Zhang Xuyun had a difficult childhood, more tumultuous than even the children adopted by Old Master Chen. Those children were luckier, their parents having passed away from illness, unlike him, who had endured a path of hardship.
He fled with his mother from that household, wandering until they reached the gates of the Chen residence. The Chen family were kind-hearted, and despite Zhang Xuyun's mother not being Madam Chen's biological sister, they took them in without hesitation.
Initially, Zhang Xuyun harbored hatred towards his abusive father, but by the ti he had grown up, that man had already perished in obscurity. His resentnt, with nowhere to be vented, lingered in his heart, forming a stubborn and vicious temperant.
By then, his mother who had supported him had passed away, and he had learned skills from Old Master Chen. He was no longer the helpless child he once was; he now had abilities, money, and dressed splendidly...
Yet in truth, he had nothing, standing alone and solitary.
But—this world was so good, Zhang Xuyun wished to remain in it.
He was never a good person to begin with, and finding no aning in his own life, he sought amusent in tornting others. He delighted in bullying businessn, especially those like Old Master Chen, who fud inwardly but dared not retaliate.
However, he later realized that he was luckier than Chen Fangyu. He t Jiang Yan, who had returned to the Chen residence after her illness showed no improvent in the big city.
That day, he stood by the entrance with Madam Chen, awaiting their arrival. The car stopped at the gate, and a petite young lady in a snow-white fur coat erged before him. Small and delicate, with round, bright eyes.
Surrounded by a group of attendants, as she passed by him, she carelessly handed him her cup, commanding him to hold it. That arrogant tone made him realize she was the Chen family's spoiled and willful young lady.
Old Master Chen and Madam Chen had only this one daughter, whose poor health made them dote on and protect her excessively. But later, there was also Zhang Xuyun.
His cousin had a bad temper and a frail body... yet she was so endearing that one glance would lt one's heart. As if in a dream, this person appeared in his solitary life, reviving him.
He was fortunate, blessed to have found his beloved at a young age, and spent a lifeti cherishing her.
The Chen family must have been his benefactors. Since arriving here, everything had gone smoothly without worry.
eting his cousin, marrying her, her health gradually improving... every mory brought a lasting smile. Truly, all was smooth and his every wish fulfilled.
His cousin, as he had wished, remained by his side for a lifeti, departing on a snowy day just like any other.
Old Master Chen and Madam Chen had passed away years earlier, Chen Fangyu having taken over the family business long ago. Just the night before, his cousin had ntioned wanting to play in the snow.
That morning, his cousin lay still on the bed. He pushed open the door to find the ground blanketed in white snow. An inexplicable sense of loneliness overca him—he had married, gained in-laws, yet in the end, he was alone once more.
Perhaps the dicine his cousin took was too bitter; each ti she took it, she would frown, paining him to witness.
Surely, his cousin had not abandoned him again?
He knew his cousin only liked him, which is why he had felt such elation when he married her. He also knew that his cousin was mischievous and unaccustod to hardship, and had remained in this world for his sake...
But cousin...
You have only just left, yet I already miss you.
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