Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
Yun Hua felt that she had finished journeying her life. Those years living in the basement with no sun or day had exhausted her life and turned her into a walking zombie. Even after she left the place, she could still remember those dirty memories, the rotting smell, and the conflict between pain and the bloody smell.
Just that, when Song Ye discovered her, she found out that she was wrong.
She should not have wasted the chance to live again when she escaped the bullet rain, but living was too painful for her.
After she woke up, she kept thinking where she should go and what she should do… until there were footsteps outside the room. Someone opened the door, bringing a whole body of coldness beside her.
“…Song Ye…” She opened her mouth, and the lips that had not ingested food in a while yelled out her name coarsely.
“Stand up, come with me.” Song Ye did not even take a look at her weak face. She just grabbed her wrist and dragged her down the bed, walking out of the room in big steps.
In the early morning, there were no customers and only the service staff tidying the place up. When she heard some noise from upstairs, she looked up and saw Song Ye wearing a cold face and dragging Yun Hua—who had unkempt hair—down the stairs. She did not care if the other party was barefooted and directly dragged her up the car.
As the car drove away rapidly, Zhao Zhen—who was standing at the corner—furrowed his eyebrows and waved his hand towards the curious service staff. “We’ll give Yun Hua a day-off today. Let’s work.” Actually, he was pretty worried in his heart as Yun Hua’s mental health obviously could not allow any more agitations.
Moreover, Song Ye liked to do things her own way and was impulsive at the age of fifteen. If something happened, it would spell disaster. However, Song Ye was very stubborn, and no one could persuade her.
He was also at the end of his wits.
…
The car drove from the city center into the remote countryside and stopped outside an abandoned warehouse. There was nothing around it, and it looked extra desolate.
“We’re here.” Song Ye opened the car door first and walked into the warehouse with her black jacket.
Yun Hua stared at the open black door and the disappearing shadow… as if she had returned to the deep warehouse. She was afraid that Song Ye would abandon her so she clumsily opened the door and chased after her.
When the thin back view entered her view once again, she heaved a sigh of relief and broke into a light smile. “Song…” Before she said the other word, her voice was stuck in her throat.
She looked past Song Ye and saw the woman kneeling there.
The woman was wearing coarse linen clothes and looked simple, just like how a local living in the mountains would look. However, Yun Hua would never forget her face.
The woman was called Wang Feng and was the first human trafficker the women went to before they changed hands. She would remember her even if she was burned to ashes.
“But, isn’t she in jail?” Yun Hua remembered that the news report said that the entire village was captured.
“Mm.” Song Ye answered, and she was very calm; there was no rise in her voice. The next second, she took out a black fellow and tossed it to Yun Hua. “Now, you can do what you want.”
Yun Hua looked down. Once she saw the thing by her leg, she was instantly frightened and backed away in fear. Her voice started trembling, “Gun…”
Deep in the mountains, she had seen this thing countless times but never touched it. The most profound memory she had of this gun was when a girl snatched it and blasted her own head off. Remembering the image of the blood and brain juice spurting out made her gag.
Now, Song Ye wanted her to take the gun and kill someone?
Yun Hua’s stunned gaze landed on the young girl’s calm face and suddenly shook her head crazily. “No, no, I can’t…” In the past, she could not even kill a fish; how could she kill a person?
However, when she wanted to move back even more, Song Ye extended her hand and threw her onto the floor. Before she could yell out in pain, Song Ye’s cold voice sounded from above. “Yun Hua, didn’t you say that you regretted not killing your enemy personally?”
Yun Hua’s body trembled as she obviously remembered what she said when she self-harmed. “But…”
She was not even allowed to finish her sentence as she felt a pain in her head and was forced to look up and meet with the eyes of the woman kneeling in front of her. “Look at her carefully. Who is this? At the start, who duped you into the mountains? Who let her own son had s*x with you? How dirty and smelly was the first basement you lived in? If you still remember all these things, you should know who the person in front of you is.”
As the cold words entered her brain, all the nightmares buried deep in her heart were dug out and cruelly played in her mind, over and over again. All the pain was as if etched into her bones; it hurt until the woman yelled out in heart-shattering pain. “Ah…!”
That cry seemed to come from within and at the brink of one’s death. She burst into tears, and they fell down like a waterfall, drenching the pale face.
However, Song Ye did not stop and did not allow the life she saved to walk back to death again. She forced Song Ye to face her and to hate. “I saved your life. You have no right to face the knife towards yourself. Before you punish yourself, you need to pay back ten times or even a hundred times to people who have inflicted harm onto you.”
The person she should murder… should not be herself.
As her tears blurred her vision, Yun Hua stared at the woman in front of her; and the memories that kept flashing in her mind made her remember this woman’s ugly face. At one point in time, she had experienced inhumane torture and was stuck in the basement without light or day. At one point in time, she had hated and could not wait to bite off these people’s flesh and drink their blood, setting fire to kill that demon and push all of them to hell.
Yes, all her misfortunes were caused by the woman in front of her.
If it was not for her, why would she become like this?
Finally, her trembling hand grabbed the end of the gun, and the cold metal sent a chill down her spine. When she saw the woman in front of her with her mouth taped and tears falling all over her face, her gaze suddenly turned harsh.
Bang… bang… bang…
A shot after another. This shocking noise, following the sound of the bullet entering the bones, was made as the tied-up woman lay haphazardly on the floor. The body that had stopped its motion would still tremble slightly after getting hit by the bullet. Those empty eyes looked at the sky and were filled with endless hatred and hopelessness.
When all the bullets were used up, Yun Hua fell back onto the floor and dumbly looked at the woman in the pool of blood. After a while, her lips suddenly separated; and she let out a giggle. “Hah, hahahahah…” The giggling sound became increasingly louder, and it turned into a big laugh. Amidst the laughter, there were tears as if cleaning every stain on her body.
Song Ye silently walked forward and pressed Yun Hua’s head against her chest, giving her some warmth.
She knew that after experiencing this death, Yun Hua would become even stronger.