Chapter 43: Leng Qing Qiu’s Resentment
After saying what she wanted to say, Long Qinxin took two steps back and then turned to leave.
She had no intention of staying here any longer; she wanted to leave Leng Qing Qiu and the doll she found disgusting to have some time alone.
“… I’ll go see her again tomorrow…”
As she walked further away, Long Qinxin clenched her fist. She closed her eyes and spoke to herself.
She was already looking forward to seeing what kind of pathetic state that hateful doll would be in the next morning.
“…”
Silence.
“…………”
A long silence followed, Leng Qing Qiu remained speechless.
“Wah…”
Overwhelmed by anger, she cried out “wah,” spitting out a mouthful of dark red blood, her body bending slightly.
“…How could… how could…”
Leng Qing Qiu shook her head, unable to comprehend how her childhood friend could betray her.
Leng Qing Qiu still remembered how good Lu Zhiyin had been to her, and who had gone to great lengths to rescue her from prison. Of course, Leng Qing Qiu also remembered the intimate moments in the hospital every day and how much Lu Zhiyin valued her chastity.
Leng Qing Qiu didn’t want to believe a single word Long Qinxin said.
But upon reflection, she had to believe it.
If Lu Zhiyin hadn’t betrayed her, how could Long Qinxin have gotten her confession?
Moreover, on the day she was arrested, Lu Zhiyin had indeed left the house to meet with Long Qinxin.
“Why… why…”
Muttering to herself, Leng Qing Qiu’s face turned ashen. She kept shaking her head, hitting the rough wall beside her with her fist again and again.
She couldn’t understand why her childhood friend would send her to prison and then go to such lengths to rescue her.
However, Leng Qing Qiu no longer held love for the past Lu Zhiyin.
Love doesn’t disappear instantly, but it can be mixed with other things.
Hate, for example.
Leng Qing Qiu was not a magnanimous person. Regardless of the reason, she would not forgive those who betrayed her.
“…Hah… hah…”
On the dirty ground, Lu Zhiyin was still gasping for breath. Leng Qing Qiu’s knee strike was heavy, and Lu Zhiyin hadn’t recovered yet.
However, Lu Zhiyin had also overheard the conversation between Leng Qing Qiu and Long Qinxin.
She could roughly guess that her situation would not improve.
“Heh…”
With a wry smile, Lu Zhiyin recalled the promise Long Qinxin had once made to protect her.
Now it only seemed laughable; that promise was like a joke, both then and now.
“Are you mocking me?”
Leng Qing Qiu heard Lu Zhiyin’s bitter laugh.
She didn’t care what emotion was in the laughter. At that moment, she was furious and just wanted someone to vent her resentment and anger on.
Clearly, “Lu Shiyu” was the perfect candidate.
With a face that looked just like Lu Zhiyin’s, Leng Qing Qiu could unleash all her resentment towards her deceased childhood friend onto the disheveled girl before her.
She walked up to Lu Zhiyin, grabbed her collar, and lifted her up.
“…Heh… hah…”
Lu Zhiyin struggled to stand steady, her body trembling.
Leng Qing Qiu didn’t look at Lu Zhiyin’s face. She didn’t want to see those lifeless eyes for now.
Taking off her jacket, Leng Qing Qiu wrapped the light jacket around her right fist, gripping Lu Zhiyin’s shoulder with her other hand.
“Trash… trash, trash.”
Using both her fist and knee, Leng Qing Qiu repeatedly struck Lu Zhiyin’s soft abdomen.
She felt the sensation of her fist sinking into flesh.
“Urk… mmm…”
Lu Zhiyin opened her mouth, but she couldn’t say anything. Leng Qing Qiu’s punches were too fierce and too fast.
Her words were often swallowed back by the intense pain before she could utter them, leaving no room for speech except for broken moans of agony.
The girl’s low groans of pain echoed in Leng Qing Qiu’s ears, and the bloodthirsty desire she had been suppressing began to resurface.
Leng Qing Qiu had fallen into a frenzy.
“Gack…”
Lu Zhiyin gagged again, spitting out stomach acid, filling the air with a pungent odor.
Leng Qing Qiu frowned. She released Lu Zhiyin’s shoulder, took off the jacket wrapped around her hand, and casually threw it on the ground.
“Disgusting.”
Looking at the girl, who had gone limp on the ground and was convulsing uncontrollably, Leng Qing Qiu spat.
“How long have you known Long Qinxin? Have you already given yourself to her?”
She crouched down and pinched Lu Zhiyin’s jaw.
The girl’s face was extremely pale, her lips bitten until they bled, and her eyelashes trembled incessantly.
But the girl’s eyes remained as calm as stagnant water.
“Answer me.”
The girl’s calmness displeased Leng Qing Qiu.
The beating she had just administered had somewhat lessened her anger. At least, she was willing to communicate with the person in front of her now.
“…”
Without a word, Lu Zhiyin closed her eyes.
She was tired, so very tired.
She was too tired to escape, too tired to resist, too tired to defend herself, and too tired to look at the devil before her.
After all, it wouldn’t matter what she said, right?
“Shit.”
Unable to help herself, Leng Qing Qiu cursed.
She lifted Lu Zhiyin up again.
“Tell me what happened between you and that scumbag Long Qinxin. I advise you not to test my patience, and you wouldn’t want to see your nude photos online tomorrow, right?”
Leng Qing Qiu threatened Lu Zhiyin.
Lu Zhiyin remained unmoved, only feeling a wave of desolation and sorrow in her heart.
“Whatever makes you happy.”
She said so.
It didn’t matter anymore, her reputation, none of it mattered.
“You!”
Raising her hand again, Leng Qing Qiu was about to hit the girl again, but she stopped herself.
She was afraid of hitting the person in front of her to death.
Leng Qing Qiu picked up the dagger from the ground and wiped the blood off the blade.
“Come with me.”
She coldly commanded Lu Zhiyin.
With that, Leng Qing Qiu walked out of the alley.
She thought she needed to take this person back to her home first.
What Long Qinxin had told her was deeply imprinted in Leng Qing Qiu’s heart.
While feeling resentment towards her childhood friend, she also felt a sense of jealousy.
Why could Long Qinxin have everything while she could do nothing? She felt a growing imbalance.
She thought that what Long Qinxin could do, she could do too, and even more excessively.
With that thought, Leng Qing Qiu turned her head.
What met her eyes was the girl still lying limply on the ground.
“…”
Lu Zhiyin was silent, her limbs and bones screaming in pain. She couldn’t get up.
Clearly, Leng Qing Qiu had overestimated her physique.
Ah… not just Leng Qing Qiu, everyone seemed to think she was an unkillable cockroach.
In fact, if it weren’t for a deity keeping her alive, Lu Zhiyin would have died again.
“Heh heh…”
With another wry smile, Lu Zhiyin painfully moved her finger.
Being alive, and being dead, were both terrifying… When would she be able to feel any comfort?
Lu Zhiyin didn’t know the answer for now.
“Useless…”
Seeing that Lu Zhiyin couldn’t get up for a long time, Leng Qing Qiu cursed again.
She turned back and helped Lu Zhiyin up, but Lu Zhiyin fell again after only a few steps.
Hunger, pain, and the sorrow in her heart all made Lu Zhiyin lose the ability to keep walking.
After falling again, Lu Zhiyin lost consciousness.
Just before losing consciousness, Lu Zhiyin managed a sincere smile.
Only when she lost consciousness could she stop feeling so much pain.
