Like a transparent person, he endured his entire student years with great difficulty, finally escaping that nightmarish orphanage.
He had also worked in the corporate world. Because he was all alone and had no ties, he worked day and night and was highly regarded by his superiors.
As a result, he quickly rose through the ranks and reached a very high position in just a few years.
That poor little thing, who was always hungry and had no one to care for or love, became the object of everyone's attention and envy.
He was handsome and exceptionally capable. Even though many girls knew he was an orphan, they still wanted to have a passionate romance with him, and even get married.
But his heart was already dead. Those eyes that were lustful, greedy, and full of ulterior motives only disgusted him and could not stir up the slightest ripple of his emotions.
He was frail in childhood and had no one to care for him.
Even after he gained the ability, he remained alone, working tirelessly day and night, regardless of hunger or satiety, in his struggle and work.
After several years of hard work in the workplace, he soon felt physically overwhelmed and, without much hesitation, resolutely resigned.
He didn't go to the hospital for treatment; he just relaxed.
As a wandering, lonely ghost, he didn't have a strong yearning for life, so naturally he wasn't that afraid of death.
A person like him will most likely become food for stray dogs after he dies, and no one will even clean up his mess.
He had accumulated some spare money in his early years, enough for him to live on alone.
He didn't return to the workforce and instead chose a leisurely, home-based job—writing.
He is thoughtful and has loved reading since childhood. He really enjoys this profession, which allows him to stay away from worldly disputes and freely express his feelings.
Based on market trends, he wrote two books on popular themes, both of which achieved good results.
But just as he finished his second long novel, an unexpected event occurred.
He was diagnosed with cancer.
That year was also the last year of his life; he was not yet thirty years old.
He didn't have the habit of going to the hospital for regular check-ups, and by the time his terminal illness was diagnosed, it was already in its late stages.
The illness came on very quickly, and after he was admitted to the hospital, he was never able to leave.
Death seemed to be clearly in sight, and looking back on his short life, a huge sense of loss swept over him.
He had lived a truly disastrous life; he had no family, no friends, and no lover.
Like a dandelion, it vanishes into the world with a gust of wind, leaving no trace.
In the final stages of his life, he wanted to leave some trace, at least to prove that he had been there.
A character embodying his personal experiences and all his emotions was born—Xiao Wujie.
He himself.
His sorrow, his pain, all that he longed for, yet he could not obtain in the end...
He used himself as a model, pouring all the remaining passion from his broken body into himself.
He had been beaten before, so he wanted to be strong so he wouldn't have to suffer those days again.
He had experienced hunger, so he hoped to have great wealth and never have to suffer hunger and cold again.
He had endured too much cold treatment, so he wanted to have strong independence and the right to pursue everything.
The disease was far more terrifying than he had expected, and he was tormented by intense pain to the point of near collapse.
In a daze, he seemed to have returned to those rainy nights when he was a child, curled up alone.
He had been alone for so many years, so why did he yearn for redemption even more in the end?
Redemption...
Deep in my memory, a blurry image emerges: that snowy night, that child whose fate should have been like his, who received the warmest and most fervent redemption.
The image that accompanied all his childhood desires—"older sister"—began to become clear.
My older sister is probably the most beautiful, the strongest, and the gentlest...
He poured all the beauty in his heart into her alone; she became the embodiment of all his longings.
He hoped that someone's feelings for him would be as clear as crystal and as pure as moonlight, becoming the goddess of beauty in his heart and a companion of his soul.
So her name is Chu Liyue.
In the book, on a similar snowy day, Xiao Wujie, whose soul is riddled with wounds, receives salvation from his sister Chu Liyue.
He teared up as soon as he put pen to paper.
But he would not forget that this was merely a brief cry from a broken soul, a cry made with the last embers of his being.
He's going to die; he won't be able to finish this book.
His relationship with his sister was destined to have no future.
So he set her up as the destined female lead, someone no one dared to touch or harm, and changed the setting to a female-oriented genre.
In female-oriented novels, the female lead is the main character; the male lead may die young, but the female lead will always be the one who stays until the end.
In this way, no matter what the outcome, his sister will be the one who survives to the end.
On the last night of his life, he felt the call of death, so he picked up his pen and ended the life of the character he created in the book.
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