Xiang Zhilan seemed not to hear, as if her soul had left her body.
She was exhausted and in great pain. She slowly closed her eyes, wishing that everything that had happened was just a nightmare.
As long as she gets a good night's sleep, everything will be back to normal when she wakes up.
Shen Muzhi thought she was sleepy, so he gently brushed away the hair that was stuck to her cheek and kissed her softly.
He never liked being touched by others, but he felt particularly comfortable sleeping with her in his arms.
Perhaps due to the intense exercise, he unusually did not fall asleep before midnight.
The night was quiet, with only the sound of waves crashing against the ship.
On the endless deep blue sea, the sun, moon, and stars slowly take turns.
The sun gradually rose from the east, and a crimson halo climbed into the sky.
Xiang Zhilan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes, feeling dizzy and disoriented. What she saw was Shen Muzhi's handsome and aloof face.
All the events of last night flooded back; she had been raped by this man.
Those nightmarish scenes were all real!
Xiang Zhilan closed her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks. She removed the man's hand from her body, and as she got out of bed, the shameful liquid slowly flowed down, once again reminding her of the man's bestial acts on her.
She covered her mouth and sobbed, then picked up her skirt from the ground and put it on.
After getting dressed, she wiped away her tears with both hands, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a gleaming silver fruit knife on the coffee table.
She walked over and, as if possessed, picked up the knife.
When Shen Muzhi woke up, he saw Xiang Zhilan holding a knife in her hand, staring straight at the blade. He panicked and immediately got out of bed.
Startled from her reverie, Xiang Zhilan instinctively gripped the knife and abruptly looked up at Shen Muzhi.
"Don't do anything foolish!" Shen Muzhi thought she was being reckless, and a hint of panic appeared on his usually cold face. His dark eyes were fixed on the knife in Xiang Zhilan's hand, as if he wanted to seize the opportunity to take it away.
Xiang Zhilan gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, but contrary to his expectations, she looked at him with overwhelming hatred in her heart.
Suddenly, as if she wanted to take him down with her, she charged at him with lightning speed, the tip of her knife aimed straight at him.
Shen Muzhi realized what she was about to do the moment she took her first step. He had a chance to subdue her, but he didn't. He stood still and let the fruit knife in her hand plunge directly into his abdomen.
Blood splattered everywhere, covering Xiang Zhilan's hands and body, dripping onto the ground.
She slowly came to her senses, released the knife handle, and took two steps back in fear.
She raised her eyes to look at Shen Muzhi's face, her lips trembling slightly.
Shen Muzhi pulled out the fruit knife, clutched his stomach, and tried to walk towards her to tell her that he was alright.
Xiang Zhilan was going crazy. She shoved Shen Muzhi, who was approaching, and rushed out of the door in a panic.
Shen Muzhi fell onto the bed, and the bright red blood slowly flowed through his fingers onto the sheets. The blood spread and merged with the dark red stain left by Xiang Zhilan last night, permeating each other.
After rushing out of Shen Muzhi's room, Xiang Zhilan bumped into someone.
She looked up and saw Feng Jingxian walking out of the opposite room, the person she least wanted to see and didn't know how to face at that moment.
Feng Jingxian saw Xiang Zhilan rush out of Shen Muzhi's room early in the morning, her hands and dress still stained with a lot of blood.
His expression changed drastically, and he asked anxiously, "Zhi Lan, what happened?"
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