Chapter 31: Venting Violence
“Wouldn’t it be better if you behaved earlier?”
After Lu Zhiyin’s compromising words fell, Leng Qing Qiu withdrew her hands. She got up from Lu Zhiyin and looked at the disheveled girl at her leisure.
She had confirmed it. The person in front of her was indeed not Lu Zhiyin herself. Lu Zhiyin had suffered many injuries. Even after healing, there were still traces left.
However, the girl in front of her had no scars, only smooth and delicate skin.
Leng Qing Qiu took out her phone and turned on the flashlight. With a slight click and a dazzling white flash, Lu Zhiyin’s heart shattered.
Leng Qing Qiu was very satisfied with the new photo. This way, she wouldn’t have to threaten another person with her childhood friend’s video.
Her mood was extremely bitter, and the world in front of her seemed to disappear. Lu Zhiyin was in a daze.
Why, why couldn’t she escape these people? She had clearly decided to be herself and live a good life in this world, yet she could never escape their clutches.
Lu Zhiyin slowly stood up and tightened her clothes.
She looked up, and the lost girl stared blankly at Leng Qing Qiu.
“What do you want me to do?”
She asked, her voice trembling slightly.
Leng Qing Qiu noticed that the girl’s state was not right, but she didn’t care. She was just a substitute and didn’t need her concern.
For Leng Qing Qiu, it was Lu Zhiyin who saved her from dire straits and taught her love. Her change only needed to be for Lu Zhiyin alone. As for others… all Leng Qing Qiu could do was what she had promised, which was not to kill.
“I told you, you look a lot like my deceased childhood friend. All you have to do is pretend to be her.”
Leng Qing Qiu shook her head.
She thought that the girl in front of her couldn’t do it. Her past childhood friend was so kind that she even paid a heavy price just to save herself, a criminal who had hurt her countless times, from prison. The person named “Lu Shiyu” couldn’t be as perfect as her childhood friend.
But it didn’t matter. Just a little bit of resemblance was enough.
Leng Qing Qiu had wanted to do many things with her childhood friend, but most of them ended before they began due to her childhood friend’s death.
“…”
Unaware of Leng Qing Qiu’s thoughts, Lu Zhiyin just stood there, clenching her fists. Fortunately, she didn’t have long nails, otherwise, her palms would have been injured.
She didn’t want to be her past self. Her past self… whether it was the weak and ignorant self when she first transmigrated, or the self who did whatever it took, schemed, and lied to go home later. She hated both of them extremely.
“…I can’t…”
Tears slid from the corners of her eyes and fell with a splash onto the stones on the ground.
Lu Zhiyin didn’t want to cry, she really didn’t want to cry, but she couldn’t stop the sorrow in her heart.
“You must do it. There is no second option.”
Leng Qing Qiu frowned. She took two steps forward and grabbed Lu Zhiyin’s neck with both hands.
She tightened her grip and lifted the girl up.
She watched the girl’s face wrinkle more and more, turn redder and redder, and her feet flail.
Leng Qing Qiu released her hands, and the girl fell back to the ground.
“Hoo…”
Taking a deep breath, Leng Qing Qiu suppressed her desire for violence.
She hadn’t used violence on anyone for a long time. She had heeded her childhood friend’s words and restrained her bad habits. Now, she was finding it difficult to suppress them again.
“Cough, cough, cough… cough…”
Sitting on the ground, Lu Zhiyin coughed incessantly, her vision becoming increasingly blurry.
Tears, unstoppable tears.
“Say it again, can you do it?”
Leng Qing Qiu asked patiently, stepping closer.
“…I can’t… I can do anything else.”
“Heh…”
Leng Qing Qiu snorted, not believing Lu Zhiyin’s words.
She thought that when she made other requests, this person would once again try to fool her with these words.
Leng Qing Qiu thought that the person in front of her was living too comfortable a life and just needed a lesson.
She thought she would make the person in front of her obedient and would make her become “Lu Zhiyin.”
As for the method… only violence.
“Get up and stand steady.”
Leng Qing Qiu kicked Lu Zhiyin’s small leg.
Lu Zhiyin shakily stood up.
Before Lu Zhiyin could stand steady, Leng Qing Qiu punched her abdomen hard.
A sharp pain shot through her, and her brain went blank. Lu Zhiyin bent over, gagging.
“Ugh… ugh… *heave*… hah… ha…”
The ambiguous sounds coming from her mouth satisfied Leng Qing Qiu.
Yes, that’s right. Use violence to stain the girl in front of her with her colors, use violence to make the girl in front of her become the person she always yearned for.
Ah… her childhood friend had endured much hardship from her. If the person in front of her didn’t endure those things, how could she be worthy of being a substitute?
With this thought, Leng Qing Qiu supported the girl who was about to fall.
Under the moonlight, Leng Qing Qiu looked at the girl’s face.
The beautiful face was filled with confusion and sorrow.
She remembered that in the past, her childhood friend also often had a look of confusion.
Leng Qing Qiu became more excited. She punched Lu Zhiyin’s face again. With a soft touch, her knuckles were stained with warmth.
In the moonlight, she saw the liquid on her hand.
It was blood.
With just one punch, blood flowed continuously from Lu Zhiyin’s nostrils.
Her physique was indeed very poor. After only two punches, she was almost on the verge of fainting.
Her mind was hazy, filled only with helplessness and sadness.
The girl with blood on her face looked pitiful, and Leng Qing Qiu’s long-suppressed desire to abuse grew stronger.
She didn’t hit the girl’s face again. Leaving too many marks on her face would have negative consequences. She wanted their relationship to remain hidden.
With this thought, Leng Qing Qiu steadied Lu Zhiyin once more.
She shifted her main target to the girl’s soft abdomen.
Punch after punch, every time Lu Zhiyin fell, Leng Qing Qiu would pick her up.
In the alley, the girl’s screams were never-ending.
“Waaah…”
After a heavy punch, Lu Zhiyin vomited a mouth of sweet, bloody fluid.
She collapsed on the ground, her abdomen throbbing. Her body convulsed in pain, and Lu Zhiyin could barely move.
She felt like she was about to die.
“Hmph.”
Seeing that she couldn’t continue tormenting her, Leng Qing Qiu shook her hand.
She walked past Lu Zhiyin.
“I’ll give you another chance. Do you want to be her substitute? Think about it carefully. Tomorrow, you have to give me your answer.”
As her words fell, Leng Qing Qiu left alone.
Only Lu Zhiyin, lying on the ground and twitching, remained in the alley.
Her heart was filled with sorrow. She took a long time to recover in the alley before she could finally stand up.
“I really… really want to leave here…”
She didn’t want to do any so-called tasks anymore. She wanted to leave this city, she wanted to leave this school.
Her steps were unsteady. Lu Zhiyin almost fell after taking two steps.
She didn’t know how she got back to her bedroom. By the time she returned, it was already four in the morning.
