Bai Yutang sat on the bench with his bent posture, looking at the bright blue sky above him. The weather is nice today. Green leaves fluttering above him. Bai Yutang looked down and stared at the flowers blooming in the park besides him. The earth beneath emitting spring's radiance, with colours sprouting here and there. Gracious and beauty combined.
Even this finesse of nature still can't bring his heart back to life. Inside him, the world is still monochromatic. No colours painted his world anymore. The more time he spent dealing with loneliness, the more he felt something inside him truly dead and can't be revived.
He thought, time will heal all the pain. He could never guess that he would be so wrong in his life. The pain was numbed, dulled, but could not subside. It was there. And always be there. Tormenting him.
