It was another late night.
Fu Qing, as usual, burned paper money by the river in the reed marshes.
He kept rambling on about his and Huang Yawen's life from childhood to adulthood.
"When you came to Jiangcheng, you said you preferred life in the countryside, where our family and friends were, and where we had so many memories. At that time, I didn't take it to heart and was focused on staying in Jiangcheng to work after graduation."
"Don't worry, I will take you back, with your soul, back to the place where we grew up."
He sat on the bank, gently poking at the fire, occasionally glancing at the deep, surging river.
His tone was gentle, like a loving whisper.
Blood dripped steadily from the other hand, the blood droplets hissing as they collided with the flames.
"Fu Qing, what are you doing?" A gentle voice came from behind.
Late at night, by a deserted riverbank, it was quite eerie to hear.
But Fu Qing seemed not to hear, and sat quietly without turning her head.
Zhao Qingqing walked over, stood beside him, looked at the river, and muttered to herself, "I know you still like that guy surnamed Huang."
"But I'm your boyfriend, you shouldn't be fickle."
"I like you so much, I don't blame you at all, I only blame that damn woman."
"How could she be so despicable..."
Fu Qing looked up at her.
Seeing that he finally showed some emotion, Zhao Qingqing was overjoyed. "Sure enough, you only look at me when you belittle and scold her."
"Smack!"
Fu Qing took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands expressionlessly. "So dirty."
"Ha ha......"
Zhao Qingqing laughed, and her voice sent chills down one's spine in the darkness.
She smiled and waved, and a man carrying an earthenware jar stepped forward. "Don't you love her? I'll grind her to ashes right in front of you, how about that?"
Fu Qing didn't even look up. "You think you can fool me with such a little trick?"
"You don't believe me?" Zhao Qingqing was taken aback, then chuckled eerily. "If I told you that I killed Huang Yawen, would you believe me?"
"What did you say!" Fu Qing suddenly stood up, staring intently at her with a shocked expression.
“Yes, that’s it.” Zhao Qingqing’s smile grew increasingly maniacal.
She gazed into his eyes, mesmerized, and couldn't resist raising her hand to stroke his cheek.
“You’ve never looked at me for this long before.”
"I really love your eyes, they're so gentle. If only I could have that gentleness."
Fu Qing turned her head away, dodging her hand. "Don't lie to me. I've already agreed to be with you. You have no reason to hurt Xiao Wen."
Zhao Qingqing snorted, "No reason? The fact that you treat me differently from her is the biggest reason."
She fell in love with Fu Qing because he was so gentle with Huang Yawen.
However, after they started dating, Fu Qing treated her completely differently.
He doesn't know how to coax her, nor does he worry about making her angry. He just remains expressionless and doesn't spare her a single glance.
Jealousy, insane jealousy.
He was jealous of the woman who received all his tenderness.
Such a person should not exist in this world.
"So..." A murderous glint flashed in Fu Qing's eyes. He raised his hand and grabbed her neck, demanding loudly, "Did you really kill Xiao Wen? Why?"
Zhao Qingqing's neck wound, which hadn't fully healed, was reopened.
The pain contorted her face.
"I killed him, so what?"
"Are you very angry, furious, and wish you could kill me? But you don't dare."
"I've been so good to you, yet you've always been thinking about her. She's dead, dead!"
"I don't blame you. I only regret that I wasn't more cruel when I killed her. Maybe that way, I would have felt much happier."
Zhao Qingqing didn't say anything, so Zhao Mei and the others could only stand there and watch.
Because they all knew that Fu Qing didn't have the guts to kill her.
Fu Qing tightened her grip, "You're so vicious, you must have killed quite a few people, aren't you afraid I'll report you to the police and have you arrested?"
Zhao Qingqing thought he was naive and arrogant, "Arrest me? My grandfather is a military commander, my maternal grandfather is the director of the railway bureau, and my parents are both section chiefs."
"Who the hell dares to arrest me?"
"But you are right about one thing. I have indeed killed a lot of people. Anyone who offended me or my aunt, or anyone we didn't like, was dealt with by me."
"Do you remember Mr. Chen, the married teacher at your school?"
"You're married but still unfaithful, always secretly watching you. How dare she look at my man? You slut."
"So I found more than a dozen men and gang-raped her."
Fu Qing's hand, which was gripping her neck, trembled, and she released her.
His voice was hoarse, "You're a madman, you're a madman."
Zhao Qingqing covered her neck and moved closer to him. "Are you afraid of me? Don't be afraid. I like you. I won't kill you. I will only love you."
Seeing Fu Qing's trembling hands, she felt an indescribable sense of pleasure.
She was wrong.
She was wrong from beginning to end.
She shouldn't have pretended to be gentle and tried so hard to please this man.
She should show him her crazy side, make him fearful, afraid, and submissive.
So, she excitedly revealed everything she had done, one by one.
"When I was following you and Huang Ya-wen, I heard you say you liked her eyes, so I gouged them out. You also said her nose was pretty, so I cut off her nose too. Didn't she like you carrying her when no one was around? You bitch, you're not without arms and legs, so I broke them too..."
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