Chapter 73 Chapter 73 "Xia Xia, it hurts here, I seem to...
When Xiao An killed Yao Qihang, he was only seventeen years old.
He locked Yao Yingxia outside and looked down at the disgusting man, who was worse than an animal. He was said to have had a very handsome face when he was young, so even though he had nothing and no education, he still managed to trick Yao Yingxia's mother into his hands.
But time is always cruel. Years of indulgence in alcohol and sex have completely distorted Yao Qihang's appearance, and his eyes are even more turbid. Now, with his liver-colored face and the smell of alcohol on his body, he stares at Xiao An and asks, "Have you slept with my daughter? How does she taste?"
Xiao An glanced at the knife in his hand and said nothing.
Yao Qihang completely ignored the young man and even pushed him forward, saying viciously, "I can only sleep with you, but not with me? I raised her, she eats my food and drinks my water, so what's wrong with her sleeping with me? Who do you think you are?"
Yao Qihang had barely finished his words when Xiao An delivered a brutal kick to his groin, sending him flying. Perhaps it had broken his leg, and Yao Qihang let out an unearthly, piercing scream, clutching his crotch and writhing around, his knife falling to the ground.
Xiao An bent down and picked up the sharp knife, holding it in his hand. The blade was probably just sharpened, and it was so shiny that you could see through it. Xiao An could see his own eyes, a pair of dark, calm eyes without any emotion.
Because of the intense pain, Yao Qihang broke out in a cold sweat and kept cursing, saying all kinds of nasty words until he saw the young man standing up with a knife in his hand.
He was too calm and didn't look like someone who would kill someone, but Yao Qihang saw the countdown to his own life in those eyes.
He finally got scared and crawled backwards in a panic. The boy just followed him slowly. No matter where Yao Qihang crawled, he could see Xiao An's white sneakers.
The teasing trick lasted for a long time, until Yao Qihang could no longer move. He knelt on the ground and began to kowtow to Xiao An: "I was wrong. I won't do it again. Don't kill me. I am Xia Xia's father. If you really kill me, Xia Xia will never forgive you."
Xiao An slapped his face with a knife, his voice bitter and cold: "You still know that you are her father, are you worthy?"
Yao Qihang knocked his head until it was bleeding: "Give me another chance, I will stay away from her in the future. Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
Xiao An sighed and kicked Yao Qihang again: "I've given you many chances. I've broken your arms, your legs, and your ribs, but you never learn your lesson."
Yao Qihang opened his eyes wide when he heard him say that, lying on the ground: "So it's you."
In the past, he always thought that he had offended some gangster friends, and every now and then he would be put in a sack and beaten in the corner. Those people were very cruel, and every time Yao Qihang had to recuperate for several months before he recovered. He didn't expect that it was Xiao An who did it.
Yao Qihang only briefly recalled what had happened, and all the bones in his body began to ache. He was about to get up and run away when Xiao An stepped hard on his thigh. The young man heard anxious knocks on the door behind him and slowly raised the knife: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. My sister is still waiting for me outside."
After saying that, he raised his knife and stabbed him in the lower body with the first blow.
Yao Qihang lost control of his bladder almost instantly, and the air was filled with a foul odor. Xiao An frowned in disgust, pulled out his penis, and began to poke around. As if to deliberately torture him, Xiao An initially avoided any fatal areas, first piercing his palm, then his ankle, calf, and arm.
When people face a near-death experience, they will really try hard to survive. Yao Qihang screamed and begged for mercy, twisting and turning and making blood all over the floor. Xiao An was really annoyed and stabbed him in the throat. The harsh sound finally disappeared, and bright red blood flowed out of Yao Qihang's mouth.
At that time, his hearing was still there, and the boy's cold voice penetrated his ears, saying like the god of death: "A beast like you, your blood is actually red."
Soon, two more cuts were made in the soft abdomen. Yao Qihang was completely unable to move. He just stared at him with his bulging eyes.
Xiao An was not afraid. In the end, he just said to him, "Go to hell." Then he stabbed him in the heart.
His hands were covered in sticky, warm blood, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. His sister would also be scared if she saw it. Xiao An went to the bathroom, washed his hands clean, and then opened the door to find Yao Yingxia.
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Xiao An clenched the porcelain piece in his hand. The man in front of him didn't seem as hateful as Yao Qihang, but he still made him want to kill him.
Xiao An thought carefully about what Shen Xingchuan had just done: he scared his sister to tears, scratched her back with the broken vase, pinched her wrist until it turned red, and almost threw her to the ground. He also said he would break her legs, skin her, and lock her up forever.
Compared to these, calling himself a coward and saying that he seduced other people's wives was nothing.
The younger sister was probably frightened and was kneeling on the ground, grabbing his arm tightly, trying to remove the porcelain piece that was pressing against Shen Xingchuan's neck.
But she was born weak and had no strength. Even though she used both hands and tried her best, she couldn't make him move at all.
When Xiao An thought that Shen Xingchuan might not be talking nonsense but would really take action, his expression became even uglier. He couldn't let his sister bear even the slightest risk.
At such a critical moment, Shen Xingchuan was still able to distract himself to look at Yao Yingxia. Her whole face was red from crying, which was completely different from her usual cold and calm appearance. She looked extremely pitiful.
Her tears are so precious, but today they are like free of charge.
Shen Xingchuan's heart, seized by anger, seemed to soften again. He asked with mixed feelings, "Xia Xia, are you crying for me? Are you afraid that I'll die?"
When Xiao An heard him say this, he was filled with unprecedented murderous intent.
My sister loves him, he deserves to die.
Thinking of this, the only thing left in Xiao An's eyes seemed to be the blue veins on Shen Xingchuan's neck. He slowly raised his hand, then suddenly lowered it.
Yao Yingxia's hand suddenly stretched out at this moment, quickly blocking Shen Xingchuan's neck. He was just a little bit away from scratching his sister. Xiao An was startled and looked up at her: "Sister, he will hurt you."
Yao Yingxia shook her head desperately: "No, he loves me very much and won't hurt me."
Xiao An pursed his lips: "What about you?"
Hearing him ask this, even Shen Xingchuan looked over, and both pairs of eyes were looking at her.
Yao Yingxia opened her mouth, but didn't know how to answer. If she said she loved Shen Xingchuan, would her brother not kill him? Yao Yingxia nodded reluctantly.
Shen Xingchuan's expression finally softened, and he boasted to Xiao An, "Did you see that? My wife says she loves me and she wouldn't let me die. Who are you? You're just a random diversion for my wife because she's bored. Xiao An, you're such a pervert! Aren't you my wife's cousin? How could you do that? You can't find a wife, so you come and steal mine?"
Yao Yingxia was getting a headache from hearing Shen Xingchuan calling her "wife" all the time. She was finally convinced that he was really drunk. She had never seen him so talkative before.
Xiao An was not shocked at all. He knew Yao Yingxia too well. When she heard that question just now, she hesitated for a moment and looked a little unnatural.
His heart seemed to come alive again. He took back the porcelain piece in his hand and asked her softly, "Do you love me?"
Shen Xingchuan gnashed his teeth and said, "You are such a shameless person! How could my wife possibly love you? Didn't you see what she just did..."
Before he could finish his words, Shen Xingchuan lost his voice and could only stare blankly at Yao Yingxia. Her light brown eyes seemed to be brushed by the gentlest spring breeze, creating shallow ripples that shattered the starlight and spilled it into the lake, making the entire surface sparkle with countless starry reflections.
Even though Yao Yingxia just shook her head at this question, Xiao An knew her feelings. Yes, how could a little sister not love him? If she didn't love him, why would she kiss him and touch him like that just now? Even though Yao Yingxia had drunk a lot of wine, she still called him brother, not someone else.
Xiao An laughed. His sister was just a little greedy, but it didn't matter. She was so good and deserved everyone's love. He would not have any regrets if he could share this little bit of love.
The murderous intent in Xiao An's eyes finally disappeared. Yao Yingxia breathed a sigh of relief and began to quickly think about the next countermeasures. What should she do to completely eliminate the hidden dangers brought about by this indulgence?
Shen Xingchuan is not someone who can be easily fooled. If he wakes up and hasn't forgotten this farce, or if he only remembers bits and pieces of it, it will turn everyone's lives upside down.
Yao Yingxia looked at Xiao An with some distress, and then she found that his shoulders were stained red. Remembering that he had just been scratched on the back by Shen Xingchuan, she hurried to get the medicine box. Fortunately, she really found the hemostatic medicine.
The cotton swab was too small to treat such a deep wound, so she simply took a piece of medical gauze, poured hemostatic medicine on it, and applied it to Xiao An's wound: "Brother, you have to go to the hospital quickly. The wound looks a bit serious and may need stitches."
Xiao An glanced at the man lying on the ground and asked, "What about him?"
Only then did Yao Yingxia realize that Shen Xingchuan had been very quiet since the beginning. He was no longer crazy, did not speak, and even did not move.
Did he fall asleep?
Yao Yingxia glanced at the ground and was immediately frightened.
Shen Xingchuan was actually crying?
This was the first time Yao Yingxia saw him cry. At that moment, she even suspected that the person in front of her was not Shen Xingchuan. He had always been strong, insidious, cunning, and cruel. How could he show such an aggrieved and fragile expression?
He is like a puppy abandoned by his owner.
Yao Yingxia walked over to wipe his tears and whispered softly, "It's just a dream. When you wake up, we can still be the same as before, okay?"
Yao Yingxia reached out to cover his eyes, but couldn't stop the heavy rain of tears. Shen Xingchuan opened his mouth, trying his best to prevent a shameful cry. He said desperately, "Xia Xia, you don't love me."
He couldn't see Yao Yingxia's face, but could only hear her unusually gentle voice: "How could that be? We've got the marriage certificate, haven't we? We'll be together forever. As long as you have a good sleep, the nightmare will be over soon."
But after seeing with his own eyes how deeply she loved someone, how could he continue to deceive himself?
Shen Xingchuan stretched out a hand, placed it on the hand covering her eyes, gently held it, and then pulled her to her chest: "Xia Xia, it hurts here, I feel like I'm dying."
His heart was under her palm, and Yao Yingxia felt that its beating was very slow, as if it was about to stop beating.
His lips had turned a pale color rarely seen before, and his peach blossom eyes looked as if they had suffered a devastating disaster and were almost withered.
Yao Yingxia heard him ask, "If I died, would you love me as much as you loved him? Just for a little while."
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