After entering the fingerprint, he opened the villa door and went inside.
Pak, a very faint sound of the door closing.
Chi Cheng has lived here for so many years that even in the dim light, he can effortlessly avoid all obstacles and walked up the spiral staircase to An Ran's bedroom on the second floor.
The bedroom door was locked.
But it didn't trouble him at all.
Chi Cheng took out a key and opened An Ran's room door, gently pushing it open.
The young girl was lying on the bed, her breathing steady.
Chi Cheng just quietly watched her, for quite a long time.
She slept peacefully, without moving, her face resting on the back of her hand.
She seemed to be dreaming.
A soft mumble, "Chi brother..."
Those three words caused the string named rationality in Chi Cheng to snap completely.
Just because she had called him Chi brother.
Not brother.
Chi brother.
Little An Ran used to call him that way.
Holding her cheek with one hand, Chi Cheng softly said, "An Ran..."
