The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

I've been living a life of meekly acceptance, avoiding conflict with others, and being submissive.

I once thought about ending it all, but I gave up because I... was afraid of dying.

Death is too cruel and terrifying; I can't accept it...

I've never been a brave person in my life.

Except for that one time.

My wife is my childhood sweetheart; we've been classmates since we were little. She's not a daring person, and she's been bullied a bit because of her personality.

In the end, the two of us, both cowards, licked our wounds and came together, and that was alright.

After several of our elders passed away, we left the village where we grew up and came to this unfamiliar city to start over, where we opened a small restaurant together.

I was the chef, and she was the waitress. Business wasn't great, but it wasn't bad either.

We, two not-so-brave people, ended up living the ordinary life we ​​had once hoped for.

Life wasn't easy, but my wife never complained.

And such a kind woman, a woman who is willing to tolerate my weakness...

But he died because of me.

If I hadn't casually mentioned that I wanted to one day be able to properly teach my own children...

If our child can grow up to be a truly brave and good child who doesn't bully others, she won't even think about having a child.

She will not die in childbirth.

it's all my fault.

It's all my fault!

The day I lost her, I felt like my whole world collapsed.

While feeling angry and injustice towards fate, I also felt boundless fear.

Fear of death.

I want to go with her, but I can't...

I'm afraid of dying.

I was so scared that I cried and eventually even fainted.

I'm such a loser.

But after waking up from that coma, I felt something change in myself.

In the days that followed, I began to have some unclear memories, living in a daze, and I became completely different from the person I used to be.

I feel like I've become a different person, filled with murderous desires, aggressive, and more suspicious...

Having lost my purpose in life, a new idea came to my mind—I want revenge.

Avenge her.

I returned to our hometown and found everyone who had ever bullied her, making them pay the price they owed her for so long.

Even if they have forgotten, I will not forget, and neither will she.

I remember every face of every person, every perpetrator, so clearly!

But after I finished doing all that, I was somewhat lost in the thrill of power.

When I started wanting to take revenge on others, on those who hadn't lent us a helping hand...

I met someone.

A young woman with golden eyes and long silver hair exuded a repulsive aura.

I remember she looked regretful at the time, and it seemed like she was saying to me, "Why did it end like this? She wouldn't want to see you continue like this."

I felt like I'd seen her somewhere before, but I couldn't quite place it.

Driven by desire, I seemed to rush towards her, wanting to torment those people as I had before...

Then, the nightmare began.

That woman was like a demon.

She repeatedly threw me down, breaking my ribs, which healed, then broke again...

Time and time again, over and over, until I felt my body and mind separating, and I was on the verge of a complete breakdown.

I can't remember when she stopped, and I can't remember anything else she said, but her last sentence is etched deep in my soul.

"You can't attack ordinary people, otherwise I will personally eliminate you."

When I regained my senses, I found myself in the restaurant's kitchen.

There are no restaurants with my wife.

I dared not go out, surviving on the leftover food in the freezer. I huddled in the shadows, afraid that the devilish woman would come knocking on my door again.

Half a year, a year?

I can't remember clearly, but I do remember that about two weeks ago, the last of the food was eaten, but I still didn't dare to go out.

After a week of starvation, I seemed to be hallucinating, as if I was half-asleep and half-awake, occasionally drawing something with my own blood, something very important...

Then one day, I suddenly woke up because I felt a breath that made me thirsty approach!

I saw the other person through the crack in the door.

It was a man, a man who exuded a sweet fragrance!

But before I could do anything, he turned around and glanced at me, and I completely lost consciousness...

It was painful at first, but it quickly became comfortable, like being back in my wife's arms.

But then, I don't know what happened, I felt like my body was being constantly drained, then healed, then drained again...

Repeatedly, over and over again, this feeling seems familiar.

This time, however, it wasn't painful; in fact, it felt quite comfortable.

Finally, the feeling of being drained disappeared, and my consciousness gradually returned.

The moment I woke up, I saw a young man with a face that I envied—the same person I had just seen!

Are you still ashamed because of what happened to your wife?

Unexpected words made my original words stuck in my throat, and the pain and regret that I had deliberately forgotten surged into my heart, and tears flowed involuntarily.

With a gentle smile on his face, he gently tidied my messy hair and said softly:

"This is not the end yet. Fulfilling your past wishes is the best way to atone for your sins."

"Aren't you right?"

The warm words stimulated my fragile tear ducts, and the tears that had been suppressed for a long time burst forth again. Ignoring the pain in my body, I choked back tears and nodded.

I've never seen an angel in my life, but the man in front of me felt as gentle as an angel.

Then, I saw the man reveal a gentle and elegant smile, and speak softly:

"I'll let you go this time, but remember to reform yourself and start anew when you go in."

!!!

My tears stopped, and a sudden, intense fear that I had subconsciously ignored swept over me. I felt as if the man in front of me had revealed his true, ferocious nature in an instant.

他 说:

"You must obey orders and not lay a hand on ordinary people."

"Otherwise, I will destroy you with my own hands."

"Did you understand?"

…………

I nodded tremblingly, and the man nodded in satisfaction, his slender fingers pointing towards my brow.

Everything went black, and I fainted again...

In the end, I had only one thought in my mind.

It seems that setting my sights on him was the second act of courage I've ever shown in my life.

Chapter Fifty-Five: Are you ready?

"Okay, that's settled then."

Looking at the unconscious Fu Yong, Ning Feng's smile faded, and he sighed.

She's a person with a tragic fate.

"What, you have a lot to say?"

Unlike Ning Feng, who seemed somewhat sentimental, Ariana was radiant, perhaps excited about the impending trouble.

"I do have some feelings about this person; I've met him before."

I've seen this younger sister before... ah, no.

After reporting the man's information to the Watchers, they quickly obtained detailed information about this "Fuyong".

It was at the moment he saw Fu Yong's old photos that Ning Feng finally finished searching his memory and remembered where he had seen him before.

Although he couldn't recognize the abandoned kitchen, Ning Feng had been dragged out to eat at this small restaurant by Jiang Wan a few times during his vacations.

The taste is ordinary, the business is unremarkable; it's just an ordinary little shop on a city street with no special features.

Logically speaking, even if Ning Feng has an exceptional memory, he shouldn't be able to remember such a shop clearly.

As for why he was so impressed, it was because the shop owners, a couple, gave him a very special feeling.

"In my memory, he was a somewhat taciturn and honest-looking man."

The man never spoke while serving the food, but anyone could see the deep affection between him and his wife when their eyes met.

Ning Feng didn't know their story, but he did feel a sense of familiarity in their every move as they passed around the dishes.