here, I was always at the mercy of others, and that mercy was precarious and unstable as I faced the watchful eyes of the father and son, who were no ordinary people and would not do ordinary things.
在这里我一直都是寄人篱下，并且这份寄人篱下都是摇摇晃晃，风雨飘摇的，因为我面对的是那对虎视眈眈的两父子，这对父子本就不是寻常的人，自然他们也不会做寻常的事。
Fortunately, I had the memories of two lifetimes, and I was not a real child. That was why I managed to stay here so far without being driven out.
也幸亏我有了两世的记忆，也幸亏我不是一个真正的孩子，所以我才有办法让自己至今还留在这里，至今都没有被赶出去。