Chapter 27: Just a little tired
After being teased with ill intentions by Leng Qing Qiu, Leng Qing Qiu poured the noodles Lu Zhiyin made for her into the trash can and made dinner herself.
After dinner, Lu Zhiyin was pushed into the bathroom by Leng Qing Qiu. After Lu Zhiyin’s pleading and pledges of loyalty, Leng Qing Qiu finally agreed to let Lu Zhiyin bathe herself, and she found her casual clothes that she wore on holidays and gave them to Lu Zhiyin.
Unlike the bathroom in Lu Zhiyin’s house, Leng Qing Qiu’s bathroom had a threshold, and the wheelchair was inconvenient to push in. Leng Qing Qiu then picked Lu Zhiyin up and placed her in a basin, filling the basin with water.
After doing all this, Leng Qing Qiu left and returned to the living room.
“…”
In the bathroom, Lu Zhiyin, undressed, remained silent. She touched the teeth marks left by Long Qinxin on her neck, and her mood was extremely bad.
Today was probably one of the worst days of her life… Oh, that’s not quite right. Ever since she came to this world, every day had been terrible.
If you ask why she hasn’t gone to die despite such a terrible life, it’s because at least she has hope while alive, but if she dies, she will have nothing left.
Death is a very heavy topic, and the expectations and emotions contained in the simple two words, life, cannot be easily discarded.
Lu Zhiyin thought that she was probably similar to those people who often talked about suicide over trivial matters. She might not seem to care much on the surface, but in reality, she desired to live more than anyone else.
“… Heh…”
Sighing, Lu Zhiyin felt a little tired.
She temporarily ignored the numerous scars on her body and used her hand to scoop up hot water from the basin and pour it on herself.
The warm water could not soothe her fatigue. While mechanically repeating the action of pouring water, Lu Zhiyin enumerated the burdens on her body.
She had to repay the money owed to Leng Qing Qiu, repair the flood-damaged house, protect Long Qinxin from being killed by Leng Qing Qiu, and also go on a date with Long Qinxin on the weekend. Furthermore, she still had Zhu and Qin An to win over.
These things were too much, so much that just thinking about them made Lu Zhiyin’s head ache incessantly.
“… When will I be able to go home?”
Softly asking herself, Lu Zhiyin looked at the delicate skin on her body again.
She hoped she could change back to being a male when she returned.
Lowering her head with a heavy heart, Lu Zhiyin began to scrub herself meticulously.
After staying in the steamy bathroom for more than half an hour, until the hot water in the basin had cooled, Lu Zhiyin carefully climbed out of the basin, haphazardly dried herself with a towel, and put on the clothes Leng Qing Qiu had prepared for her.
A fleece-lined white hoodie and black trousers. Perhaps Lu Zhiyin should be grateful that Leng Qing Qiu’s wardrobe had almost no skirts, which saved her from further embarrassment.
After putting on the clothes, Lu Zhiyin knocked on the bathroom door.
After waiting for about two minutes, Leng Qing Qiu rushed over to open the door and put Lu Zhiyin back into the wheelchair.
Pushing Lu Zhiyin back to the living room, Leng Qing Qiu began to blow-dry Lu Zhiyin’s hair.
“… Does your stomach still hurt?”
While attending to Lu Zhiyin’s hair, Leng Qing Qiu asked her.
“…”
Lu Zhiyin couldn’t quite understand Leng Qing Qiu’s meaning. Was she planning to hit her again? Or was she genuinely concerned about her?
“It’s okay… it doesn’t hurt much anymore…”
Pressing her lips together, Lu Zhiyin still answered Leng Qing Qiu’s question truthfully.
When Leng Qing Qiu had hit her, she had probably held back some strength, enough not to actually kill her.
“Doesn’t hurt much means you’re still in some pain?”
Leng Qing Qiu touched Lu Zhiyin’s abdomen and then said nothing further. However, Lu Zhiyin didn’t expect her to offer any compensation anyway.
“… Leng Qing Qiu, I want to ask you a question.”
After hesitating for a moment, Lu Zhiyin blinked her eyes and gently grasped Leng Qing Qiu’s hand in front of her.
Leng Qing Qiu’s hand was not rough; it was slightly larger than Lu Zhiyin’s hand, and her fingers were longer.
“Mm, ask.”
“How did you earn so much money?”
Lu Zhiyin had no ulterior motive in asking these questions; she was simply curious.
After Lu Zhiyin asked the question, Leng Qing Qiu was silent for a moment.
“Just killing and robbing. You know, I’ve killed many people. Those who engage in prostitution and body disposal usually don’t have much money, but human traffickers, those scumbags, have a lot of money. These people mostly conduct transactions in cash, which luckily falls into my hands. Usually, killing a human trafficker and buyer once can bring in anywhere from tens of thousands to over a hundred thousand yuan, and occasionally hundreds of thousands. Of course, there aren’t many such people, and it takes a long time to find them.”
Leng Qing Qiu’s tone was calm, but what she said was far from ordinary.
Human traffickers couldn’t possibly act alone, nor would they be unarmed.
“Is it very dangerous?”
Squeezing Leng Qing Qiu’s finger, Lu Zhiyin continued to ask.
“Are you worried about me? There’s nothing to worry about. Although these human traffickers usually move in groups of three to five, and they have weapons like baseball bats and knives in their cars, they are still no match for me. I’ve never been injured dealing with those people.”
Her words were filled with strong confidence, as if dealing with human traffickers was a very simple matter.
“… Then your hand?”
Lu Zhiyin naturally didn’t believe it. She pointed to Leng Qing Qiu’s injured arm.
If Leng Qing Qiu was as formidable as she claimed, she probably wouldn’t have gotten injured.
“… It was an unexpected surprise attack. I didn’t expect that cowardly Long Qinxin to suddenly become so bold.”
Her eyes narrowed. As soon as Long Qinxin was mentioned, Leng Qing Qiu became somewhat annoyed, and the movement of her hand became a little distorted, making the nozzle of the hair dryer bump against Lu Zhiyin’s head.
“…”
Lu Zhiyin remained silent, not crying out in pain, but just staying quiet.
She could feel Leng Qing Qiu’s dissatisfaction with Long Qinxin. If she said too much, it might provoke her, so it was better to say nothing.
Thinking this, Lu Zhiyin closed her eyes.
Only when Leng Qing Qiu had calmed down did Lu Zhiyin open her eyes again.
“Do you only make money this way?”
She continued to inquire about the matter of money.
“I occasionally participate in illegal boxing matches, but not often. The people there are very insidious, and they don’t pay much.”
“… Mmmph…”
Opening her mouth, Lu Zhiyin still wanted to ask something, but Leng Qing Qiu covered her mouth.
“Why is it that after just taking a bath, you’ve become so talkative?”
Shaking her head, Leng Qing Qiu became a little impatient.
“… I’m just a little tired.”
Mentally and physically tired.
Upon hearing Lu Zhiyin’s reason, Leng Qing Qiu fell into a long silence. She thought, yes, her childhood friend had suffered so much abuse recently, she should be tired.
“… If you’re tired, go rest.”
After a long silence, Leng Qing Qiu stroked Lu Zhiyin’s hair. After confirming that her hair was dry, Leng Qing Qiu carried Lu Zhiyin back to the bedroom.
Placing Lu Zhiyin’s phone beside her, Leng Qing Qiu herself had no intention of sleeping so early.
She sat in front of the computer desk, opened her computer, and searched for ways to relax.
