A Light Rain in Spring, Half a Lifetime of Chill

My name is Jian Yun.

My parents died when I was little, and I never knew a father’s or mother’s love. Until I was ten, my grandmother and I were all we had.

Then, when I was ten, she died of a sudden heart attack. The only family member I had ever loved still couldn’t escape death’s grasp.

“You’re a person without feelings. Even if the whole world died for your sake, you wouldn’t care!” my best friend, the person closest to me, said.

“Jian Yun, I’m telling you, one day I’ll kick you out of our house!” my cousin, Jian Xin, said with disgust.

I always thought my life was destined to be dim and joyless, like a plant growing in darkness, slowly withering in despair and loneliness.

Then a beautiful beam of light entered my life. Pure and lovely, it became the one thing I believed in. So I told myself that even if life’s hardships shattered me into pieces, I would still bathe in that beautiful light and sing with happiness.

He smiled, his clear, warm expression like the first ray of sunlight at dawn. I had never met anyone with such a pure heart. His kindness made me hate him all the more.

As his figure gradually faded, until he existed only in my memories, my world sank into painful darkness once again…

No. I wouldn’t give up. No matter what it cost…