Going Home..

"Then let's set off."

After completing the checkout procedures, Ye Feng placed his hands on the wheelchair's armrests and spoke to Shen Mengli, who was seated in it.

"The rain has stopped by now, so it's time for us to go home."

"Go... home."

At first, Shen Mengli was still lingering in the afterglow of their seaside trip, but the moment she heard Ye Feng mention "home," the smile on her face froze.

It was because the unsettling scenes from her hallucination resurfaced in her mind, as if warning her against letting such things happen.

Yet, no matter how much she pondered, Shen Mengli couldn't figure out how to determine the reality of this vision.

If she told Ye Feng about it, given his attitude toward her, he would most likely dismiss it as a joke. On the other hand, she wasn’t sure whether this hallucination was related to the side effects he had mentioned before. She didn’t want to risk annoying him with baseless claims. And deep down, she had another reason—her own selfishness.

She knew that compared to Ye Feng’s two students and that mysterious woman, her own abilities were pitifully weak. But the silver lining was that Ye Feng seemed to favor her more, and their intimate interactions had tipped the scales slightly in her favor.

Right now, what concerned her most was whether the hallucination was a premonition of things to come. To verify it while ensuring Ye Feng wouldn’t suffer that terrifying fate, she decided to wait and observe. And the best place to do that was the orphanage!

Once she confirmed the truth of the vision, she would understand the purpose of this ability. Even without great strength, she could find another way.

"Mengli? Mengli?"

"Ah!"

Hearing Ye Feng’s voice, Shen Mengli snapped out of her thoughts and looked up at him, bewildered by his worried expression.

"What’s wrong, Xiao Feng?"

"Were you even listening to me? I asked if you wanted to buy any souvenirs here."

"No need."

Shen Mengli shook her head and proudly held up the little teddy bear plush in her hand.

"Having Xiao Feng is enough for me."

"......"

Ye Feng fell silent for a moment before smoothly changing the subject—a skill he excelled at.

"Ahem... It’s getting late. Let’s hurry and get in the car to go home."

"Okay."

......

"Hmm?"

As they neared their destination, Ye Feng frowned at the sky, now shrouded in dark clouds. The entire city was cast in a gloomy haze, oppressive enough to unsettle anyone.

Could it be... all true?

Shen Mengli watched the ominous weather with growing unease. In her vision, the bedroom had been pitch black—this eerie atmosphere seemed like a prelude to what she had foreseen.

No! I have to change this! Whether it’s just an illusion or a future that must be stopped, I won’t let it happen.

"Xiao Feng!"

After a long silence in the car, Shen Mengli suddenly spoke up.

"What is it, Mengli? Did you forget something?"

"No."

She shook her head and urgently grabbed Ye Feng’s sleeve.

"Can we go to the orphanage now? I want to share this good news with Matron and everyone there."

Ye Feng’s eyes lit up in realization. "You’re right. Matron would be overjoyed to hear this. I was so focused on your recovery that I forgot about them."

But then he hesitated, as if considering something.

"Still, our luggage is in the trunk. Shouldn’t we drop it off at home first before going?"

"N-no need! You can just leave the luggage at the orphanage for now. We can pick it up later."

Seeing her insistence, Ye Feng didn’t argue further. With a quick agreement, he changed their route and drove toward the orphanage.

......

The matron of the orphanage watched as the children sat obediently at the table, their eyes gleaming with anticipation at the breakfast spread before them. She couldn’t help but smile.

"Alright, children, you may eat now. The milk, eggs, and cupcakes were all sent by Sister Shen Mengli and Big Brother Ye Feng. Make sure to thank them next time you see them, okay?"

"Yes!"

The children chorused, with Wenwen’s voice ringing the loudest. Soon, the room filled with cheerful chatter as they dug into their meal.

The matron nodded at one of the teachers before retreating to her office. Sitting at her desk, she opened a drawer and stared thoughtfully at the card Ye Feng had given her.

Mr. Ye Feng is truly kind-hearted. Perhaps it was fate that brought someone so good into Mengli’s life.

But because of her legs, Mengli had grown reserved—lacking confidence in both social interactions and self-worth. If only a miracle could happen...

Just as the thought crossed her mind, a soft knock came at the door. Quickly, she tucked the card between the pages of a book and slid it back into the drawer.

"Who is it?"

"Matron, Mr. Ye Feng is here."

"Who? Mr. Ye Feng? Wait, I’ll be right there!"

Hearing the news, she hurried to the entrance. When she opened the door, she saw Ye Feng supporting Shen Mengli—who was standing on her own—both smiling at her.

At first, the matron didn’t register the change, greeting them warmly. "Mr. Ye Feng, if you and Mengli were coming, you should’ve told me! I could’ve prepared something."

"Matron!"

Only when Shen Mengli called out excitedly did the matron realize something was different. Then it hit her—Shen Mengli was standing at eye level with her. Years of familiarity had dulled her perception, but now, the truth struck her like lightning. Shen Mengli was miraculously on her feet, beaming at her.

"Am I... dreaming?"

The matron rubbed her eyes in disbelief, utterly stunned by the sight. She knew Shen Mengli’s condition better than anyone—after all, she had paid for the hospital visits years ago. The doctors had said Shen Mengli would never walk again. So seeing her standing there now left the matron utterly speechless.