Chapter 34: Sleeping Together What a Joke (II) ” [陾II!I肆疤玐思U么的, Terrible, very terrible.
After showering, Leng Qing Qiu pushed Lou Zhiyin, who was dressed, out of the bathroom and into the living room. The sky had completely darkened, and she had no idea what time it was.
Pushed to a power strip, Leng Qing Qiu found a hairdryer and comb and began to style Lou Zhiyin’s beautiful gray-white long hair.
“Mmm…” Lou Zhiyin had no desire to resist, nor did she have any reason to.
Leng Qing Qiu’s fingers occasionally brushed through her hair, sometimes touching her scalp. It felt ticklish, but rather comfortable? Lou Zhiyin was a bit bewildered as to why Leng Qing Qiu, who was holding a comb, kept using her fingers to comb her hair. However, the answer to this question wasn’t important, as it wouldn’t cause her any harm.
While Leng Qing Qiu was styling her hair, Lou Zhiyin sat obediently in her wheelchair. Through the gaps in her hanging hair, she looked at her hands. After the bandages were removed, the gruesome wounds on her hands were revealed. Much of her skin had peeled off, and she didn’t know how long it would take to heal. The joints were particularly severely injured. Those areas had very little flesh to begin with, and now she could almost see the bone. Well, that was just an exaggeration; it wasn’t quite that bad. In short, Lou Zhiyin’s hands were not a pretty sight, all thanks to Qin An.
Lou Zhiyin felt that if she went to school tomorrow, Qin An might come to cause trouble for her again. She should probably be grateful that Leng Qing Qiu had taken leave for her.
“…Thank you for taking leave for me.” She thanked her softly, her voice very low, almost drowned out by the sound of the hairdryer. What had happened in the bathroom earlier made her too embarrassed to speak to Leng Qing Qiu normally. Even though nothing improper had happened, having her body seen by someone else was truly embarrassing and shameful. Lou Zhiyin felt that her female self was even more sensitive than a normal woman.
Beside Lou Zhiyin, Leng Qing Qiu did not speak and did not pause her actions. Lou Zhiyin thought Leng Qing Qiu must not have heard her, but she didn’t dare to repeat herself, so the matter of thanks was dropped. In reality, Leng Qing Qiu had heard Lou Zhiyin, she just didn’t know how to respond, so she chose to remain silent and pretend she hadn’t heard. After all, taking leave for Lou Zhiyin wasn’t for Lou Zhiyin’s own good, but rather for her own strange emotions.
While drying Lou Zhiyin’s hair, Leng Qing Qiu thought about how to tie Lou Zhiyin down more securely. Perhaps she should let Lou Zhiyin know more things while also treating her better? The image of Lou Zhiyin naked in the bathroom, along with her various scars and bruises, came to mind. She looked truly pathetic. As her thoughts drifted, Leng Qing Qiu’s movements unconsciously became rougher. A lock of long hair was pulled from Lou Zhiyin’s head.
“Hiss…” Lou Zhiyin cried out in pain, her body trembling. She turned her head.
“Ah… Sorry, I was spacing out.” After looking at the lock of white hair in her hand, Leng Qing Qiu smiled sheepishly, then turned off the hairdryer and casually combed Lou Zhiyin’s hair again.
“It’s okay.” Lou Zhiyin dared not show anger, and shook her head slightly. She then lowered her head, like a quail.
Leng Qing Qiu pushed Lou Zhiyin into her bedroom and stopped the wheelchair in front of the computer desk before turning on the computer. After a brief startup time, the computer screen lit up. The wallpaper was the default one, unchanged. Leng Qing Qiu didn’t like flashy things. In her wheelchair, Lou Zhiyin slightly raised her head, looking curiously at Leng Qing Qiu’s computer. There wasn’t a single game on the desktop; it was mostly folders. Clicking on one casually, the folder contained scenes of extreme gore that made one nauseous. There were countless dismembered people.
“I am not a good person.” Turning her head, Leng Qing Qiu saw Lou Zhiyin’s pale face. She preferred Lou Zhiyin’s flushed face over this one.
“…” Lou Zhiyin dared not say anything and could only nod stiffly. She wanted to leave and not look at Leng Qing Qiu’s computer. Her hands touched the wheels of the wheelchair, and a burning pain shot through her palms. She then realized that her hand injury was indeed quite serious. She needed bandages to protect herself.
“Zhiyin, you are my accomplice. There are many things that you should know.” Noticing Lou Zhiyin’s attempt to escape, she grabbed one of Lou Zhiyin’s hands, trying her best not to touch her wounds, and attempted to comfort her. Lou Zhiyin did not calm down due to her comfort; her body continued to tremble. Leng Qing Qiu was not very good at handling such situations. She simply gave up trying to comfort Lou Zhiyin.
“This one is someone who snatched a child’s belongings in front of me… This one is an animal who raped three underage girls… And this one is a pickpocket who stole someone’s wallet in broad daylight…” As the mouse hovered over one bloody picture after another, Leng Qing Qiu did not forget to explain why the people in the pictures had died. The more she spoke, the more frightened Lou Zhiyin became. Was Leng Qing Qiu a bit too extreme? Many of the people she killed didn’t deserve death, did they? Especially the pickpocket who stole the wallet. While thieves are despicable, what if he had some hidden difficulties?
“Isn’t this… a bit too extreme? Many of them didn’t deserve to die…” Looking at the bloody pictures, Lou Zhiyin couldn’t help but voice her true thoughts. As soon as she said it, she regretted it. Did she really have the right to criticize Leng Qing Qiu now?
Leng Qing Qiu showed no particular reaction. She just glanced at Lou Zhiyin quietly. That fleeting glance sent a shiver down Lou Zhiyin’s spine. She feared suffering the same fate as the people in the photos.
“…” Annoyed by Lou Zhiyin’s words, Leng Qing Qiu flipped through some of the saved pictures again before closing the computer. She then went to get a glass of hot water and fed Lou Zhiyin fever reducer.
“Forget it, let’s go to bed early.” Saying this, Leng Qing Qiu pushed Lou Zhiyin towards her bed.
“…Ah, that, I’ll sleep on the sofa in the living room.” Sitting in the wheelchair, Lou Zhiyin kept looking at the bedroom door. After seeing those bloody pictures, she didn’t want to share a room with Leng Qing Qiu.
Leng Qing Qiu once again ignored Lou Zhiyin’s words. She carried Lou Zhiyin onto the bed herself and tucked her into the covers. She then lay down beside Lou Zhiyin, without making any movement, just lying there quietly. Lying on her back, Lou Zhiyin stared at the ceiling, her entire body stiff. She had taken medicine not long ago, and sleepiness began to set in, but thinking of Leng Qing Qiu lying beside her, she didn’t dare to close her eyes.
As time ticked by, Leng Qing Qiu beside her had already fallen asleep, but Lou Zhiyin was still awake. After an unknown amount of time with her eyes open, she finally fell asleep, feeling exhausted.
