The villain is too crazy, the little ancestor is not going to do it anymore

"Uncle, give him an injection and let him sleep for an hour, then I can do whatever I want to him."

Before Li Shenzhi fell into a dream, Gu Ranle's slightly playful yet meaningful words echoed in his ears.

Then, consciousness floated away like fallen leaves and sank into endless darkness.

As the curtain of the night slowly opened, Li Shenzhi gradually woke up from the chaos. It felt like he had passed through a long and lonely tunnel and finally touched a faint but extremely firm light.

The surroundings were still immersed in the silence of the night, with only the occasional sound of the night wind coming from afar, like a whisper, gently brushing past his ears, bringing a hint of coolness and carrying unknown messages.

He tried to move his body, but his lower body felt as if bound by heavy chains and he had no feeling at all.

It is a mark forged by time and fate, silently telling the cruelty and ruthlessness of reality.

However, amidst this interweaving of silence and despair, an unprecedented strange feeling quietly surged in his heart——

His eyes, the eyes that were once thought to be forever sunk in the abyss of darkness, now vaguely caught the outline of light, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

At first, he thought it was just an illusion, the blurred line between dream and reality playing tricks on him.

But as his consciousness gradually became clearer, the vague sense of light became stronger and stronger, just like the gentlest blue in the sky at dawn, gradually illuminating his world.

Li Shenzhi's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and an indescribable shock and excitement surged in his chest, as if a warm current was flowing slowly.

"precious?"

He called softly, his voice trembling with disbelief, as if he was trying to confirm whether this sudden light was real.

However, the surroundings were quiet and no one responded to his call. Only the warm and real light accompanied him.

Li Shenzhi slowly raised his hand, lightly touching his eyelids with his fingertips, feeling the warmth and hope brought by the long-lost light.

He moved very carefully, fearing that he would accidentally disturb this hard-earned miracle.

This was an unprecedented experience, both strange and familiar, as if he was reborn at this moment and regained his connection with the world.

He tried to turn his head and slowly scanned the room.

Although everything still seemed blurry, the outlines of each object gradually became clearer in his mind, like pieces of a puzzle slowly being pieced together.

The corner of the table, the back of the chair, the picture frame hanging on the wall...

These things, which were once only perceived through touch and imagination, are now slowly unveiling their mysterious veils in another way, revealing their true appearance.

An irrepressible joy and excitement surged in Li Shenzhi's heart.

It is a new understanding and appreciation of life, and a longing and expectation for infinite possibilities in the future.

He knows that this light is hard-earned, so he cherishes this rare visual experience even more.

That night, he did not dare to close his eyes, for fear that if he closed his eyes and opened them again, the light would disappear like a flash in the pan.

That's what happened to his legs. After the pain late at night a few days ago, he lost all feeling in them.

He was afraid that the same would happen to his eyes, and that the light he had just regained would leave him again.

Therefore, he tightly grasped the light of this moment, felt it and cherished it with his heart, as if in this way he could engrave this warmth and hope in his heart forever.

The eastern sky gradually turned pale, indicating that a new day was about to begin.

Outside the door, a familiar and light sound of footsteps sounded quietly, breaking the tranquility of the early morning.

"Sir?" Ling Chong gently pushed open the door, afraid of disturbing the tranquility in the room.

Li Shenzhi slowly turned his eyes and looked towards the door.

His eyes revealed an indescribable complex emotion, both anticipation and a bit of uneasiness.

Ling Chong tiptoed into the room, and only when he got closer could he see clearly that Li Shenzhi's eyes were already open.

"Sir, are you awake? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Ling Chong's voice was full of concern and respect. He gently helped Li Shenzhi sit up, his movements skillful and gentle.

Li Shenzhi nodded gently. Although there seemed to be a thin veil in front of his eyes and he could not see anything clearly, compared with the boundless darkness before, he already felt content.

After not seeing each other for seven years, Ling Chong looks much stronger than before, and more mature and stable.

He carefully placed Li Shenzhi on the wheelchair and gently pushed him towards the bathroom.

"Go out," Li Shenzhi said, "and close the door."

"Okay, I'll be right outside the door, sir, call me if you need anything."

Ling Chong nodded and left the bathroom. He said he was closing the door, but he left a gap. He was worried about Li Shenzhi being alone in the bathroom. This place was not like home, and he was familiar with the placement of every item.

Li Shenzhi sat alone in the bathroom, feeling an indescribable emotion in his heart.

He has been struggling in darkness for the past seven years, and now there is finally a glimmer of light, although it is weak, it is enough to rekindle his hope for life.

He took a deep breath and maneuvered his wheelchair to the toilet.

When Gu Ranle pushed the door open, she saw Ling Chong, like a peeping Tom with ill intentions, leaning furtively against the narrow crack of the bathroom door, his eyes wide open, trying to spy on something.

Her brows knitted unconsciously, and she slowly approached the "uninvited peeper" with footsteps so light that they made almost no sound.

When they were close enough, Gu Ranle stretched out her hand without hesitation and slapped Ling Chong on the head lightly but with a warning, startling him so much that he trembled violently, as if awakened by a sudden thunder.

Ling Chong turned around in a hurry and recognized the person behind him at a glance. He complained with a bitter face: "Miss, scaring people can kill them!"

Gu Ranle did not answer directly, but raised her chin slightly, indicating that he should look at the crack in the door where he still had the trace of his peeping, her eyes full of teasing.

"I say, what are you doing? I never thought that you have such a hidden hobby!"

Ling Chong heard this, with an innocent look on his face, and hurriedly defended himself: "Miss, you are wrongly accusing me. I don't have any fetishes. You have to explain yourself clearly and don't let people misunderstand you."

Gu Ran was very happy to see him like this, and couldn't help muttering to herself: He was caught by me on the spot, but he was still so calm and composed, without any blushing or beating of the heart. It seems that he is an "old hand".

Thinking of this, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she kicked the bathroom door open.

Seeing Li Shenzhi with his back to the door, Ling Chong couldn't see anything even if he wanted to.

Gu Ranle finally breathed a sigh of relief.