Chapter One.

That year, all memories were blurry, and the only thing engraved in my memory was the face that was so handsome that I climbed onto the second-floor windowsill to look at it again and again.

I haven't figured out how to retaliate next yet, when suddenly a small figure rushed over.

Everything changed on the day Han Zhuochen appeared.

As Xiaojing struggled to break free from the restraint, in the moment when he tightly held me in his arms, I shed the first tear in three years and said to him, "Brother, go quickly..."

Before he closed his eyes, he didn't even hear me call out to him one last time, "Brother!"

This kid has a pretty quick reaction. The man in black touched Xiao Jing's shoulder and leg, with a satisfied expression on his face: "Brother Chen, his physical fitness is quite good."

My daughter? The person who killed my entire family tells me that I am her daughter. How ridiculous!

I never dare to think about what comes next, my father's blood, my mother's tears, and the desperate screams, pleas, and calls for help all mixed together, tearing me apart into pieces.

Yes!

"The little girl is quite pretty, but she's too thin," said the man in black behind him. ... I remember that person too, with his long, narrow face and a pair of lifeless, dull eyes like dead fish. It was him who shot and killed my mother and threw me off the second-floor balcony."

I don't know his name, I only hear others call him: Xiaojing. Sometimes I want to say something to him, but I don't know what to say.

There is a compelling aura around the person's body that makes others dare not to look directly at them.

Despite our poor family background and frequent overnight moves, I have loving parents and a protective older brother.

The handsome uncle named Han Zhuochen sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and leaned against the armrest, slowly smoking. In the faint mist, his fair and delicate skin was flawless, and his demeanor appeared relaxed and content.

In the darkness, his eyes were as black as ink, full of tender affection, and his face was still as handsome as when they first met.

Yes!

There was no further communication from then on.

Dad!

I understand.

"Handsome uncle!" I glanced downstairs again and saw the most handsome uncle I had ever seen, dressed even better than anyone else.

... ....

During the three years in the orphanage, I never uttered a word. Every day, I curled up in the corner of my room, consumed by fear, longing, and desire, unable to break free. Everyone thought I was foolish, but only I knew that I was very much aware, patiently waiting for myself to grow up quickly. To leave this prison and find the person who took everything away from me.

What is your name?

Those so-called incredibly brave police officers never asked me what happened, nor did they inquire about the appearance of the murderer. They easily solved the case of burglary and murder. As for the whereabouts of the murderer, they simply used two words: on the run!

Is it Han Zhuochen?!" Mom's face turned pale, stunned for a moment, rushed over and grabbed Dad's hand, saying, "What are you going to do? Let's go together."

As the only survivor, after recovering from my injuries, I was sent to a social welfare institution, and later transferred to a remote orphanage due to my extreme withdrawal.

It wasn't until many years later that I understood, that special aura was called killing intent...

Yes!

Yes!

A person in black approached him. As he was looking down and couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, he only heard him leaning forward and asking Han Zhuochen, "Brother Chen, did he also kill his ten-year-old son and six-year-old daughter?"

Unfortunately, when Xiao Jing wanted to pull me away, the black-clothed man behind him suddenly rushed up, and from behind, he grabbed Xiao Jing's wrists, making him unable to move.

His words suddenly reminded me of a scene three years ago: my older brother ran towards me with his arms outstretched from the other side of the road. He seemed to want to save me, but before he could cross the busy road, he was hit and killed by a speeding car.

Standing in front of him, I realized that he is so tall. His towering figure blocks the sunlight, leaving me in the darkness.

Before the age of six, like every child, I had a complete and happy family.

But I know he will come back, one day he will definitely come back to pick me up.

I strained to look up at him, his face glowing with a golden radiance.

After that... After that, fate is divided at that moment, and another life begins from that moment.

"Hmm!" He carried me into the room and placed me on the bed. "Go to sleep, I'll take you to school tomorrow."

Dear daughter, come down quickly and be careful not to fall.My beloved father lifted me from the windowsill, kissed my face, and glanced downstairs, saying, "What are you looking at?"

That action was done in one go, agile and not at all like a boy in his teens.

Did you not hear what I just said?

It's Xiaojing! Xiaojing kicked his ankle with one foot. He just dodged it, and Xiaojing immediately used his head to hit his waist.

A sunny day, the sunlight shining into the room, casting onto the floating dust.

When I was young, my father used to tell me fairy tales and said: "Terrifying demons are not scary, the most terrifying devil has an angelic face..."

He looked at his bleeding fingers, then looked at me, his expression still calm, showing no sign of emotional fluctuation.

Okay, from now on, you will be called Han Qianwu, and you are my daughter.

Hmm! Not bad! Han Zhuochen lowered his head and straightened his clothes, walking towards his car: "You go talk to the dean, he's the only one."

During that time, there was a young boy around ten years old who took care of me and brought me food. He used a towel to help me wipe my face and hands. He would also often keep me company, holding onto my emaciated body and telling me not to be afraid.

At that time, I opened my mouth wide wanting to shout at him, but no sound came out of my throat.

Why did you adopt her?

Dad covered his lower abdomen and got up, "Brother Chen, I was wrong. If you want to kill, just kill me. Can you spare my wife and children?"

Because, I can tell that Jing cares a lot about her... The best way to make someone wholeheartedly do things for you is to control their weaknesses, do you understand?

This is the person, even if they turn into ashes, I know: they killed my entire family.

When Han Zhaochen saw me, he was a little surprised, and then he bent down to pick up the startled me.

Then the blood on my face covered my eyes. Fortunately, it covered them, sparing me from seeing that terrifying scene.

At that moment, I felt like I had finally broken free from long-standing constraints and ran into the yard, crazily running towards him.

Arrange for Jing to go to the United States for training tomorrow. Tell him: I will give him eight years. If he can satisfy me when he comes back, I will give him what he wants. If he can't, don't blame me!

"Long time no see!" He half-squinted his slender eyes, with a slight curl of his lips and a gentle smile, just like a prince in a fairy tale.

I have nothing, Xiaojing is my last reliance in this world, I can't lose him anymore.

Through the glass partition covered in stains, I saw my father being pushed into the room by a man dressed in black just as he ran to the door. He was kicked down by the sofa, and then a dozen men dressed similarly stood motionless on either side of him.

He reached out and touched my head, a special warmth transmitted to me from his smile, which made me forget my fear.

I was wrong! Father desperately kowtowed to him, knocking his forehead until it bled, but still didn't dare to stop. "I was wrong! I was wrong!"

When the person inside finished speaking and pushed the door open, I hadn't had time to escape and could only stand against the wall, startled, without moving.

I walked along the dark corridor, feeling the wall, unable to distinguish the direction. I didn't know where I could find Xiaojing. From a nearby door came the voice of a man named Qing:

Do you know me? He crouched in front of me with a hint of surprise, lifting my face to examine it closely. I thought he knew me, but when he looked at me, it was as if he was looking at a stranger.

"Ah Qing!" Once again, that melodious voice sounded behind me: "Take this girl away as well."

His embrace is very warm, just like my deceased brother...

Before Mom finished speaking, Dad slammed the balcony door shut with a bang.

I don't ... ...

Until he used his other hand to grip my cheeks tightly, causing me so much pain that I couldn't close my teeth and had to loosen my mouth.

I blocked them. Dad pushed us onto the balcony filled with clutter, and the dusty boxes collapsed, hitting me. But he didn't ask if I was hurt. Instead, he urged Mom in a sharp and terrifying voice, "It's too late if we don't leave now. Hurry up and jump down."

That night, they separated me and Xiaojing and placed me in a big house.

Brother Chen! I don't want to betray our eldest brother, but they have captured my wife and children and are threatening me. I have no choice...

I was just about to ask my mother who he was, but she covered my mouth. I turned around to look at her in surprise, and her lips were bleeding. The bright red blood flowed down her white teeth, and her appearance was so terrifying that it made my heart tremble.

He opened the window in a panic and saw the person standing below. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Stay here and don't make a sound."

Do not... I grabbed the arm of the black-clothed person in shock and shouted, "Don't!"

"Ah!" My father exclaimed in surprise and shouted to my mother, suddenly throwing me towards her who was cleaning the room, "Quickly take our daughter and leave, they have come for us."

I smiled, responding to him with the innocent smile of a nine-year-old girl.

I have said that I will kill your entire family...

Han Zhuochen pinched out the cigarette with his fingers, threw it on the ground, stood up and straightened his crisp coat. He walked out the door with a leisurely pace, as if everything had already ended and he was carefree.

Brother Chen, the dean said that there were no records when this girl was transferred from the welfare home, and we don't know what happened. I went to the welfare home to check, but I couldn't find out her identity.

Forget it! I can no longer hear the beautiful voice that once captivated me.

My slender body was thrown from the second floor and landed on the grass below. The sharp pain in my feet woke me up, and I struggled to open my eyes. The last thing I saw was the lifeless eyes of my brother.

I looked out the window and saw a car stopping in the yard, a tall figure getting out of the car, just like three years ago.

I shook my head, widened my eyes, and tried hard to recognize the face of that devil.

Don't, I beg you not to!

At that time, I didn't understand. Now I do!

Since that day, I haven't seen Xiaojing.

His face, his devilishly cruel smile, I will never forget, because every day I try to remember his appearance, repeatedly making his smile clear in my mind.

No problem, it's not important.

In a state of confusion, I feel the approaching footsteps and the proximity of death.

Hatred suddenly erupted, and I immediately lowered my head, using all my strength to bite the slender finger in front of me, regardless of how he struggled, I held on tightly.

Do you remember what I once told you? I have always kept my word. Finally, that uncle spoke. It was the most beautiful voice I had ever heard, calm and steady, with a peaceful smile on his face.