Chapter 36: Exhortation (1)
In the dark night, Lu Zhiyin was woken by pain.
Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her beautiful face was very pale.
She had a nightmare. She dreamed that she died, and she dreamed of how grief-stricken her parents would be after her death.
Perhaps many people regard life as something that can be discarded at any time, but Lu Zhiyin is different. She can complain about her life, and she can also talk about death due to various dissatisfactions in life.
But if she were really made to die… she couldn’t do it, not only because of her attachments to the human world, but also because of her fear of the unknown world.
“Cough cough… cough…”
Coughing incessantly, Lu Zhiyin opened her eyes with some difficulty.
There was still a strong smell of blood in her nostrils. The living room was very dark, but Lu Zhiyin could still see the outline of the heads on the coffee table, as well as the disgusting body parts under the coffee table.
Lu Zhiyin felt nauseous again, but she held it back.
The throbbing pain in her abdomen made her almost unbearable. Fortunately, she still held her phone in her hand.
By pressing the side key of the phone, Lu Zhiyin lit up the screen. She used the phone screen to see her face clearly.
Her face was very pale, and there were still some dried bloodstains on her jaw and cheeks.
There were also some dried bloodstains on the phone screen. Lu Zhiyin closed her eyes slightly.
She had been seeing blood often lately. She seemed to be somewhat disgusted with the color red.
“Really? We can still have a date tomorrow? That’s great.”
“When are we going to the park, Zhiyin?”
“Are you busy? It’s okay, I’ll wait for you in the park early. If possible, can you wear today’s dress to see me, Zhiyin?”
In the chat box, Long Qinxin had replied to her with many messages. From the text, one could tell her joy.
“Remember to wear a stab-proof vest and bring pepper spray. If possible, bring more self-defense items, and it’s best to drive your car over.”
After sending many meaningless words at once, Lu Zhiyin clicked to send the message. She then looked at Long Qinxin’s last message from yesterday.
“A dress? Heh…”
Opening the flashlight on her phone, the white light made Lu Zhiyin’s vision much clearer.
Temporarily ignoring the blood on the ceramic tiles and the disgusting body parts, Lu Zhiyin shone the flashlight on her dress.
The light blue dress was stained with a large patch of red, and the white stockings also had quite a bit of bloodstains.
Lu Zhiyin looked at her palm again. Her palm was covered with her own blood.
She gently pushed aside the opening on her dress made by Leng Qing Qiu. What met her eyes was a somewhat hideous wound. Leng Qing Qiu didn’t seem to have done any treatment for her. If it weren’t for her luck, she would probably have died from excessive blood loss.
Or rather, it wasn’t luck, but that the so-called deity didn’t want her to die so easily and wanted to torment her more?
Lu Zhiyin didn’t know.
Pushing the wheels of the wheelchair, Lu Zhiyin slowly moved to Leng Qing Qiu’s bedroom.
She tried to push the door, but it didn’t budge. It seemed to be locked.
“…Sigh… Leng Qing Qiu, are you asleep?”
She knocked on the door. Although surviving the disaster was already a great fortune, she still had to find Leng Qing Qiu and try to make some more efforts to increase Long Qinxin’s chance of survival.
Lu Zhiyin knocked on the door for a long time, but no one responded. Only silence. This silence, mixed with the smell of blood in the living room, made Lu Zhiyin feel uneasy.
She continued to knock on the door.
After a long time, there was finally some movement in the bedroom.
With a slight click, the light in the living room turned on. The sudden strong light flashed into Lu Zhiyin’s eyes, and physiological tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
Lu Zhiyin saw the bloody handprints on the bedroom doorknob, and she felt a chill again.
Leng Qing Qiu seemed to be undergoing an unpredictable transformation. She wouldn’t have killed people in the living room before, nor would she have left the dismembered limbs of corpses here.
Lu Zhiyin thought that if Leng Qing Qiu continued like this, she might be caught by the police before Lu Zhiyin could expose her.
Frowning slightly, Lu Zhiyin pursed her lips.
Of course, she wanted to send Leng Qing Qiu to prison and let her accept due punishment, but everything should happen after she had “conquered” Leng Qing Qiu.
Although she didn’t know if she could live to complete the “conquest.”
Leng Qing Qiu was becoming more and more ruthless towards her.
“…”
Lost in thought outside the bedroom door, after a long time, Leng Qing Qiu opened the door.
She was wearing a white pajama, and looked at Lu Zhiyin with a cold gaze, without saying a word.
Her white clothes were in stark contrast to the bloody scene outside, which made Lu Zhiyin sway.
“Come in.”
After looking at Lu Zhiyin for a long time, Leng Qing Qiu finally let Lu Zhiyin into the bedroom.
She had indeed been somewhat maddened by anger, but now that she had gradually calmed down, she began to feel regret.
She hadn’t held back when she stabbed her earlier. After returning to the bedroom, it took a long time for her to start worrying about Lu Zhiyin’s life. She shouldn’t have been so rash.
“…”
Not knowing how to communicate with Lu Zhiyin for the moment, Leng Qing Qiu picked Lu Zhiyin up from the wheelchair and placed her on the bed, then took off Lu Zhiyin’s dress.
Lu Zhiyin offered no resistance, only looking at her fixedly.
“…Don’t look at me.”
Feeling guilty under Lu Zhiyin’s gaze, Leng Qing Qiu said coldly.
She found a first-aid kit in the room, took out antiseptic medicine, iodine, and bandages.
Holding these items, Leng Qing Qiu squatted by the window. She touched the wound on Lu Zhiyin’s abdomen.
The wound was covered with blood, looking somewhat dirty.
Dried blood, unlike the warm blood that had just flowed out of the body, had no aesthetic appeal in Leng Qing Qiu’s eyes.
“…”
Without saying anything, Lu Zhiyin did not close her eyes as Leng Qing Qiu asked. She just watched Leng Qing Qiu silently.
The cold touch on her abdomen made Lu Zhiyin’s body tremble, and her muscles involuntarily tensed.
“…Tsk…”
Gently patting Lu Zhiyin’s side, Leng Qing Qiu used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to wipe the bloodstains around the wound.
When she finished cleaning the bloodstains and was about to apply medicine, Lu Zhiyin grabbed her wrist.
“Leng Qing Qiu…”
Lu Zhiyin tried her best to calm herself down. Her voice was very soft and steady, without fear or a hint of pleading.
She placed herself on the same level as Leng Qing Qiu.
“Are you going to beg for mercy for Long Qinxin again?”
Without Lu Zhiyin having to say it, Leng Qing Qiu had already guessed what Lu Zhiyin wanted to say.
She stopped what she was doing.
“…Can you stop killing people?”
Instead of directly answering Leng Qing Qiu’s question, Lu Zhiyin chose to answer a question with a question.
The anger that had originally subsided in Leng Qing Qiu’s heart reignited.
She reached out and grabbed Lu Zhiyin’s neck.
“Is Long Qinxin that important to you?”
With a hint of brutality in her eyes, Leng Qing Qiu lost her composure.
“…”
Lu Zhiyin remained silent and did not struggle, just calmly looking at Leng Qing Qiu.
