Chapter 081 | 0081 My First Encounter with Him on a Rainy Day
"You want to go out?"
A man's voice asked her, speaking to Wu Xian through a cage-like gate.
He was the son of Ms. Wu and Mr. Pei, and also Wu Qian's brother. He was one of the few people who treated her well, speaking softly, but she instinctively disliked it.
Look, the annoyance under his eyes isn't hidden yet. He's come many times, and he asks the same question every time, but Wu Xian has no interest in talking to him.
He left again, and the wind he stirred up as he walked opened the crack in the iron gate.
Wu Xian knew that he had deliberately opened the door. "Brother" was still struggling with his conscience, so he didn't make it obvious. Maybe he would come back and close the door later.
It doesn't matter, Wu Xian has no conscience and no morals.
Since the door is open, it means we can go out.
So she squeezed through the crack in the door barefoot, the thin wires from the metal scraping against her body, leaving tiny scratches and beads of blood rolling down her skin.
There was no one guarding the door. Ms. Wu wasn't afraid that her daughter would run away; she just wanted to lock Wu Qian up so that no one would see that she had such a crazy daughter. But occasionally she would come over and gently stroke her.
Ms. Wu thought Wu Qian was asleep, unaware that her daughter was suffering from insomnia.
Thinking of Ms. Wu, Wu Qian paused for a moment, but only for a second, before running towards freedom.
There were so many places to go in one night, she wandered aimlessly along the green belt, not knowing where her destination was.
She didn't know what time it was, only that the streets were deserted with only a few cars passing by occasionally, and the streetlights were still on, casting long shadows of her in the dim light.
Wu Qian didn't feel the joy she had imagined. She even felt suffocated and nauseous. She wanted to run, to cross the road, and to scream.
But in the end she gave up; perhaps she wasn't completely insane.
So she wandered around like a ghost.
The wounds on her body had not yet scabbed over, and she could feel a fine pain when she touched them. Wu Qian walked into a small path, sat down, and stared at the wounds that were oozing blood.
Hearing heavy footsteps behind her, Wu Qian suddenly remembered that she had paid attention to social news when she was bored while watching TV—the victims of serial killers on the run were all young, beautiful, and alone women.
Wu Xian wasn't sure if she was beautiful, but she was definitely alone...
So she raised her neck like a bird obediently walking towards its death. If she satisfied his murderous impulse today, would no other girls be killed? Ms. Wu always said she was useless, so she might as well do some small things within her power.
Wu Xian tilted her head back, and a fine rain began to fall from the sky, growing heavier and heavier until it became beads the size of soybeans.
She recalled a quote she had read: "No rain is unanticipated."
That's good. Once she's killed, the rain will wash away all her blood, leaving no trace, so as not to frighten the garbage-collecting auntie who gets up early the next day.
Wu Xian waited and waited, until the footsteps disappeared but the other party still didn't make a move.
She had no choice but to open her eyes and turn around to look, reminding the murderer to be professional.
Before Wu Qian could move, she was lifted up and wrapped in strong arms. Wu Qian saw a tall, brown-haired foreign man. Rain streamed down his face, and all traces of civilization had vanished from his body, leaving only his wildness.
"Hello." Wu Xian's throat was a little hoarse, and her neck ached as she tilted her head back. "Mr. Murderer."
"Murderer." The man's icy voice rang out. "Are you his lover?"
"Aren't you a murderer?"
These two people, meeting for the first time, were using questions to ascertain each other's identities.
Wu Xian stared at him intently; he was too captivating. Raindrops dampened his eyelashes, and she wanted to lick them clean for him. To put it more bluntly, she felt a primal human desire for him.
She stared at him for so long that she seemed to have finally melted his heart. "Come with me."
"I'll go with you," Wu Xian repeated, placing her hand in his without much thought.
The next moment, sharp teeth pierced her neck, and amidst the pain in the back of her neck, Wu Qian heard him say, "I will be your master, my name is..."
The name is...
What is it?
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