My name is Leng Xing Soul, I am 21 years old this year, I have been an orphan since I was a child, I don't know who my parents are, I grew up in an orphanage.

Due to my natural nature and reticentness, I had no friends and rarely played with children my age, so I was an orphan among orphans in the orphanage. Finally, when I was 8 years old, I resolutely left the orphanage and started a road of no return.

The dark alley, the snow was shining, and it was unusually cold, so I huddled by the garbage can, relying on the small can to block the cold wind.

Over the past two years, I have wandered around and endured countless hardships, often battling hunger and death, which has also developed my personality of perseverance and strength, and I will never give up when I set a goal.

But today I have never felt that death is so close to me, because my overly hungry body has long since stopped listening, and the dizziness rushes straight to my head, and I know that if I fall asleep now, then I will never wake up again, I am not reconciled....... I am not willing to die like this. The belief that I want to live is the only thing that governs me right now.

As time passed, just as my will was about to break, an old man suddenly appeared in front of me.

The face is clumsy, the eyes are kind and the eyebrows are kind, but the eyes flash a little light from time to time, giving people a feeling of high mountains and mountains.

I knew him, he was a strange old man, he was silently watching me from a distance when I appeared in this city, but only looking at me, even when I was bullied by other wanderers, he silently looked at me without saying a word, but now he came to me when I was on the verge of death.

"Child, life starts anew here, and what awaits you will be a brilliant tomorrow."

The old man's voice seemed to have some kind of magic, injecting a warm current into my indifferent heart, and the word "home", which was extremely unfamiliar to me, suddenly seemed to have an incomparable penetrating impact on my heart, and my body slowly stood up as if it had gained energy.

Slowly following the old man, he disappeared into the endless darkness, the snow still falling and the wind still so cold.

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Slowly opened his eyes, it was pitch black in front of him, and his indifferent heart couldn't help but gush out of indescribable joy, and finally ......... Finally succeeded, this idea kept circulating in my mind, ten years, I finally reached the realm of grandpa's requirements, and finally fulfilled grandpa's wish.

Since the death of my grandfather 5 years ago, I have become alone again, except for a bank passbook and a set of "Lonely Heart Tips" left by my grandfather, there is only one requirement, that is, I want to practice to the eighth level of the realm of "indifferent to the wind and clouds". After 10 years, with my excellent strength and unremitting efforts, I finally succeeded.