The adults let the two children play, and they sat on the sofa chatting. Apart from Yu Mu, no one noticed how much the girl disliked Yu Wen.

Four-year-old Yuwen also likes pretty things, like the little girl in front of him. But even when he piled all his toys in front of her, she just turned her face away and ignored him.

Yuwen felt wronged and started to cry. His parents quickly picked him up and kept comforting him. The visiting couple also apologized. Only the little girl yawned out of boredom.

Yu Mu heard his mother say, "Feng Guang is sleepy, let her go upstairs to sleep for a while."

"Alright." The beautiful lady picked up her daughter, placed the sleeping little girl in the upstairs guest room, and only went downstairs after the child had fallen asleep.

Yu Mu quietly entered the room. People always want to pinch cute things, and he was no exception. He pinched the girl's cheek, which was soft and cuddly, and he felt an urge to strangle her because she was so cute.

But he held back, because he had never killed anyone before.

But the touch on her face made the sleeping girl frown unhappily. She grabbed his hand with her two little hands, turned over, hugged his hand to her chest, and continued to dream.

His hands, yellowish from malnutrition, contrasted sharply with her fair and lovely skin. She wore a delicate and clean little dress, while he, dressed in ill-fitting clothes, seemed as if a mere touch would soil her.

This was the first time Yu Mu realized how dirty he was, and it was also the first time he so desperately wanted a clean and well-fitting set of clothes, as well as healthy skin.

He sat with the delicate little girl for an hour until her mother came up to take her home. Yu Mu, hiding in his familiar shadows, overheard that the adults had already discussed arranging a marriage between their children.

He heard his mother say, "I only have Yuwen as my child. If he can really be with Fengguang in the future, then the relationship between our two families will be even better."

No, she has another child.

Yu Mu didn't speak up. He gripped the pink hair clip he had taken from the girl's head and walked back to the dimly lit basement alone. He suddenly thought that no one would like living in such a dark place. In this dark environment, he couldn't even see the color on the hair clip... Yes, no one likes the dark.

Even sneaking out to watch a man stalking his cheating wife, Yu Mu felt bored. He said to the hair clip in his hand, "I need to change this boring life."

Sleeping pills were easy to find, since his father often suffered from insomnia and needed them to fall asleep peacefully. So, he made sure his father and mother slept exceptionally soundly that day, so soundly that they wouldn't even feel a cut on their necks.

Listening to the dripping sound of blood, he felt his soul take flight for the first time. Even his steps into Yu Wen's room felt light as if he were walking on clouds. He thought about it and decided not to kill him, not because he couldn't bring himself to do it, but because he was afraid that the time ahead would be too boring.

Imagine, a person who has lost both parents might come looking for revenge one day. Wouldn't that be interesting?

Yu Mu left the Yu family with only a hair clip in his hands. He wandered aimlessly along the roadside. Just as he was about to cross the street, a loud screech of brakes rang out. A man stuck his head out of the car, and before he could even utter a word, the fourteen-year-old boy looked at a rectangular burlap sack in the back seat and laughed, "Uncle, would you like to adopt me?"