Because he was frequently beaten, the wounds on Ye Suidong's arms could not be hidden. Once, when he went to school, Fang Jingyao accidentally saw them.

Fang Jingyao, who usually loved to chatter in her ear, was unusually silent that day.

As school was about to end that day, Fang Jingyao grabbed her school uniform and asked her in a low voice, "Did she hit you again?"

Even though he still had the face of a child, Ye Suidong felt that Fang Jingyao was different from usual at this moment, like a calm adult.

Ye Suidong didn't lie and nodded, saying, "Yes, she drank too much yesterday."

Fang Jingyao didn't speak. Ye Suidong looked up at him again and saw that the boy's eyes were red and he was so angry that he couldn't hold back his tears.

Ye Suidong was stunned. Just as she was about to ask what was wrong, she saw Fang Jingyao shake off her hand and say in a muffled voice, "You've always been like this. You've never treated me as a friend."

Ye Suidong paused for a moment, then felt a rare urge to laugh.

It has to be said, Fang Jingyao is kind of cute.

Ye Suidong was not as calm as she appeared, because coming from a place with such a strong sense of killing intent, she often found it difficult to control her bloodlust.

Although she is still young, she has tested the limits of the law more than once. Especially when facing Ye Qushui, if she weren't still young and had to rely on Ye Qushui, she wouldn't have endured it for so long.

However, Ye Suidong has not been idle over the years; she has begun to secretly make plans.

Ye Suidong knew that this kind of life wouldn't last long.

But surviving here is no easier than in the apocalypse.

Ye Suidong could sometimes clearly sense that his emotions were very wrong.

She still had no friends at school because many people were afraid of her.

Even her teachers thought she was too cold and gloomy.

Fang Jingyao was never afraid of her; it was more like he was very familiar with her personality.

Ye Suidong stared at Fang Jingyao's face for a while, and at that moment she felt a rare sense of relaxation.

Fang Jingyao is only a seven-year-old boy. He is clearly a child who has not yet grown up, but he always has a trustworthy quality about him.

Scattered sunlight streamed in through the window, falling around them. Ye Suidong suddenly wondered if it would be better if there was someone in this world who could understand her.

As if guided by a ghost, Ye Suidong looked at the boy in front of him and asked softly, "Are there some things you can understand?"

Having spent many years together, Fang Jingyao understands her very well.

When he was with her, Fang Jingyao didn't put on much of a pretense.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and Ye Suidong heard Fang Jingyao say, "How do you know I don't understand?"

These few words were all it took for Ye Suidong to understand.

In this world, perhaps only Fang Jingyao can understand her secret.