It was deep in the night. In the dark and complicated alley that seemed to extend and twist endlessly like a cobweb, a youngster was frantically running with a little girl in his arms.

The biting cold wind felt like a knife stabbing into his wounds. But compared to the worry in his heart, it was nothing. 

Lin Xun didn’t know when it had started, but for the first time, he realized that Xia Zhi had somehow occupied an irreplaceable place in his heart.

He felt his entire world collapsing when he saw her wounded and sent flying. All his thoughts, all his willpower were gone at that moment, leaving him with only uncontrollable anger and madness. 

That feeling made Lin Xun’s heart tremble because, for the first time, he saw that he had an irrational side.

Xia Zhi, who was held in his arms, opened her eyes and silently gazed at Lin Xun’s face. She said nothing but there seemed to be an imperceptible smile on her pale little face.

He saw that Courtyard No. 49 was within sight, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw someone waiting by his door. 

At the same time, the figure...