She Has Been Waiting for Me in the Rain Alley for Fifty Years

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, she stretched out her hand to me in the Chinese Valentine's Day rain. I am a dying person - not my body, my soul. The only son of a wealthy family, he has everything but feels nothing. Until that rain, that alley, those rainwaters that taste like wine. Her name is Lilac. Trapped in the rain alley for fifty years. Forget your own name, forget the texture of happiness. But that day, she broke the rules for me. I began to search for the truth - what is Rain Alley, what is Shadow Devouring, and what is hidden in my blood. The answer is heavier than I thought: I am a descendant of the Gatekeeper, and her fate has been entangled with my family for forty-five years. I want to save her. The price is - the moment she is free, she will forget everything about me. Is it worth it? Worth.