Chapter 69: What are the consequences of deceiving her again? (1)
The rainy weather lasted for about a week.
During this time, the first thing Lu Zhiyin did every day when she woke up was to check if Long Qinxin had replied to her message.
She had never received a reply, and Long Qinxin seemed to have vanished into thin air, with no news. But Lu Zhiyin believed she had seen her message, she just didn’t want to reply.
“Sigh…”
For the umpteenth time during this period, Lu Zhiyin looked at her left wrist.
Her wrist was covered in dense teeth marks. Leng Qing Qiu had asked Lu Zhiyin why she did it, but Lu Zhiyin had brushed it off.
“…The rain has stopped.”
Her voice still carried the fatigue of just waking up. Lu Zhiyin pushed open the door and was met with thick clouds in the sky.
Although it was morning, the scenery outside was as dark as if it were night.
The dark clouds had not yet dispersed, but the rain had indeed stopped. She didn’t know if it would continue to rain later.
Lu Zhiyin took out her phone and, as usual, clicked on Long Qinxin’s profile picture. Looking at the chat box that remained unread, she closed her eyes.
She couldn’t continue waiting. A heavy boulder weighing a thousand jin seemed to be hanging high in her heart. If she didn’t go and make things clear with Long Qinxin, this stone would probably never land.
“Let’s meet at the park we went to last time. I’ll wait for you.”
After thinking for a moment, she sent the message and returned to the living room.
Leng Qing Qiu was sitting on the sofa eating breakfast. Because of Lu Zhiyin, Leng Qing Qiu would wake up early every day to cook a pot of meat porridge, and today was no exception.
“Come and have breakfast,” she beckoned to Lu Zhiyin.
“No…no need.”
Lu Zhiyin shook her head. She had to go to the park early to wait for Long Qinxin.
“Leng Qing Qiu, can I borrow some clothes?”
She touched her shoulder. She had been home for a long time, but she was still wearing the hospital gown. The hospital gown was loose and baggy, but it wasn’t uncomfortable to wear.
It was just that Lu Zhiyin felt it was not appropriate to meet people while wearing a hospital gown. The dress Long Qinxin had bought for her seemed to be broken as well, so she could only borrow clothes from Long Qing Qiu.
“Are you going to see Long Qinxin?”
Putting down the ceramic spoon in her hand, Leng Qing Qiu frowned slightly. She really didn’t want Lu Zhiyin to leave her side.
However, considering that she had promised Lu Zhiyin earlier, she didn’t dwell on it too much.
“Mhm…”
She let out a soft “mhm.” Lu Zhiyin looked at Leng Qing Qiu, who had stood up. She studied Leng Qing Qiu’s face, trying to guess her thoughts.
Honestly, Lu Zhiyin was a little worried that Leng Qing Qiu might go back on her word.
“Go back to the bedroom first. I’ll see if I have anything suitable.”
As Leng Qing Qiu finished speaking, Lu Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief.
She followed Leng Qing Qiu back to the bedroom and watched as Leng Qing Qiu opened the wardrobe and rummaged through it.
Finally, Leng Qing Qiu chose a pair of black trousers, a black long-sleeved shirt, and a loose, wine-red coat.
She helped Lu Zhiyin put on the trousers and shirt, and then draped the wine-red coat over Lu Zhiyin’s shoulders.
“The temperature is quite low today. Be careful not to catch a cold.”
After helping Lu Zhiyin change, Leng Qing Qiu placed the girl back onto the brand-new electric wheelchair.
She touched the top of Lu Zhiyin’s hair.
Lu Zhiyin had never had a habit of managing her hair. She had only just woken up, and her hair was messy. Leng Qing Qiu had no intention of tidying her up. She simply used her fingers to smooth her hair and then pushed Lu Zhiyin out of the bedroom.
After her hair was smoothed, Leng Qing Qiu found the girl in front of her much more pleasing to the eye, and the dissatisfaction in her heart dissipated by more than half.
“Don’t forget your promise. If you deceive me…”
Leng Qing Qiu didn’t finish the latter half of the sentence, but Lu Zhiyin knew what she meant.
Lowering her eyes, Lu Zhiyin looked at the oval pink sphere on the coffee table and a brown tail, the end of which was a silver-white cone-shaped object.
She had seen these things many times in some “action movies” in her previous life.
“…Gulp…”
Swallowing, Lu Zhiyin reached out and picked up the book she had borrowed from the library from the sofa.
“I won’t deceive you.”
She promised in a low voice, hugging the book to her chest.
“I’m leaving. Please let go of my hand.”
Turning her head, she looked at Leng Qing Qiu, who was still holding the handles of the wheelchair.
Leng Qing Qiu shrugged, let go of her hands, and threw herself onto the sofa, lying down lazily.
“Yes, you can go. Remember to call me when you get back.”
As her voice fell, Leng Qing Qiu closed her eyes.
She had been lacking sleep lately and felt mentally exhausted. With Lu Zhiyin gone, she could finally rest well.
“I know.”
Nodding, Lu Zhiyin lowered her head and steered the wheelchair out of Leng Qing Qiu’s apartment.
“Achoo…”
As soon as she stepped out, a cold wind blew, and Lu Zhiyin shivered, letting out a sneeze.
As Leng Qing Qiu had said, the temperature was a bit low today.
Lu Zhiyin tightened the coat around her and steered the wheelchair towards the park she remembered.
…
“…”
As Lu Zhiyin was heading to the park, Long Qinxin was in her apartment.
She looked at the message Lu Zhiyin sent her in silence.
To be honest, not communicating with Lu Zhiyin was also a form of torture for her, but Long Qinxin still resisted the urge to reply.
She couldn’t continue to be so humble.
“Zhiyin…”
Clenching her phone, Long Qinxin’s eyes darkened.
She was about to lose control of her longing for Lu Zhiyin, and she wasn’t going to suppress it anymore.
Returning to the bedroom, Long Qinxin changed her clothes.
She didn’t wear a skirt today, but changed into a set of neat clothes that were easy to move in.
Pale blue jeans on the bottom, a gray shirt and a light brown leather jacket on top.
Tying her hair into a ponytail, after a moment’s hesitation, Long Qinxin put on a gray raincoat.
She took out a bag for badminton rackets from under the bed.
“Hoo… Zhiyin… Zhiyin…”
Muttering Lu Zhiyin’s name repeatedly, Long Qinxin unzipped the bag. What met her eyes was not a badminton racket, but a gun and five tranquilizer darts.
She was prepared to communicate with Lu Zhiyin one last time. If Lu Zhiyin still refused to leave that person Leng Qing Qiu, she would help her leave.
“I hope I don’t have to use this…”
Touching the barrel of the gun, Long Qinxin zipped up the bag and put the bag used to carry the rackets on her back.
After changing into rain boots at the entrance, Long Qinxin went out.
The thick soles of her rain boots made soft pattering sounds on the concrete floor of the hallway. Long Qinxin’s mind was a little hazy.
Her mind was filled with Lu Zhiyin.
After leaving the apartment, Long Qinxin went to a flower shop to buy a bunch of white roses.
The shop assistant said that white roses were for lovers or wives.
Long Qinxin didn’t know if Lu Zhiyin considered her a lover, but Long Qinxin knew that soon, she would have no choice.
