Shen Junnian was a child the world gave up on from the moment he was born. Naturally silent and gloomy, extremely insecure and sensitive, he was so timid that he never dared to raise his head and look at anyone. He was used to curling up in corners, suffering in silence and submitting to others. He never resisted, never made a fuss, and always shrank himself into the most unnoticeable place. His heart was starved of love to the extreme, and the trauma of a second abandonment had been carved into his very bones. He was terrified of intimacy and afraid of being left behind, sensitive, suspicious, fragile, and easily broken, wrapped in an unshakable gloom and detachment—yet even in the mud, he held on to his principles, staying gentle, clean, and never hurting anyone. He was abandoned by his biological parents in the rain on the very night he was born, with no name and no surname, surviving as best he could in a dark, oppressive orphanage. From childhood, the director mistreated him by cutting off his food, cursing and punishing him, and locking him in a dark room. Chronically hungry and malnourished, he was also bullied and ostracized by the other children at will, living in fear and loneliness year after year. At seven, he was briefly adopted and felt warmth for the first time—only to be heartlessly sent back three months later, abandoned a second time. From then on, he completely closed off his heart, no longer believing in anyone, no longer expecting any light. The first half of his life had been nothing but abuse, hunger, isolation, betrayal, and abandonment. No one had ever favored him, protected him, or truly loved him. He was a little boy from the abyss, covered in wounds and full of despair, yet still soft, pitiful, and so delicate that he would shatter at the slightest touch.