Chapter 37: Fallen Devil
In the dim living room, it was pitch black.
What time is it? Lu Zhiyin didn’t know.
Long Qinxin had already disappeared, perhaps to rest.
Lu Zhiyin clenched her fists, lying on the ceramic tiles in the living room, completely naked.
The tiles beneath her absorbed her body heat. Spring was almost over, and the temperature wasn’t too low, but Lu Zhiyin still felt cold.
Her teeth chattered, and her legs trembled.
Pain, a lot of pain… Losing her first night carelessly on the living room floor didn’t matter anymore.
After losing what she needed to protect, Lu Zhiyin’s heart felt hollow.
Her limbs repeated the word “fatigue.” Lu Zhiyin didn’t want to look at the messy environment around her. She closed her eyes and made do on the utterly terrible ground for one night.
…
The next day, when Lu Zhiyin woke up, her heart was still hollow.
The sky was already bright, but it was still early before class time.
“Mmm… cough cough…”
Her throat was a bit hoarse, and her throat felt inflamed. Perhaps it was from sleeping naked on the ceramic tiles all night and catching a cold.
Using her slender arms to prop herself up, she managed to sit up.
Her back and between her legs still ached unbearably. Lu Zhiyin struggled to crawl onto the sofa.
She looked down at the ground.
On the white ceramic tiles, a patch of red caught her eye. Next to that red, the handle of a whip lay alone on the ground.
Lu Zhiyin remembered that it was with the whip handle that Long Qinxin had taken her first time yesterday.
There was no pleasure, only unbearable pain. Sex without love was, in the end, just abuse.
“…Actually, there’s no difference…”
Chastity, which she once cherished so much, was actually nothing special. Nothing strange happened when she lost it.
There was only unbearable pain.
Her mind was hazy. Lu Zhiyin bent over, and her hands resting on her knees felt slightly damp on the back.
Were they tears? Ah, they were her tears…
“…Still not a qualified toy.”
Lu Zhiyin thought, toys don’t cry.
She sat on the sofa, hugging her knees, curled up into a small ball.
“It’s okay, it doesn’t matter, nothing will happen…”
Lu Zhiyin muttered to herself.
To say she wasn’t upset would be impossible, but so what if she was upset? Lu Zhiyin had no choice.
After mấy months of wandering, her situation wasn’t much different from the beginning… Ah, no, maybe it was even worse?
“I really am trash…”
She began to deny herself.
Lu Zhiyin sat blankly on the sofa for a long time until Long Qinxin, wearing a bathrobe, came out of the bedroom.
Unlike Lu Zhiyin’s haggard appearance, Long Qinxin was full of energy.
She wore a loose bathrobe, her silky hair cascading down like a waterfall. Her pale green eyes held a hint of sleepiness. She wore plush slippers on her feet, making a soft shuffling sound as she walked.
Long Qinxin’s appearance brought Lu Zhiyin back to silence.
She stopped hugging herself and sat upright on the sofa, her hands resting by her sides.
“…”
The first thing she saw when she turned her head was the girl’s haggard and pale face, but what attracted Long Qinxin’s attention more were those deathly silent red eyes.
“Lu Shiyu, why are you still like this?”
Long Qinxin hated this calm demeanor.
Her good mood, brought on by a good night’s sleep, was ruined by Lu Zhiyin’s calm face.
Long Qinxin walked quickly to Lu Zhiyin and grabbed the collar around the girl’s neck.
“Urgh…”
The girl seemed particularly fragile today. As soon as Long Qinxin picked her up, her body leaned towards Long Qinxin.
Long Qinxin dodged.
She didn’t love the doll in front of her, nor did she want to hug or be too intimate with the doll, even though she had taken the doll’s first night just last night.
Her body fell limply. Lu Zhiyin used her hands to prop herself up, trying to avoid falling too disgracefully.
She didn’t succeed. Her outstretched hands couldn’t prevent her from falling awkwardly, only causing her forearms to ache.
Lu Zhiyin’s physique was very weak. Blood loss and catching a cold meant she could die at any moment. No, if not for a deity, she would have already died.
“…Disgusting.”
As Lu Zhiyin fell, her body was fully exposed.
Long Qinxin saw the hideous wounds on the girl’s back and remembered Lu Zhiyin’s performance when her first night was taken last night.
Lu Zhiyin’s silence, born of a broken heart, was interpreted by Long Qinxin as a performance to assert her own purity.
She thought Lu Zhiyin was trying to protest with such childish behavior.
“Expressing dissatisfaction in such a laughable way, yet not daring to resist, how disgusting.”
Long Qinxin said.
In fact, she didn’t find Lu Zhiyin disgusting.
She was just trying to elevate herself by belittling Lu Zhiyin.
Lu Zhiyin’s silence made Long Qinxin flustered. The more she behaved like this, the more Long Qinxin realized that the person in front of her was not her lover, and also that her lover would not return.
Thus, Long Qinxin began to hate the person in front of her.
Yes, after taking Lu Zhiyin’s first night, Long Qinxin grew to hate her.
Love can make a person strong, and it can also make them degenerate. Long Qinxin had already degenerated into a vicious devil because of a twisted love.
She even wanted to kick the doll in front of her away. The doll in front of her didn’t fulfill her fantasy, so Long Qinxin didn’t want to help the doll escape Leng Qing Qiu.
“You don’t deserve to be her replacement, and I won’t help you. Get out.”
This was what she thought, and this is what she said.
“…”
Lu Zhiyin said nothing.
She numbly stood up, taking a moment to steady herself.
Looking down, she glanced at the school uniform torn to shreds nearby.
“Clothes… lend me a set…”
Her voice was very weak. Lu Zhiyin shook her head indifferently.
The person before her was no longer the same as the little angel she had initially known. At this point, Lu Zhiyin wouldn’t be surprised by anything Long Qinxin did.
There was no hope to begin with, so there would be no disappointment.
“…It’s yours. Get lost.”
Her tone was filled with undisguised disgust. Long Qinxin threw the key to the collar and a set of clean school uniform to Lu Zhiyin.
Lu Zhiyin slowly unlocked the collar, threw it on the ground, and then put on the school uniform.
She slowly moved her feet towards the corridor outside the apartment.
“Hurry up. Don’t linger in my sight anymore. Get out of my house within thirty seconds.”
Long Qinxin urged, giving Lu Zhiyin a push on the shoulder.
Her body stumbled several steps, and Lu Zhiyin struggled to steady herself.
She looked back at the twisted person she had once relied on and schemed against, then at the blinding red stain on the ground.
Lu Zhiyin quickened her pace.
Having lost her job and being kicked out by Long Qinxin, Lu Zhiyin’s already dire situation worsened.
However, she no longer cared.
She wouldn’t die anyway, would she?
Thinking this, Lu Zhiyin pushed open the door.
After Lu Zhiyin left, Long Qinxin collapsed onto the sofa.
She stared blankly at the red on the ground.
“Will you hate me more?”
Taking out a photo of her former lover, Long Qinxin muttered to herself.
Finding a replacement, sleeping with someone else, in any case, was this not infidelity to past love?
After a brief hesitation, Long Qinxin shook her head.
She wasn’t the only one who was unfaithful.
Love, hate. Having lost all her family, Long Qinxin could no longer distinguish these emotions.
