Chapter 14: Actively Seeking Abuse Again (Bonus Update 4)
Lu Zhiyin was pushed all the way home by Leng Qing Qiu.
Leng Qing Qiu deliberately slowed down, allowing Lu Zhiyin to clearly see the street go from crowded to empty, and the sky from bright to dark. As time passed, her worry for Long Qinxin deepened.
At the same time, she became increasingly uneasy.
Even after Leng Qing Qiu brought her back into the familiar living room and closed the door, Lu Zhiyin was still unable to shake off her unease.
She maneuvered her wheelchair to turn, and Leng Qing Qiu, with a very aggressive gaze, met her eyes.
“Gulp…”
Swallowing, she maneuvered her wheelchair into the kitchen, took a fruit knife from the cabinet, washed it clean, and returned to the living room.
“Here.”
Handing the fruit knife to Leng Qing Qiu, Lu Zhiyin’s eyes dimmed.
“…”
Without saying a word, Leng Qing Qiu simply took the knife and watched her with leisurely amusement.
“…Sigh…”
After a prolonged silence, Lu Zhiyin took a deep breath.
She suppressed her shame, unzipped her school uniform, and took off her coat.
“You want to do something to me, don’t you?”
She opened her mouth, her voice soft, her gaze fixed on the blade of the fruit knife in Leng Qing Qiu’s hand.
“Mhm.”
Leng Qing Qiu did not deny it, merely continuing to watch Lu Zhiyin. All her emotions were well hidden.
“…”
Lu Zhiyin fell silent.
She slowly removed all her clothes and threw them far away.
The air was a bit chilly, and Lu Zhiyin shivered. She looked at Leng Qing Qiu, her cheeks rapidly flushing.
Reaching out, she grabbed Leng Qing Qiu’s hand holding the knife, bowed her head, letting her hair obscure her vision.
She had a rough idea of what Leng Qing Qiu liked to see, but she found it difficult to verbalize her request for Leng Qing Qiu to cut her. Thus, she could only express her submission through actions.
Leng Qing Qiu remained silent. She looked at Lu Zhiyin, who had voluntarily shed all her clothes, her Adam’s apple bobbing.
A girl’s body was indeed alluring. She seemed to be able to understand those who committed filthy acts for desire.
She broke free from Lu Zhiyin’s grasp, grabbed Lu Zhiyin’s neck, and lifted the girl from the wheelchair.
“Cough cough…”
The girl began to cough. She should have struggled, but her hands, raised halfway, stopped.
She had proactively handed Leng Qing Qiu the knife, so what was the point of struggling now?
Thinking this, Lu Zhiyin endured the sensation of not getting enough air.
She could barely breathe.
Fortunately, Leng Qing Qiu didn’t hold her up for too long. Soon, Leng Qing Qiu tightened her grip and threw Lu Zhiyin onto the ground.
“Mmmph… Cough cough cough… Ha… Ha…”
She cried out in pain, followed by continuous gasping.
Her back collided with the hard ceramic tiles, and Lu Zhiyin’s body could barely withstand it. The impact of her back of the head against the tiles made her feel somewhat dizzy.
Her vision blurred.
“…Zhiyin.”
Softly speaking Lu Zhiyin’s name, Leng Qing Qiu brushed aside the hair obscuring the girl’s face.
Leng Qing Qiu looked at the girl’s red eyes, which were filled with pain and haziness, but no hatred.
Perhaps it was merely hidden?
She touched the corner of the girl’s eyes with her finger, feeling a slight dampness.
The teary-eyed girl made Leng Qing Qiu’s heart beat faster.
Looking at the girl who had actively presented herself to be abused, Leng Qing Qiu obviously knew why.
To appease her, to make her anger subside.
Honestly, Leng Qing Qiu didn’t understand what was so important about Long Qinxin that Lu Zhiyin would endure such suffering.
However… it didn’t seem to matter. Since the person was already here, Leng Qing Qiu wouldn’t hold back.
Leng Qing Qiu held the fruit knife in one hand and stroked the girl’s soft abdomen with the other.
Lu Zhiyin hadn’t exercised much, so she naturally had no abs. Leng Qing Qiu poked the girl’s abdomen.
Her fingertip sank slightly into the flesh.
“…It tickles…”
Complaining softly and looking at the knife in Leng Qing Qiu’s hand, Lu Zhiyin was, to be honest, still quite scared.
She wasn’t sure if Leng Qing Qiu would suddenly go mad and end her life.
“…”
Ignoring Lu Zhiyin, Leng Qing Qiu pressed the knife against the girl’s abdomen.
She considered what she should do.
Should she just make a few cuts, or stab the knife into her body?
If it were the former, the advantage would be that the wounds would heal quickly and it wouldn’t be too dangerous.
The advantage of the latter would be that Lu Zhiyin would have to stay in the hospital and be unable to see Long Qinxin and Qin An for a while. The disadvantage was that it might lead to Lu Zhiyin’s death.
After a moment of thought, Leng Qing Qiu chose the former. She didn’t want her childhood friend to die too soon.
Gazing at the girl’s face, Leng Qing Qiu noticed that Lu Zhiyin had brought her wrist to her mouth, seemingly ready to endure the pain.
Focusing her attention, Leng Qing Qiu didn’t want to miss any change in the girl’s facial expression.
Her hand began to move, the blade slicing across the girl’s abdomen, moving diagonally from left to right. Leng Qing Qiu’s movements were slow.
“Mmm… Mmm…”
Biting down hard, Lu Zhiyin’s teeth pierced her forearm, and a salty taste filled her mouth.
The pain in her abdomen wasn’t severe, in fact, it could be described as mild. Leng Qing Qiu’s force was not strong, and the pain in her abdomen was less than the pain Lu Zhiyin inflicted on herself by biting.
However, Lu Zhiyin knew clearly that Leng Qing Qiu’s methods of abuse wouldn’t stop there.
A look of fear appeared on Lu Zhiyin’s face.
“…”
Sniffing the smell of blood in the air, Leng Qing Qiu did not stop after creating a wound across the girl’s abdomen. She continued downwards, reaching the girl’s right thigh.
She glanced at the position of the knife with her peripheral vision.
Confirming that the knife had reached an area with less dense blood vessels, she stood the knife up, changing the cut into a stab.
“Wuuu…!”
The blade sank into the flesh. The piercing pain made Lu Zhiyin’s eyes widen. Fear and pain reached their peak simultaneously. She furrowed her brow, tears streaming down her cheeks and onto the floor.
Watching the girl’s embarrassed state of pain, Leng Qing Qiu released her hand.
She let the fruit knife remain embedded in Lu Zhiyin’s thigh, admiring the girl’s expression with a touch of infatuation.
After a while, she pulled the knife out.
Blood began to spurt out like a small fountain, and Lu Zhiyin’s face rapidly paled.
Leng Qing Qiu found a first-aid kit and stopped Lu Zhiyin’s bleeding.
Apart from the final stab to the thigh, the other areas were merely thin red lines. They didn’t even require deliberate hemostasis, so the cleanup process went smoothly.
It was only after the knife was plunged into her thigh that Lu Zhiyin finally withdrew her wrist from her mouth.
She raised her hand, and saw neat teeth marks on her wrist. Fortunately, the bleeding wasn’t heavy.
Wiping away her tears, Lu Zhiyin slowly sat up.
The bone-chilling pain had not yet subsided and lingered in her mind.
“Leng Qing Qiu… are you no longer angry…?”
She asked softly.
“Mhm.”
Nodding, Leng Qing Qiu gave a low hum.
After witnessing Lu Zhiyin’s pathetic state, her mood had indeed improved considerably.
She reached out and gently stroked the blood streaks on the girl’s abdomen, her fingertips touching some warm blood. She felt satisfied.
