As the morning light brightened, Mu Ci slowly opened his eyes. He had never felt so relaxed in his life. It was as if the sleep had given him a new life. The accumulated pain had been eliminated overnight, and every pore in his body was clear as if he had been reborn.
There was a very soft breathing sound by his ear.
Mu Ci turned his head vigilantly. A sweet sleeping face came into view, and Mu Ci's heart could not help but feel warmed.
When he was eight years old, he was kidnapped and tortured. It was not easy for him to escape with his sprained ankle when the kidnappers were relaxed. In the deep mountains and forests, the moon was dark and the wind was strong. An eight-year-old child was injured and running for his life.
Unfortunately, his legs were short. Not long after, the sound of the kidnappers chasing after him could be heard.
Panicking, he missed a step and fell to the ground. He rolled down the slope and lost consciousness.
