It's late at night, I guess it's already 11am or something. I'm returning home late as usual.

Not like it matters anyway, because there's no one at home waiting for me, and greet me welcome. I'm the only one who greets myself.

I'm walking down through the usual dark streets alone, and the street light is the only thing showing me my way to home.

The only sound I hear is of my footsteps and the dogs barking two roads away from me.

My eyes feel like they'll shut any time, I'm tired of sitting in front of a computer and typing the whole day. My eyes are heavy, and my legs feel limp.

I can't keep my back straight as I'm too tired to even stand properly. I want to reach home as soon as possible.

"Ugh that damn Jin... throwing his own work at me like usual, Well but it's partly my fault too. I should've just say no."

My name is Yan Xia, I'm a middle age office worker, who had gotten dumped by my own girlfriend this morning.

Apparently she broke up with me for the reason that she's "In love" with someone else, despite of being my girlfriend for more then 2 years.

Which is why tonight I'm more stressed then usual. Lu Jinghe is my handsome coworker working in the same department as mine.

Just today he requested me to do some of his work too, just because he was running late for a party, unfortunately I wasn't able to say no to him, because he ran fast.

Or was it because I'm too scared of him? In the end I'm just a coward who doesn't stand up for himself and goes with the flow.

This world depends all upon looks, money and status. It's not suitable for people like me.

But still, if there is something in this world that sooths my heart, and mind, making me feel warm even in this cold world, is cooking.

Cooking is my hobby, and many people say that I'm a good cook, I know the recipes of lots of Chinese, Japanese, Indian and European dishes.

Sometimes I'd wish, and question myself:

"Why did I choose to be an office worker then to work as a chef in a restaurant?"

I don't know the answer myself, but I still regret being what I currently am.

I don't want to stay in this world anymore, it's boring, and tough. How I wish I could reborn back as a baby, and change my fate.

How I wish I could've spent a little more time with my girlfriend, so that she doesn't dump me.

If only I could go back to the past, and redo everything of my life from the beginning, I wouldn't have ended up in this pathetic state.

I want a new beginning, a fresh start, if only I could get that, I'll work harder then before.

—BEEP BEEP!

"...HUH?"

—CRASH

Lost in my thoughts, and not paying attention to my surroundings, I walked straight. Just when I was about to reach to the other side of the road, I was hit by a truck.

Seems like the god hated, me complaining about the current world.

"Huh? Why does it not pain? I couldn't move by body either."

I was thinking to myself, trying to process what just happened. I was lying on the cold ground in the pool of my warm red blood.

The truck that hit me had crashed into an electric pole, I don't think the driver survived either.

The windows of the nearby house that were dark just a while ago turn lit, the people who were peacefully sleeping in there houses probably woke up because of the crashing noise that just happened.

—"Is this... really the end?"

I regret complaining about the world, it's true that I was fed up with my pathetic life.

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—But I don't want to die.

—I don't want a new start, I can just change everything in my current life if I work hard enough.

—I can just be brave enough, quit my current job and start a new life as a chef.

My body feels limp, it can't move, even if I want to. I'm slowly losing my consciousness as well.

The groung is cold, but the warmth of my spilling blood makes me feel comfortable.

I'm scared of being alone, it's started to get dark, am I nearing death?

I want to move my body, but I can't. No, I MUST.

I use the remaining ounce of strength in me to move, all the warmness goes away, and now there is a sharp pain inside of my body.

My bones are broken, so I can't walk even if I want to.

I lift up my hands towards the sky, death is so close to me, yet I can't run away from it.

Gazing up towards the sky, I notice:

—"Huh? I wonder why the moon looks so beautiful today."

That's because I never paid attention to its beauty before, no matter how many times I look at it.

Even in the brink of death, the moon light falling upon me is easing my mind, just like how I ease myself by cooking.

This is the end of the pathetic me, though I do regret that there won't be anyone to mourn over my death, it's fine.

Because even in this scary moment, the world I hated the most Is trying to comfort me, along with the moon.

Just then, everything suddenly turns dark before my eyes.

...—TO BE CONTINUED—...

...Protagonist- Yan Xia**:...