The room was shrouded in darkness as Ye Yong's eyelids fluttered open, his breaths coming in sharp gasps. His heart raced, and a cold sweat dampened his forehead. Startled, he glanced around the familiar surroundings, searching for any signs of danger. Slowly, his racing pulse began to calm as he realized he was safe in the comfort of his own room...
"Huh! What's wrong, darling? Did you have a nightmare?" his mother's voice filled the room with concern...
Ye Yong clung to her tightly, seeking solace in her warm embrace. "Yes, Mom, it was just a nightmare," he replied, his voice still quivering with residual fear. The sound of her soothing voice and the rhythmic beat of her heart against his cheek gradually lulled him back to sleep, the fears of his dreams dissipating into the darkness...
As he succumbed to slumber once more, memories of his past life continued to haunt him. The pain of abandonment gnawed at his soul, leaving him with unanswered questions that lingered like specters in the night. "Why would they abandon their own child? What had I done to deserve such a fate?" he pondered, his mind searching for elusive answers that seemed forever out of reach...
In his quest for understanding, he had sought solace from the elders at the orphanage. But their responses had been cold and dismissive, leaving him with a sense of isolation and confusion. The walls of the orphanage held secrets that were tightly guarded, shielding him from the truth he yearned to uncover...
The orphanage, though not devoid of comforts, was an emotionally barren place. It was as if the donations that poured in served as a mere bandage, covering the wounds of guilt and indifference that plagued the hearts of those who had abandoned their own flesh and blood. Ye Yong couldn't help but feel that their acts of charity were a desperate attempt to absolve themselves, an offering to appease their own troubled conscience. In his young eyes, the world seemed filled with a scarcity of genuine compassion...
To escape the stark reality of his surroundings, Ye Yong sought refuge within the pages of books. Through literature, he traversed worlds, explored diverse perspectives, and unlocked the gates of his imagination. "Books hold a treasure trove of experiences," he realized. "They offer glimpses into the human condition and provide insights into the complexities of life..."
As he delved into the stories woven by countless authors, his mind expanded, absorbing the wisdom and lessons embedded within the inked pages. The characters became his companions, their journeys intertwined with his own. In those solitary moments, he found solace, comfort, and the promise of a different world beyond the confines of the orphanage's walls.
Time marched on, and the small abandoned boy grew in resilience and maturity. The hardships he faced instilled in him a quiet determination, a steely resolve to rise above the hand fate had dealt him. Though isolated, he carried an aura of wisdom that belied his young age, a testament to the profound impact of his literary explorations...
Now, as he embarked on his Life of high school, Ye Yong stood at the precipice of a new chapter in his life. The past had shaped him, but the future held untold possibilities. With each passing day, he grew more determined to break free from the chains of his past, to chart a course that defied expectations, and to create a life filled with meaning and purpose...
Little did he know that there awaits his another stumble of Life...