Chapter 40: Infected Wound
Lying on the sofa, Lu Zhiyin fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up, it was not yet dawn. The living room was pitch black, and she couldn’t see anything.
She was still very tired. It was as if sleeping all night had done nothing. the wound on her neck was starting to itch more.
“Sigh…”
She sighed and Lu Zhiyin sat up. In the darkness, she fumbled for her phone, finally finding it on the edge of the sofa.
Turning on her phone, the screen’s light calmed Lu Zhiyin’s slightly uneasy heart.
No one had sent her a message. This was only to be expected.
Long Qin Xin was probably with her parents now. Leng Qing Qiu should be imprisoned in jail or a detention center. She and Qin An didn’t really have any connection, so it was normal for her not to send a message.
As for Zhu Qing… Zhu Qing was currently the only female lead that Lu Zhiyin had a good impression of. Perhaps it was because she didn’t see Zhu Qing much, so she hadn’t seen a deeper side of her?
However, the only contact left on Lu Zhiyin’s phone was Long Qin Xin. Even if Zhu Qing was kind-hearted, she couldn’t understand Lu Zhiyin’s difficulties and couldn’t communicate with Lu Zhiyin.
Looking at the empty contact list, Lu Zhiyin inexplicably felt a sense of emptiness.
“Sigh…”
She sighed softly, turned on her phone’s flashlight, and painstakingly climbed back into her wheelchair.
Carefully driving the wheelchair, she turned on the living room light. As the white light drove away the darkness, Lu Zhiyin felt even more empty.
She blankly touched her neck, not knowing when she would find salvation.
Now, apart from the hatred for the deity and the female leads who had hurt her, she seemed to have nothing left.
“… I should go wash it.”
She touched the wet wound on her neck again. Although she didn’t care much about her body, she didn’t want to give up her revive item so early.
She wanted to keep this incomplete life for revenge against Long Qin Xin.
“…”
In the bathroom, Lu Zhiyin sat in front of the sink and looked at herself in the mirror.
Haggard and weak, as if she would fall over with a gust of wind. She didn’t expect to be able to physically harm Long Qin Xin in this state.
“What if I committed suicide in front of her?”
Turning on the faucet, Lu Zhiyin murmured softly. She pushed aside her long hair, revealing the wound on her neck.
The area around the wound was red and slightly swollen. The small wound was oozing disgusting pus.
Lu Zhiyin frowned. She endured the pain and used cold water to clean the pus from the wound, rinsing it over and over with water.
Lu Zhiyin stopped only when there was no longer any pale yellow, disgusting pus in the mirror.
She didn’t know where Long Qin Xin’s medicine cabinet was, nor did she plan to look for it. She just casually found some tissue paper and stuck it on her neck.
“This is fine?”
Asking herself, Lu Zhiyin continued to ponder how to disgust Long Qin Xin.
Long Qin Xin undoubtedly liked her, loved her. She probably held extraordinary significance for her.
Lu Zhiyin knew very well that Long Qin Xin’s parents wouldn’t live much longer. After Long Qin Xin’s family died, she would only have Lu Zhiyin left.
At that time, Lu Zhiyin’s importance in Long Qin Xin’s heart would soar infinitely, until it reached the highest point.
Lu Zhiyin planned to end her own incomplete life with her own hands when Long Qin Xin loved her the most.
At that time, what would Long Qin Xin’s expression be? Surprise, confusion, and… despair.
Lu Zhiyin wanted to see her despairing expression., especially when her fair face was stained with bright red blood. At that time, the smell of blood would quickly fill the air, and as her body went limp, Long Qin Xin would probably collapse on the ground.
Just thinking about the scene made Lu Zhiyin’s almost numb heart feel a sense of relief.
“Ha… Haha…”
She laughed out loud, having already figured out how she would perform at that time.
Returning to the living room, Lu Zhiyin looked out at the cold street below from the balcony, watching a young girl being dragged into an alley by three or five adult men.
This was the first time she had witnessed a crime in a long time, reminding her that this was a city overflowing with sin.
Her heart was no longer filled with the fear and inexplicable sympathy of the past. Lu Zhiyin just watched numbly.
She thought that in this sinful city, violent and sexual crimes were everywhere. Her method of revenge against Long Qin Xin was just to commit suicide in front of her. Other than being upset, she wouldn’t be harmed at all. Had she been considered merciful?
Lu Zhiyin’s wound was probably indeed inflamed, both physically and psychologically.
Pulling the balcony curtains closed, Lu Zhiyin opened the living room door. Orange light leaked from under the door and through the peephole of Qin An’s door.
She guessed Qin An hadn’t slept.
“… Open the door.”
Lu Zhiyin couldn’t sleep and was very bored, so she decided to harass Qin An and make Qin An feel as bad as she did.
“… Heh… Aren’t you asleep?”
As expected, Qin An hadn’t slept. She quickly opened the door and looked at Lu Zhiyin with a cold face.
“I woke up because I was worried about you.”
Telling a casual lie, Lu Zhiyin pushed Qin An aside and entered the room, just like during the day.
Qin An had originally wanted to stop her, but she was frozen in place by the casual lie Lu Zhiyin told. Thus, Lu Zhiyin once again successfully entered her house without permission.
“…”
Standing in place, Qin An stiffly stretched out her hand, she was a bit at a loss.
Woke up because she was worried about her? Huh? She suspected that Lu Zhiyin’s brain had been kicked by a donkey to say such a thoughtless thing.
“You…”
Just as she was about to curse Lu Zhiyin with swear words, Qin An suddenly stopped. Being worried about was actually a rare experience for her.
Qin An suddenly had the illusion that she could no longer deal with Lu Zhiyin.
“What about me?”
Glancing at the blushing Qin An, Lu Zhiyin drove her wheelchair into the kitchen. What met her eyes were clean bowls and chopsticks placed on the cabinet.
Lu Zhiyin returned to the living room. She had originally thought that Qin An would be too lazy to leave the dirty dishes for her to wash, intending to pick on Qin An about this. But she didn’t expect that the usually lazy Qin An would wash the dishes herself.
Speaking of which, the garbage bag by the door seemed to be gone too?
Lu Zhiyin touched her chin.
“… Damn it… Do you know you’re very punchable right now?”
Qin An finally couldn’t help but curse. She returned to the sofa and looked at Lu Zhiyin.
Through the gaps in her hair, Qin An saw the tissue paper stuck to Lu Zhiyin’s neck. She thought Lu Zhiyin might be injured. She didn’t know why, but it had nothing to do with her.
“I know, do you want to hit me? It’s fine, as long as you can help me get Leng Qing Qiu out of prison.”
Shrugging her shoulders, Lu Zhiyin also came to the side of the sofa.
What was originally intended to annoy Qin An had now turned into ordinary small talk. Both Lu Zhiyin and Qin An were displeased.
“I think you should go to bed early. A good mental appearance is conducive to making friends. By the way, it would be better if you could say fewer swear words.”
Lu Zhiyin didn’t want to stay here pointlessly anymore. She prepared to leave.
“… Tomorrow, my father is going to see me…”
As Lu Zhiyin was preparing to leave, Qin An’s words made her stop.
“Mmm… Then go see her.”
Her bad mood made Lu Zhiyin not have the energy to analyze anything unnecessarily. She perfunctorily agreed, then returned to Long Qin Xin’s house, leaving Qin An alone, lost in thought.
