Chapter 35: Bloody
After parting with Long Qinxin, Lu Zhiyin walked alone in the direction of home.
“…Sigh…”
She sighed, looking at the bouquet of roses in her arms and the elegant dress on her body, unsure of what to do with these things.
If she brought them back rashly, and Leng Qing Qiu saw them, it would probably be another torment, and Long Qinxin would also be implicated.
But if she didn’t bring them back… the flowers were nothing, but she really couldn’t bear to throw away the clothes.
After all, they cost tens of thousands of yuan.
Frowning, her heart filled with frustration, Lu Zhiyin casually threw the roses into a trash can as she passed by a street corner.
She thought she could perhaps return to her messy room first to change her clothes, and temporarily hide this exorbitant dress in that room?
Making a hasty decision, under the afternoon sun, Lu Zhiyin sped up the pace of turning her wheelchair tires.
By the time her home appeared in sight, she was already feeling tired.
“…Huff… Huff…”
Breathing heavily, the young girl wiped the fine sweat from her forehead.
Pushing aside her bangs, which were damp with sweat, Lu Zhiyin’s vision landed on someone she didn’t particularly want to see.
Dressed in black, Leng Qing Qiu was leaning against the door, watching her leisurely.
Her heart skipped a beat, and Lu Zhiyin almost lost all her color. She really hadn’t expected Leng Qing Qiu to be back so early.
How should she explain where she had been? Hmm… she probably didn’t need to explain.
Her palms started to sweat, Lu Zhiyin pursed her lips and forced herself to keep moving.
When she arrived in front of Leng Qing Qiu, Leng Qing Qiu reached out and steadied her wheelchair.
“…”
Speechless, no questions, no blame.
Leng Qing Qiu simply looked at Lu Zhiyin in silence, her gaze moving from top to bottom, encountering the layers of elaborate, undeniably expensive long dress, and the white stockings on her legs.
Her childhood friend, who rarely wore dresses, looked beautiful, but Leng Qing Qiu was not happy.
She didn’t need to think to know that her childhood friend had gone to see Long Qinxin. As for what they did privately and how their relationship had developed so quickly that Long Qinxin bought such an expensive outfit for Lu Zhiyin, Leng Qing Qiu couldn’t figure it out.
She had originally intended to catch the thugs hired by Long Qinxin to target her. There were five of them, each with a different residence, so she shouldn’t have returned so early.
Unfortunately, those five happened to gather at the same person’s house, allowing Leng Qing Qiu to round them all up.
On her way home, Leng Qing Qiu should have been happy, as she would have had more time to spend with her childhood friend and toy. That was until she got home and found an empty house.
Disappointment and anger filled her heart. After obtaining irrefutable evidence from the five thugs, confirming that Long Qinxin had hired them, Leng Qing Qiu killed the five men and then quietly waited outside the door for Lu Zhiyin to return.
Her murderous intent towards Long Qinxin grew stronger, and she also felt a surge of anger towards Lu Zhiyin, who was so deeply entangled with Long Qinxin.
“…I’m sorry…”
After a long silence, it was Lu Zhiyin who finally broke it, apologizing proactively as always.
Leng Qing Qiu remained silent, only moving closer to Lu Zhiyin.
As they got closer, Lu Zhiyin caught a strong scent of blood from Leng Qing Qiu.
She had probably killed someone again.
“…Did you go out to see Long Qinxin?”
Reaching out, Leng Qing Qiu patted Lu Zhiyin’s cheek with her palm.
She didn’t use much force, and it didn’t hurt, but it made Lu Zhiyin feel extremely humiliated.
“…Mm…”
Lu Zhiyin knew she couldn’t hide anything. Leng Qing Qiu just needed to see her clothes to guess most of it.
After all, Lu Zhiyin herself didn’t have the money to buy such things, and the only person she knew who could be considered a friend was Long Qinxin.
“Didn’t I tell you not to go out?”
Her tone was as calm as ever, but beneath that calmness lay immense danger.
Leng Qing Qiu was always like this, hiding her anger in silence, waiting for others to discover it.
“…Sorry…”
Unable to articulate anything, Lu Zhiyin could only apologize again.
Leng Qing Qiu sighed without a sound.
She pushed open the door and wheeled Lu Zhiyin inside.
“…? Heh…”
As soon as she entered, a pungent smell of blood assailed her. When Lu Zhiyin saw the full picture of the living room, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and her face quickly turned pale.
The curtains in the living room were drawn, and the bright white light illuminated the entire room.
Blood stains were everywhere, the white ceramic tiles stained with blood, and blood-stained knives were casually tossed into the pool of blood.
“…”
Maintaining her silence, Leng Qing Qiu closed the door and pushed Lu Zhiyin toward the coffee table.
“This is… you… *gag*… cough cough… *gag*…”
Covering her neck, Lu Zhiyin bent over, gagging uncontrollably. A feeling of nausea overwhelmed her, and bitter acid welled up in her throat, burning it, before she forced herself to swallow it back down.
On the coffee table, five heads were piled on top of each other. Beneath the coffee table were dismembered body parts – hands, feet, organs, and various body parts were mixed together.
The sight of yellow fat and red blood stung Lu Zhiyin’s eyes.
She was more flustered than ever before.
While Lu Zhiyin was gagging, Leng Qing Qiu had already picked up a knife from the pool of blood.
Because of the Long Qinxin incident, Leng Qing Qiu could no longer trust Lu Zhiyin and decided to teach her a lesson.
Placing the blood-stained knife against Lu Zhiyin’s neck, Leng Qing Qiu took Lu Zhiyin’s phone out of her pocket.
“Tomorrow, ask Long Qinxin out.”
She gave the calm order. Tomorrow, Leng Qing Qiu would kill Long Qinxin, and in front of Lu Zhiyin.
Lu Zhiyin knew what Leng Qing Qiu was thinking.
“…You said you wouldn’t kill her.”
Refusing to take the phone Leng Qing Qiu offered, Lu Zhiyin clenched her fist.
She couldn’t stand by and watch Long Qinxin die.
As Lu Zhiyin finished speaking, Leng Qing Qiu said nothing, merely forcefully thrust the knife into the young girl’s lower abdomen. This time, she didn’t hold back.
“…Lu Zhiyin, have you misunderstood something?”
Her voice icy cold, Leng Qing Qiu casually pulled the knife out. The girl in front of her immediately curled up, clutching her abdomen.
The blood stained the blue Lolita dress with a touch of red.
“…Ugh… ugh… huff…”
The intense pain rendered Lu Zhiyin speechless, only managing to gasp for breath.
“I am an extremely wicked criminal. Knowing my criminal acts, it is already great mercy that I haven’t killed you. If you dare to defy me again, you will end up like these corpses.”
Leng Qing Qiu had a clear understanding of herself.
Leng Qing Qiu was a villain, not a savior. If Lu Zhiyin dared to disobey her orders and go out on her own today, tomorrow she would dare to sell herself to the police.
“…”
Silently, Lu Zhiyin’s vision blurred from the intense pain. She sensed an almost tangible killing intent in Leng Qing Qiu’s words.
If she refused further… she would die…
Making this judgment, Lu Zhiyin laboriously took the phone.
Her fingers, still stained with her own blood, slid across the screen. Lu Zhiyin painstakingly opened the chat window with Long Qinxin.
“See you at the park tomorrow.”
Typing a few characters hastily, Lu Zhiyin no longer had the strength to do anything else.
She fainted from the excruciating pain in her abdomen.
