002 An'an said, "Wait for me; when I grow up, I will take care of you."

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An An froze in place under Shen Zhihan’s icy gaze, unknowingly stopping in her tracks.

The big and the small silently stared at each other for a few seconds.

Once Shen Zhihan realized the newcomer was such a tiny child, the cold menace in his eyes gave way to surprise, but soon after, dissatisfaction filled his gaze.

He had stumbled upon this cliff of death by chance, and after surveying the site, he was quite satisfied.

This would be his final resting place. He even imagined the glowing eyes of beasts lurking in the darkness at the cliff’s bottom.

He would jump, and likely leave no bones behind.

For someone like him, erasing all traces of his existence was not a bad outcome.

But now, someone had interrupted his attempt to die.

Judging by An An’s clothing, she must be a village child.

His eyes settled on her slender arms, his dark gaze growing even more chilling.

It seemed to evoke unpleasant memories.

A body desperately trying to avoid punishment, with nowhere to hide from the whipping—sometimes from bottles, sometimes from cigarette butts, sometimes whips, other times clothes hangers—anything the abuser could grab became an instrument of torture, and he was the victim.

“Did someone hit you?”

Seeing Shen Zhihan take the initiative to speak, An An’s eyes brightened, and she nodded vigorously, her beautiful grape-like eyes sparkling with a hint of a smile.

Seeing her smile, Shen Zhihan snorted softly. “Are you stupid? You got beaten and you’re still smiling!”

Suddenly, a cruel smile appeared on his face. “Kid, I’m going to die anyway. Before I do, let me do one good deed. How about I kill the one who hit you?”

Kill someone?

An An knew what killing meant.

People said the son of a family in the village was a murderer.

But An An didn’t believe it.

That brother was such a kind person.

When that brother was taken away, she insisted he hadn’t killed anyone, saying the village dog, Xiao Hei, could vouch for him.

Others just laughed at her, calling her crazy.

She hadn’t seen that brother for half a year; he was said to be locked up in prison.

An An’s small face hardened: “No, killing is bad. Killing isn’t what good children do.”

Shen Zhihan suddenly found it dull.

See, even such a little child despised him.

“Get lost! If I see you again, I’ll kill you. Kid, don’t be an eyesore here.”

An An, like a small dumpling, slowly approached him, inch by inch.

Shen Zhihan saw through her intentions.

He glanced at her sideways, like a lord looking down upon an ant, curious to see what this tiny thing wanted.

Finally, An An reached him. She looked up at him, tugged at his sleeve, and in a childish voice said, “Uncle, you’re so tall. I’m dizzy looking up. Can you sit down and chat with me for a while?”

The sun had completely set, and the golden light that had bathed Shen Zhihan had faded.

A breeze blew, making An An sway slightly.

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