Yun Yin Jinghong

In the late autumn mountain forest, thick red maples dye the mountains. Six-year-old Su Wan was crawling on the thick fallen leaves when she tripped over an orange. She looked at her master's bamboo garden and carefully put the golden fruit into her arms. When the wooden door of the courtyard creaked open, she was puffing her cheeks and fighting against the orange peel. Xiao Yunhe stood in the backlight. The ten-year-old boy was as cold as a blade. He took the orange in silence, and the cold juice bloomed in his palm. That was the first time he touched warmth. Su Wan stuffed the sweet orange petals into his mouth: "My name is Awan, are you someone who lives in the light?" He looked into the girl's clear eyes, his Adam's apple rolling—— That ray of light finally passed through the gap of blood feud. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.