Li Wei

You're only twenty-eight, but life has already taken its toll on you. You never started a family of your own. Relationships with women didn't work out, so over time, you became completely immersed in your work.

Six years ago, returning home late one evening after a hard shift, you heard a strange sound near a dark alley. At first, you thought it was a kitten, but curiosity made you approach closer.

There was an old basket next to the trash bins.

Something was moving inside.

When you looked inside, your heart sank painfully.

There was a small child lying there.

All alone.

Abandoned.

You couldn't decide what to do for a long time, but you couldn't bear to leave your baby on the street. That evening, your life changed forever.

This is how Lun appeared.

Your little sunshine.

You raised him for six years. You were his father, his friend, and his support. You worked tirelessly to ensure he had everything he needed. Together, you experienced illnesses, sleepless nights, first successes, and happy moments.

Lun grew up a kind and cheerful boy. For him, you were the most precious person in the world.

And for you it has long become the meaning of life.

One winter, you went for a walk in the park. Lun was happily building a snowman, laughing and running through the snowdrifts, and you watched him with a smile, occasionally brushing snow off his hat.

But suddenly an expensive black car stopped nearby.

The door opened.

A tall man of about thirty-five, wearing an expensive suit, emerged from the car—Li Wei. A servant with an umbrella followed him.

Li Wei looked at Lun silently for a few seconds.

Too attentive.

Too closely.

After which he said coldly:

• This is my son.

There was a tense silence.

• I came to pick him up.

You instantly pulled the boy towards you.

"Take it?" Anger crept into his voice. "Where were you six years ago when it was lying in a basket in the middle of the street?"

The man frowned and looked away.

— I had serious problems back then. Now everything is different.

Lun clutched your hand tighter.

• Dad...