Chapter 60 The Fighting Demon's Daughter, Ultimately Becomes a Demon
Upon hearing this, Ye Yuying's expression changed slightly. She quickly pulled back the hand that he had just bandaged, as if it had touched a branding iron.
Before the overwhelming sense of injustice arrived, she instinctively avoided Cheng Mingdu's all-seeing eyes, as if she would be exposed if she stayed under his nose for even a second longer.
She got up, her movements so quick that her sneakers made a screeching sound as they rubbed against the ground.
"I haven't suffered any injustice, I'll handle it myself..."
She had only taken a few steps when she added, "Don't interfere..."
She was afraid when she said those words. She was afraid that if she didn't warn him, Cheng Mingdu would start investigating directly and everything would be exposed. She was also afraid that her words were just self-deception and that Cheng Mingdu would misinterpret her meaning.
She stood there, determined to get a response before she felt at ease.
Out of the corner of her eye, her gaze met his. She had already given up trying to decipher Cheng Mingdu's intentions; she only hoped that he would understand what he saw and know that she genuinely didn't want him to interfere.
"good."
Finally, she received a positive reply, and her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was finally at ease.
At this moment, the back, which had been tense and stiff, relaxed almost imperceptibly.
Just as she was about to leave and take a step, she inexplicably turned back and glanced at him briefly.
She didn't know if her fourteen-year-old eyes would reveal the full extent of her inner feelings, but she still looked back at him with all the turbulent emotions she couldn't express.
The best place for a secret is to rot in the blood; it's best if no one knows it, and even better if you forget it yourself.
The study returned to silence.
Cheng Mingdu stood there alone for a long time without moving.
He could roughly guess that something terrible must have happened in her world that he knew nothing about.
This incident made her choose to struggle alone in the darkness rather than reveal anything to him.
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The news that Ye Yuying had been invited by the provincial sports school spread like wildfire, though no one knew where it came from.
Everyone thought she was about to embark on a career as a professional athlete, and even had a brighter future, but Ye Yuying herself never left this suffocating and prolonged bullying for a single moment.
Perhaps because she learned of this news, Ge Jie's torment of her intensified.
Ge Jie begins dating a gang leader from another school, and becomes increasingly violent, no longer content with having Ye Yuying carry her schoolbag and do her homework.
She began to enjoy a more thorough, psychological form of abuse.
Every day after school, she would drag the people who had angered her during the day to an alley near the school and force Ye Yuying to use violence against them.
Each time, Ye Yuying would just stand silently, using her own body to bear the disgusted looks from other classmates who were taking their anger out on her, but she always adhered to the bottom line of never hurting others.
A week later, Ge Jie completely lost patience with her and slowly poured a glass of cola over Ye Yuying's head, the cold liquid flowing down her hair and cheeks.
The punishment for remaining silent is varied, but most of the time it's just getting a Coke bucket poured over her.
She closed her eyes, enduring it all, her fists clenched, trying to control herself.
When everyone thinks she has a criminal father, she must not fall into depravity. She must not become a violent maniac. A criminal's daughter does not have to be a criminal!
After the overly sweet cola had mostly run down her face, she finally opened her eyes amidst the sticky liquid. Ge Jie stood in front of her, casually tossing the cola can aside and mockingly saying:
"What? You still want to be a good person? You have the blood of a criminal in your veins, and you can forget about ever getting out of here. You inherited your father's bad genes, so accept your fate, Ye Yuying."
She could not resist.
At least not yet.
Because their weaknesses are still in the other party's hands.
Therefore, she had no choice but to endure it.
"It's boring, she's like a dead person." Ge Jie looked at her wooden appearance, not fighting back or talking back, and felt a little bored. So, like throwing away a toy she was tired of playing with, she led her followers away.
Ye Yuying stood there alone for a very long time, so long that the cola gradually turned into syrup in the warm late spring air. Only then did she, like a machine that had been restarted, silently walk to the bathroom and wash away her disheveled state with the cold water.
Ge Jie seemed to have fallen in love with this game. She knew that bullying others was Ye Yuying's bottom line, and in order to uphold that line, she was willing to accept the punishment.
One cup after another of beverages and milk tea were poured over her head.
The layers of syrup were washed away every day, but the syrup in her heart could not be washed away. It adhered to her, layer upon layer, as thick as oil. The black liquid swallowed her, filling her mouth and nose with it, making her extremely uncomfortable, yet she could not break free.
Ji Zi tried to talk to Ye Yuying several times, but was ignored by her coldly.
Later, Ji Zi also gave up. She became the background figure for Ge Jie's bullying of others, standing silently and cautiously behind others, forced to watch coldly from the sidelines, manipulated like a puppet to express her joys and sorrows.
When Ge Jie caused trouble for others, Ji Zi stood at the back of the crowd, neither speaking up nor resisting, staring blankly at the flowers and plants by the roadside, lost in thought with a blank expression.
Finally, Ge Jie completely lost interest in this kind of game.
She felt that Ye Yuying was like a smelly and hard rock, and no matter how much she tortured her, she could not make her truly break down and beg for mercy.
That day after school, she once again cornered Ye Yuying at that familiar, deserted alleyway.
Do you still want your love letters?
"You'll never give it to me in this lifetime, will you?" Ye Yuying faced reality. Her mind never wavered for a moment. Completely resolving Ge Jie's big problem was still a long way off. She knew this path was endless, but she still dared not take any risks.
If those humiliating pieces of evidence were presented to Cheng Mingdu, they would be even more unbearable for her than the torment she was currently experiencing.
“I brought the original of your love letter with me this time. If you promise me one last thing, this matter will be wiped clean.”
Ge Jie looked at her and said seriously.
These words were heard even by Ji Zi, who was not far away, and her blank gaze flickered.
Even an outsider like her was moved by it, let alone Ye Yuying herself.
Ye Yuying remained unmoved.
Ge Jie took the love letters and a USB drive out of her bag and waved them in front of Ye Yuying. "How about it? This time it's for real."
When Ye Yuying saw these things, her pupils suddenly contracted.
She leaned close to Ye Yuying's ear and said, word by word, in a voice full of teasing and malice:
"You only need to do one thing: go to the department store across the street, take off your shirt, and just stand there for two minutes without doing anything."
Ge Jie's smile grew even brighter. "If you do that, I will burn all your precious letters, originals and copies, right in front of you. From now on, I promise I will never bother you again."
She looked at Ye Yuying's face, which had finally lost all color due to shock and humiliation, and admired her masterpiece with satisfaction.
Something shattered in Ye Yuying's lifeless eyes, which had long since lost all their starlight.
As Ge Jie watched the sudden change in Ye Yuying's face, the smugness of being in control that Ge Jie felt was replaced for the first time by a strange, instinctive unease.
She even subconsciously took a half step back.
But it was too late.
Ye Yuying moved.
Without warning, without a word, not even a superfluous expression.
She was like a wild beast that had been imprisoned for too long and had been tormented to the extreme by hunger and pain, unleashing its most primal and purest attack the moment it broke free of its cage!
Her body, with the terrifying core strength of a professional athlete, surged forward!
A fist, embodying all the humiliation, anger, and despair she had accumulated over the past few months, fell without regard for the consequences.
A dull, teeth-grinding thud, a sound like bones colliding.
Ge Jie's face, which always wore a smug smile, twisted instantly, and she let out a shrill scream that sounded inhuman.
Her nosebleed gushed out like a flood, instantly staining her front red.
She was knocked backward by the huge, unexpected impact and landed hard on the cold, dusty ground.
At this moment, the entire alley fell into a deathly silence.
Ge Jie's followers were completely terrified by the scene filled with primal violence before them.
They had never seen Ye Yuying like this before, a Ye Yuying who didn't speak or cry, but directly used the most savage and tragic way to declare her anger.
"Ah—! You dare hit me!" Ge Jie, clutching her bleeding nose, finally snapped out of her agony and screamed hysterically, "Attack her! Beat her to death!!"
The girls snapped out of their daze, screaming, and pounced on Ye Yuying like madwomen.
The alleyway descended into the most chaotic and ugly violence.
Four girls swarmed forward like a pack of hyenas, besieging the wounded but still ferocious lone wolf in the center.
They tore at Ye Yuying's hair and tugged at her clothes.
Ye Yuying seemed oblivious to the pain; she had only one goal—the root of evil, Ge Jie, who was trying to rise from the ashes.
A girl hugged her tightly from behind, trying to stop Ye Yuying from going forward.
Another girl, with her hand painted with bright red nail polish, viciously grabbed at her face.
A long, deep, bone-revealing bloodstain instantly appeared on Ye Yuying's cheek, stretching from the corner of her eye all the way to her chin.
The wound was less than one centimeter away from her left eyeball.
Blood gushed out instantly, blurring half of her vision.
She seemed oblivious, only unleashing an even more terrifying power under the stimulation of that intense pain.
She jerked backward and slammed the girl who was hugging her from behind hard onto the ground!
Just as the melee reached its peak, Ge Jie finally got up from the ground.
She looked at Ye Yuying, who seemed to have gone mad, her eyes filled with fear.
Instead of joining the fray, she took out her phone with trembling hands and dialed her last and most dangerous trump card—her boyfriend, the real gangster boss from outside of school.
"Hey! Bring people over here! It's the alley behind the school! Someone's going to hit me!" she screamed.
The call connected. Real, adult-oriented, and far more sordid violence was about to begin.
The dozen or so people who were stunned came to their senses and, under Ge Jie's command, joined the battle without hesitation.
Apart from Ji Zi, she remained standing behind Ge Jie, silent, witnessing the chaotic scene with a look of surprise on her face.
Two minutes later, Ye Yuying, who was putting up a stubborn resistance, was restrained on the spot, and everyone knew what awaited her.
A large number of people are already on their way. This time, it's not just a minor squabble among middle school students; it has escalated into a full-blown mass violence.
Ge Jie's boyfriend will stand up for her, and Ye Yuying's punishment will come soon!
At that very moment, in the shadows of the alley entrance, a gentle, slender figure emerged slowly from the shade of the large tree for the first time.
It's Ji Zi.
She has been barely noticeable these days. Everyone knows that the gentle Ji Zi is neither capable of resisting nor participating in any physical bullying, so they have completely accepted the fact that she is just a background character.
So much so that Ge Jie was completely unaware when her figure appeared behind her.
The moment Ji Zi looked up at Ge Jie again, her face, which was always filled with timidity, was now replaced by a crazy emotion mixed with regret and despair.
She saw Ge Jie on the phone, saw Ye Yuying being held tightly by two other girls, and saw the shocking bloodstain on her face.
She screamed, like a fawn cornered and struggling to survive, and with all the courage she had never had before, she grabbed Ge Jie from behind and strangled her neck with her arms!
At this moment, they had all gone mad.
Ye Yuying was suddenly struck by the sight of Ge Jie frantically clinging to Ji Zi's arm, and she felt a momentary sense of suffocation.
But today, the frail Ji Zi seemed to have been possessed. No matter how Ge Jie pinched or hit her, the arm that was holding her neck remained as still as an iron clamp.
"They've rebelled! They've all rebelled!" someone in the crowd exclaimed, and everyone hesitated upon seeing this.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Yuying broke free from her restraints. Instead of running away, she looked down at her hands, which were covered in blood and mud, and then looked up at the gloomy sky at the entrance of the alley.
In those blood-stained eyes, a violent and unyielding flame, a flame of near-destruction, suddenly ignited from that broken, dark ruin!
She wanted to escape peacefully, but no one gave her that opportunity. Instead, they thought she was weak and easy to bully, and the bullying against her intensified.
She won't run away anymore.
She didn't want to run anymore. So what if she was the daughter of a criminal? If these people only knew fists, then today, she would use her fists to put an end to this months-long, disgusting feud.
Instead of rushing towards Ge Jie, she turned to the two henchmen who had just been tearing at her and were now terrified.
Amid their terrified screams, she walked over step by step.
There was no sound in the alley.
Only one, one fallen figure.
And Ye Yuying, who stood upright in the center, covered in blood and with empty eyes, yet still like a god or demon.
With her left eye tightly closed and blood flowing from the corner of her eye, she walked step by step toward Ge Jie, holding on to her last breath, and with her clear right eye, she locked onto her final target.
At this moment, Ge Jie finally broke free from Ji Zi's reckless restraint. Clutching her neck, which was throbbing painfully from being strangled, she quickly punched Ji Zi to the ground, coughing violently, her eyes filled with the terror of surviving a close call and the madness of being completely enraged.
When she saw all her followers lying sprawled on the ground, she knew that things were beyond repair today.
Since she was able to be the leader of this group, Ge Jie was already quite good at fighting. However, she enjoyed the thrill of tormenting people with power and words and rarely bothered to take matters into her own hands.
But now, looking at Ye Yuying, who was like a demon in front of her, she knew that she had to personally and completely strip this daring lapdog back to its original form!
"You fucking want to die!" Ge Jie roared, her anger flaring, and charged fiercely at Ye Yuying!
She wanted to subdue this already exhausted opponent as soon as possible, and then retaliate with ten times the force of the punch she had landed on him earlier!
Ge Jie's attack was purely the rudimentary style of a street thug. She rushed forward, not to strike, but to extend her sharp hands, painted with bright red nail polish, and viciously grab at Ye Yuying's bleeding wound near her eye!
This is the most vicious move; she wants to attack Ye Yuying's bleeding wound!
Ye Yuying jerked her head back sharply, narrowly avoiding the fatal grab.
Taking advantage of Ye Yuying's momentary backward lean, Ge Jie's knee slammed hard into Ye Yuying's abdomen.
Ye Yuying winced in pain, letting out a silent groan as her body arched backward from the blow.
However, she did not collapse.
Just as Ge Jie thought she had succeeded and was preparing to launch the next attack, Ye Yuying slammed her right leg into the ground. Now that things had come to this, she was determined to find out everything today.
Then, unexpectedly, she used her battered, blood-stained, and mud-covered arm to wrap tightly around Ge Jie's neck with lightning speed.
There are no techniques, no rules, only the purest, life-or-death anger and hatred.
The nightingale seemed tireless and oblivious to pain.
Her face was numb, her eyes seemed devoid of emotion, like a war machine programmed to mechanically execute the order to counterattack, over and over again.
Finally, in a moment of confusion, Ye Yuying seized upon Ge Jie's weakness.
She knocked Ge Jie down hard, giving her no chance to catch her breath. She stepped forward and used her incredibly powerful legs to firmly pin down the other's struggles. At the same time, Ge Jie raised her hand and grabbed Ye Yuying's hair.
"Give me the things," she said coldly.
The other person gritted his teeth, a contemptuous smile on his face, and exerted force, trying to make Ye Yuying's scalp tingle.
But Ye Yuying seemed to have lost all sense of pain, not even flinching.
Ye Yuying raised her blood-stained right hand, looked at the face she had hated for months on the ground, clenched her fist, and slammed it down.
Until... the once arrogant Ge Jie finally gave in, her eyes filled with nothing but fear as she looked at Ye Yuying.
Ye Yuying then loosened her fist, slowly stood up from Ge Jie, clutching the letter and USB drive in her hand.
She staggered to the wall, leaned against it, and repeatedly checked the authenticity of the letter.
It's the original. Those fragments of her soul, which carried all her unbearable, humble, and forbidden emotions, have finally returned to her hands.
With everything settled, she slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, tinged with the smell of blood. Gazing at the distant sky, shimmering and bizarre under the city lights, she felt no joy of victory whatsoever.
In the end, she personally unleashed the demon within her, ending her long and disgusting war with the violence she loathed most.
At this moment, she felt only a deeper weariness and self-loathing.
The daughter of a demon, still became a demon.
Just as she was immersed in this self-imposed exile and cold despair, a figure appeared out of nowhere in the shadows at the alley entrance.
Ye Yuying slowly and sluggishly raised her head.
Ye Yuying's mind went blank.
She saw Cheng Mingdu standing motionless at the alley entrance. He was just quietly looking at her, his usually calm and serene face expressionless, but in his eyes, there was a terrifying storm she couldn't understand, a mixture of shock, heartache, and some deeper emotion.
He saw it.
He must have seen it all.
He saw her at her fiercest, most violent, and most unbelievable. He saw her like a mad beast, swinging her fists at a group of people.
I saw her ugliest, darkest, and most like her murderous father.
She can't turn back...
She made no attempt to wipe the blood from her face, nor did she try to straighten her already deformed clothes.
She simply stuffed the equally tattered stack of letters into her schoolbag, and like a sinner awaiting final judgment, she walked step by step toward the alleyway—the only source of light in her life, and also the abyss that terrified her the most.
When she walked out of the alley, she was still covered in blood, and her injuries were more severe than anyone else's.
Her forehead was cut, and blood dripped down her eyelashes. She looked away from his gaze, looking disheveled and vulnerable.
She walked up to him, stopped, but didn't dare to look up at him.
There was a deathly silence between them.
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Author's note: 50~
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