Si Du had never felt his soul so light before.
He was once born into a wealthy family—the Si family straddled both legal and illegal businesses, wielding immense power.
But internal strife exhausted the family’s resources, and in the blink of an eye, the empire crumbled. Si Du went from being the heir of a prominent family to a beggar on the streets.
That year, he was ten years old. He lost everything, burdened with a deep-seated vendetta. The shadows in his heart blotted out the sky, and he despised the world with every fiber of his being.
An old friend of his parents found him and brought the feral boy back to a bright, warm home.
And gave him an angelic younger sister.
Si Du would always remember the first time he saw Tang Li. The little girl was wearing a pink floral dress, her face smeared messily with watercolor markers, clutching her sketchbook as she stared at him blankly.
Then, slowly, she blushed, too embarrassed to stay, and ran off—she was even too shy to come out for dinner that evening.
The watercolor stains were hard to wash off. By the time they were completely gone and the two could sit properly at the same table for a meal, half a month had passed.
When Si Du first arrived at the home, he was withdrawn and gloomy, resistant to the care and warmth his new family offered. His heart was filled only with the drive to study hard and seek revenge someday.
But like every villain who is eventually softened, Si Du inevitably developed a weakness.
That weakness was Tang Li.
The years living in that home were the happiest of Si Du’s life, yet beneath the joy lay a steadfast determination for vengeance.
Now, those who had murdered his birth parents had long met miserable ends, and those who harmed his uncle and aunt had vanished from the world. His revenge was complete, and he could spend the rest of his life with Tang Li.
How could he not feel lighthearted? How could he not be happy?
Reflecting on his life, he realized there had been very few moments of pure joy. The deaths of his birth parents and adoptive parents had shackled him with hatred throughout his youth and early adulthood.
But when he finally broke free of those shackles—
He had nothing left.
So now, with his Tangtang returned to him, he didn’t want to delve too deeply into the reasons.
He feared that if he touched the truth, he might lose her again.
He opened his eyes. His arms were empty, but the girl was lying on the other side of the bed, holding an ice cream cone and reading a book, occasionally licking the cream.
Sunlight spilled within reach, bathing her in a golden glow.
As if a true angel had descended.
Good morning, Brother Si Du. The weather outside is lovely. Shall we have breakfast and then trim the garden?”
Tang Li made the suggestion when she saw he was awake.
It was all too easy to keep Si Du’s attention on her—she had many things she wanted him to do.
The first was to step out of this lifeless villa.
“Alright,” the man glanced at the time, “I’m sorry, I slept so deeply. Are you hungry?”I already had breakfast, and I saved some for you, Brother Si Du.” I can’t make anything too fancy, but I know how to make sandwiches.” The girl smiled softly.
In the storyline, Tang Li had learned a little about cooking, but unfortunately, her family rarely got to taste her efforts before she fell gravely ill and was confined to bed.
Si Du gazed at her, his voice gentle, “Tangtang, I… I’m truly happy now.”
“But people say happy times are fleeting. My life has been divided into three parts, and that saying fits perfectly.”
“Will it be the same this time?”
Tang Li’s heart stirred. She lowered her gaze briefly, took a deep breath, and said, “No, it won’t be like that this time.”This time, I’ll stay with you, Brother Si Du, until time stops.”
The man didn’t grasp the deeper meaning behind her words.
He laughed as the sunlight gradually climbed up his fingers, pulling him back from his cold, eerie hell of despair into the human world.
The world where Tang Li existed.
【Go, Tang Tang, just like that, the progress is speeding up!】