Chapter 51: In the end, I can only compromise
Leng Qing Qiu opened her house door and turned on all the lights before carrying Lu Zhiyin into the house and placing her steadily on the sofa.
Then, she returned outside the house and dragged all three men from the back seat of the car into the living room.
The men were dragged, leaving trails of blood behind them, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
After the men came Lu Zhiyin’s wheelchair, but this time Leng Qing Qiu placed the wheelchair on the table outside the storage room, a position Lu Zhiyin could not reach.
During this time, Lu Zhiyin sat on the sofa, emptying her mind, trying her best not to imagine the tragic scenes that might follow.
She didn’t want to become Leng Qing Qiu’s toy, nor did she want to be abused. Originally, she was supposed to be the one to conquer Leng Qing Qiu, but now, it had turned into her having to try to escape from Leng Qing Qiu.
“Why? It’s only been a few days…”
“…”
Rubbing her eye sockets, Lu Zhiyin looked towards the door. Leng Qing Qiu had closed the door at some point, and the sound of an engine starting came from outside. She was probably going to park the car where it should be.
“I want to escape, but how to escape?”
Looking at the three unconscious men on the ground, their fate unknown, Lu Zhiyin pursed her lips.
She suddenly realized that she had nowhere to escape. In this world, her home was opposite Leng Qing Qiu’s house, she and Leng Qing Qiu would go to school on the same road, they were in the same class, and even sat in the same row.
Even if she temporarily put aside her plan to conquer Leng Qing Qiu, she still had to conquer Long Qinxin and Qin An, as well as the librarian who had not yet appeared.
Unfortunately, all of these people were at school. As long as she had to go to school, she would never be able to get away from Leng Qing Qiu.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhiyin became more desperate.
“Why? Why do so many unlucky things have to happen to me?”
Her mind was filled with the grievances she had endured in recent days.
Damn god, damn Qin An, and now this damn Leng Qing Qiu.
Lu Zhiyin wanted to go home. She really wanted to go home. She hadn’t done anything excessive, and she shouldn’t have to bear such punishments.
“Ugh…”
She tried to poke the bloody marks on her left forearm. A nameless pain made her frown.
She carefully examined the wound. On the wound, several shocking finger marks caught Lu Zhiyin’s attention.
These finger marks were left by Leng Qing Qiu earlier in the car.
“Just endure it, just endure it a little longer…”
She comforted herself like this. With nowhere to go, all she could do was continue to stay by Leng Qing Qiu’s side and endure the pain of being tormented by her.
“Just endure it a little, and when everything is over, you can go home.”
She couldn’t fall out with the female leads. In another world, her parents and family were waiting for her to return.
Closing her eyes, to be honest, after such an excessive request was made, Lu Zhiyin truly had a moment where she wanted to kill Leng Qing Qiu.
As her emotions gradually calmed down, Lu Zhiyin picked up her phone.
She hadn’t bandaged her wound herself. She vaguely remembered that Leng Qing Qiu had previously expressed dissatisfaction with her bandaging her own wounds.
In that case, she would leave the wound for her. Whatever she wanted to do, whether it was to pour salt on the wound or bandage it, it was up to her.
Under extreme mental fatigue, Lu Zhiyin opened her phone screen and entered the software called Qiuqiu.
“When will you be back?”
Expressionless, it was just a simple question.
Soon, Leng Qing Qiu replied.
“Very soon.”
And as Leng Qing Qiu said, just a few minutes after sending the message, Leng Qing Qiu opened the door and walked into the house.
She glanced at Lu Zhiyin sitting blankly on the sofa, ignored her, and went into the bedroom, opened the secret door, and then began to move the unconscious men into the basement.
“…”
After tying up the three unconscious men, Leng Qing Qiu sighed silently.
She seemed a little embarrassed to face her childhood friend, after all, she had just made a very excessive request to that poor girl.
Feeling guilty, she hid in the basement for a long time. Thinking that the girl’s injuries had not been treated, Leng Qing Qiu finally left the basement.
She found cotton swabs, iodine, and the remaining bandages from home and returned to the sofa.
“Leng Qing Qiu…”
Before she could speak, her childhood friend called her name first, and at the same time, didn’t forget to hold her clothes with her left hand.
“…”
Her body hunched, as if she had aged a lot in a short time, her eyes drooped, and her slightly red eyes showed the girl’s emotions.
“You… do whatever you want to me…”
Saying something that could be misinterpreted as giving up, Lu Zhiyin closed her eyes. Her mind was basically a mess.
“…Mm.”
Facing Lu Zhiyin’s terrible words, although Leng Qing Qiu felt guilty and remorseful, she did not refuse.
“Just please don’t go too far. I’m really afraid of pain…”
In a tired tone, the girl’s humility was evident. It was she who had made the excessive request. Normally, people would absolutely not agree to her request after hearing what she said, and might even slam the door and leave immediately.
But Lu Zhiyin wouldn’t. Because she had no family, was very poor, and was disabled in both legs, she could only rely on herself. Besides herself, she didn’t even have friends.
Ah… but, can she really be called the girl’s friend now? Probably not…
Realizing again how absurd she was and how much damage her words had caused Lu Zhiyin, Leng Qing Qiu closed her eyes.
She didn’t speak, but took Lu Zhiyin’s hand.
“Can you torment me somewhere else? My left hand really hurts…”
Once again, the girl’s words made Leng Qing Qiu’s heart tremble.
The white-haired girl lowered her head, her left hand held by the brown-haired girl. Because she kept her head down, Lu Zhiyin didn’t know that Leng Qing Qiu had brought things to treat her wound.
Leng Qing Qiu still didn’t speak, but quietly used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to clean the dust from Lu Zhiyin’s wound.
The air was very quiet. Leng Qing Qiu treated the wound on Lu Zhiyin’s forearm in silence.
The girl’s injuries were naturally not limited to this one place, but Leng Qing Qiu could only treat external wounds; she was not omnipotent.
Leng Qing Qiu remembered that the man had kicked Lu Zhiyin several times, so Leng Qing Qiu decided to go to the pharmacy tomorrow to buy some medicine for bruises and sprains.
Not only that, but because Lu Zhiyin might get injured frequently in the future, all sorts of anti-inflammatory drugs would also be essential.
“Zhiyin, go to bed early. We’ll talk about other things tomorrow…”
Closing her eyes, Leng Qing Qiu had originally planned to have Lu Zhiyin kill someone with her own hands tonight, but with everything that had happened, she felt too embarrassed to continue tormenting her childhood friend.
Author’s Note: Only this chapter today.
