Xie Yun's muscles were tense as he looked at Xiaozhi indifferently, his sharp eyes frightening.
An Meng patted his arm soothingly and said to Xiao Zhi, "You won't."
Xiaozhi's intimidation failed, and she looked at her strangely.
"He and I," An Meng glanced at Xie Yun, who had relaxed a little, "don't fall into that category."
Xiaozhi's eyes flickered and she was speechless.
An Meng said, "Xiaozhi, please stop. You've already killed five people. Even if it's revenge, it's enough, isn't it?"
"Not enough," Xiaozhi sneered, her almond-shaped eyes filled with murderous intent, "I don't think it's enough."
“…”
Xiaozhi walked over and sat down on the sofa, looking leisurely at the two uninvited guests she had let into the house.
A rare desire to talk surged up.
"I met Wang Guodong in a nightclub," she said. "He was very different from the five people I met before."
"He particularly disgusts me," Xiaozhi said with disgust. "It wasn't long before I was sure that he had to be the sixth. Do you know why?"
An Meng opened her mouth: "Yes..."
"Shh——" Xiaozhi raised her index finger in front of her lips to prevent An Meng from continuing.
An unprecedented desire to talk ignited in her, and she almost forgot that Wang Guodong was still tied up in the bathroom.
"Because he looks so much like that person," Xiaozhi said. "Like...that person. Haha, how can there be two people in the world who look so alike!"
"you--"
Xiaozhi's cheeks twisted slightly. She spoke softly, but every word was filled with hatred: "I've wanted to kill him since I was a child! Every minute, every second, every day and every night, there's not a single moment that I don't think about him!"
"However, I have been enduring it. I thought I would definitely kill him and he would not be able to escape." Xiaozhi spoke incoherently, her nails digging deeply into the palm of her hand, and she clenched her fist so hard that the joints turned a faint bluish-white color.
"I've chosen a date for his death. I've made all the necessary preparations. If he ever comes home, I swear I'll kill him. Even if I get caught by the police, I'll kill him no matter what! But, but...! He didn't come back!"
An Meng lowered her eyelashes and stopped looking at Xiaozhi's tearful face. A faint sympathy and sadness surged in her heart.
"He died while driving home. A round stone pillar on a truck wasn't tied properly, and when the light turned red at the intersection, it rolled down and hit the roof of his car! I later heard that the front half of the car was completely dented, and the driver in the driver's seat died on the spot."
Xiaozhi was sobbing uncontrollably, and it was hard to tell what emotion she was feeling at the moment, perhaps hatred, or perhaps self-pity.
"What's even more ridiculous is that his new girlfriend was in the car! She died with him too. That silly woman had no idea her boyfriend was that kind of person before she died! How dare he? How dare he! How could he so calmly start a new life after completely destroying me!"
"Yes, he died, just so hastily. Maybe it was God taking him away. But my hatred is far from gone. I wanted to kill him myself! But God didn't give me that chance. I really hated him so much that I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. All I could see in my dreams was that hateful face!"
An Meng exhaled slowly and said bitterly, "So you started looking for a new target."
"Yes!" Xiaozhi shuddered violently. "After he died, I ran out of money, so I dropped out of school and went to work in a nightclub. Soon, I met the first idiot, and I quickly killed him to vent my hatred!"
"And then there was the second one," Xiaozhi twisted her voice as the muscles at the corners of her mouth began to twitch due to the violent fluctuations in her emotions. "The third, the fourth, the fifth! They're all stupid! They deserve it!"
An Meng pursed her lips and looked at the huge black suitcase leaning against the wall. "First, you knock them out, then castrate them all, without exception. Then, kill them cleanly and dismember them before disposing of the bodies."
Xie Yun was startled, and a chill suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, as if countless cold little snakes were crawling across his body, sticky and creepy.
This... is really a pervert!
"Haha, haha—" Xiaozhi laughed wildly, feeling slightly pleased with herself. "You really know a lot. When I first started, I wasn't very proficient and made a mess of it. So I taught myself physiology and anatomy, and sure enough, the rest turned out perfectly."
An Meng shook her head in disapproval: "You are no longer seeking revenge. You are deeply trapped in the pleasure of killing and the sense of control. You can't extricate yourself. You are addicted to it. The blood and fear satisfy you. You can no longer control yourself——"
"What do you know!" Xiaozhi suddenly interrupted, completely furious. "Don't accuse me from your moral high ground! Do you know what I've been through? Do you know?"
"I……"
Xiaozhi didn't give her a chance to speak, and shouted, "Even if you know everything, so what? You can't really feel what it's like! You're just talking nonsense!"
"..." An Meng felt a faint itch in her throat, and she said with difficulty: "I'm sorry."
Xiaozhi's breathing became disordered and her vision became blurred due to extreme anger and excitement.
The living room in front of me seemed to be shaking constantly, and finally turned into a vortex, at the end of which was a dim bedroom.
That bedroom left an indelible mark on Xiaozhi's life.
——It was there that his stepfather frequently molested him, behind his mother's back.
When Xiaozhi was nine years old, his mother remarried and took him with her.
She naively thought that this man was a compensation for her previous broken marriage, but she didn't expect the opposite to be true.
This man was actually the source of ruining his son's life.
Xiaozhi's stepfather is a typical senior white-collar worker. He dresses well and looks respectable in public, but secretly he has a shameful habit.
He has a perverted interest in the children his wife brought up, which cannot be told to outsiders.
Xiaozhi was born a boy and his appearance was not particularly pretty.
He has fair skin, big eyes, and looks very cute. He has delicate bones and long limbs.
From childhood to adulthood, many people would even think he was a little girl when they saw him for the first time.
Children who are too beautiful will always attract bad people's attention.
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