Ex-Girlfriend Blackens Every Day: Chapter 62

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ARC 3: YOUNG MASTER'S EX-GIRLFRIEND (11)

The man pushed the door open and caught sight of the youth standing by the French window.

He wore a bathrobe, and water was dripping from the ends of his hair as he watched the city's night view.

"Have you come around? You're not going to run away?"

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"A wise man submits to circumstances. With so many people outside, I can't escape at all, can I? What's more, I wouldn't be able to resist with all the injuries on my body." Xue Shao answered expressionlessly. There was a chilling implication in his voice.

"It would be better for you to think that way." The man smiled as he caressed him.

Suddenly, Xue Shao pushed him to the ground and unbuttoned his collar.

The man froze for a moment before resting his hands behind his head. Smiling, he admired the face of the young man in front of him. With sword-shaped and starry eyes, the handsome appearance looked very both young and tender.

A naïve youngster that was like a blank sheet of paper. He really picked up a treasure.

Xue Shao lowered his eyes, and gently stroked the man's neck with his fingers.

The man simply closed his eyes.

Pff——

The sudden splutter of blood fascinated Xue Shao.

He tightly covered up the man's nose and mouth as he watched him struggle like a dying fish.

In the end, he stunned the person with a final slash.

The look of fear was still present on his face.

Never did the man think he would be killed by the prey he chose himself.

He escaped the law, but could not escape his retribution.

A shower gel bottle Xue Shao broke impaled the man's chest.

Did he think his fractured ribs meant he wouldn't have the strength to fight resist?

Xue Shao smiled coldly. He ruthlessly kicked a certain place and took away any useful items on the man's body. After cleaning up the scene in haste, he cracked the door open.

Wolf-like bodyguards stared at him.

"I—I'm going down to buy something."

The young man grasped his collar tightly. His face was flushed with a strange blush and his walking posture was undoubtedly abnormal.

Sharp pairs of eyes noticed the blood on his pants and they tacitly smiled at one another.

Finally, a bodyguard led him downstairs to the convenience store.

When passing through a dark alley, the teenager suddenly shouted, as if he had tripped over something and couldn't get up.

The bodyguard walked over with impatience and bent down to pick him up.

This time, his movements were much more agile. After covering the opponent's hand and nose with one hand, he quickly slashed the man's neck with the broken bottle piece.

The bodyguard's entire body convulsed.

Xue Shao arranged him against the wall and knocked him unconscious without a change in his expression.

The moonlight was very cold on this night. It was as if a layer of frost had formed on him. His eyes were dull, seemingly contaminated by the heady smell of blood.

A stain bloomed like flowers on his brow bone, looking morbid yet enchanting.

When the bodyguard stopped struggling, Xue Shao looked all around and quickly swapped his bathrobe with the suit on the man's body. He was very calm as he positioned the man in a drunken posture to gain more time for himself.

For some people, once the beast in their hearts was unleashed, they could never reign it back.

Xue Shao felt nothing about injuring people. It was as ordinary as slaughtering a fish, only that it required a bit more effort. But with some practice, the skill could be honed to make things easier.

There were times he thought that men were easier to manipulate than fish.

...Something was definitely wrong with his mentality, wasn't there?

The boy lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand.

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It didn't seem like a bad thing.

"Brother, your doll fell down."

A little Chinese girl in an elementary school uniform ran over with a small queen doll in her chubby pair of hands. She felt a bit reluctant when she handed it to him.

An inexplicable softness invaded his cold chest.

That person's name suddenly became clear and as a result, a rose flower bloomed from out of his fortress.

His expression gradually softened.

If I don't fall into despair over this world, then it must mean a person residing in my heart.

Her smiling expression was like a crescent moon on the horizon, her kisses sweet and mellow, just like honey.

She would yell at him whenever hew as injured, but there was distress in her eyes.

Queen Dowager, Little Xue misses you.

He pressed the doll against his chest, close to the place of his beating heart.

If I never go back to being that silly dog, would you...still want me?

The young man lowered his eyes. He didn't dare to think about the answer.

He turned into a fiend. As he watched those desperate and fearful expressions, an unspeakable sense of satisfaction rose in his heart.

To be feared was a wonderful thing, but he didn't want her to know about his bloodstained hands and his abnormality.

Can these sinful hands hold her again?

The expression on the boy's face showed a trace of confusion, as if he was struggling with something. Finally, he smiled.

The smile was clear and bright, and the little girls who secretly watched him on the plane got lost in it.

This sunny and handsome boy thought in his heart—

If she refuses, then he can just make a specimen out of her.

That way, she could never refuse him.

Of course, she won't betray him either.

———

The youth's expression was cold as he watched the couple walking out of the theater opposite him.

A young woman with exquisite makeup wore a retro-style red dress. She was gorgeous in a way that moved people.

Beside her was a young man in a tailored dark green suit. His hair was combed back to reveal a smooth and wide forehead. He was lowering his head to tell her something that made her smile.

The ruby ​​pendant in her ear swung back and forth like swings.

She had bright eyes and white teeth, along with a slightly sweet smile.

She really was beautiful, beautiful enough to make all the cells in his body cry out and never let her see the light of day again.

"Then, see you tomorrow."

Linlang stood on tiptoe and approached his lips. From other people's perspectives, it resembled a kissing posture.

The beautiful woman cast a glance and said with a low laugh, "Master Xue, that person of yours has been following us all day. It seems you'll be able to embrace the beauty very soon. Congratulations are in order. Remember to count me as the matchmaker.”

After Xue Shao went abroad, Zhang Mengmeng developed an expensive addiction to cigarettes under the instigation of a certain group of people. At first, she was only dabbling, but later things got out of hand and she poured all her savings into it.

She went back home to ask her parents for money, but how could an ordinary middle-class family withstand her lavish spending? Finally, they came across the scene of Zhang Mengmeng during a withdrawal. They were so frightened that they sent her straight to rehab.

Zhang Mengmeng was very scared and ran away on the way there to go hide in a small boutique.

Linlang happened to be passing by. Thinking that the opportunity shouldn't go to waste, she called Xue Shen and created a scene of the hero saving the beauty.

However, people never cherish what they acquire to easily. In order to make things more chaotic, Linlang suggested that they act as lovers to stimulate Zhang Mengmeng.

The female lead really took the bait and showed extraordinary concern for Xue Shen. You must know that before this, she chased Xue Shao with all her heart and ignored him completely.

"Don't worry, I'll invite you."

His icy-cold kiss fell on her lips where it lingered with a sense of nostalgia.

Linlang raised her eyebrows slightly.

Does a fake play have to go this far?

Forget it, she doesn't care.

After watching him drive away, she turned around and walked up the stairs.

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Linlang opened the doorknob with the key.

Something was wrong.

She calmly swept her eyes around the place. The furnishings had not changed. Everything looked the same as she left it.

No, that's not right.

There was a lovely bunch of new flowers in the blue and white-patterned vase.

Irises.

Linlang immediately closed the door and backed away, only to bump into a chest that prevented her from leaving.

"The door's open. Why won't you go inside?"

Icy cold hands wrapped around her waist. She couldn't move.

The young master leaned over from behind and gently nibbled at the stray strands of hair on her cheek. It was cold and gloomy, and the fishy scent of blood that wafted over was nauseating.

A devil came back for revenge.

Bang--

He slammed the door and locked it with skilled ease.

Linlang was immediately pressed down on the hallway floor. The ice-cold surface spread through her clothes to her skin.

The young man's eyes were overcast, like clusters of devil-fire that suddenly lit up in a dark ravine. They could ravish a lush forest at alarming speed, leaving a barren and withered land in the wake of the conflagration.

"Tell me, why did you let him kiss you?"

Slender fingers stroked the woman's cheeks with a fascination.

It hurts.

Linlang could feel jagged scar on his palm. The flesh had turned outwards and had not fully healed yet. At a glance, one could instantly tell he went through a life-and-death struggle.

The male lead's life must be big to have escaped that.

Linlang never thought he could come back.

According to this attitude, it would seem that he wants to kill her?

That won't do. She's afraid of pain.

She raised her face slightly and smiled sweetly at him. "Welcome home, Little Xue."

The youth was startled.

Linlang took the initiative to reach out and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her voice was full of doting when she said, "Let's see, did you lose weight? You didn't eat well there?" She seemed to feel a wound and was panicked. "What happened to the back of your neck? Were you hurt? Let me see!"

She wanted to sit up, but the man prevented her from getting up.

His vigilance is quite high.

Her bright eyes looked at him a slightly puzzled expression.

"Are you... lying to me?" There was a somewhat cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Lying to you?"

"You're with Xue Shen."

The youth's voice were light as a feather, as if he was an android reciting words.

Linlang's body stiffened, then her eyes gradually fogged up. The hair scattered around head was like seaweed as it curled and twisted over her red dress.

He was indifferent to the scorching beauty.

"Tell me why."

Why betray me?

Why did I have to see that scene?

I risked my life and fought, thinking if I was going to die, I had to see you one last time then properly tell you not to wait for me.

Find someone who loves you and get married.

But his wishful thinking was all a joke.

A great big joke.

She thoroughly deceived him.

Once again, she beat him into a hopeless position, but he won't be fooled anymore.

He won't believe any words from those lips he indulged in.

Xue Shao spread his fingers and touched her throat.

The cold and gloomy expression on his face was frightening.

Traitors don't need to exist.

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So many of you cuties have cried. I feel like I'm courting death...what if I'm more gentle this time around? You'll put your knives away, won't you?

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Back in Ancient Greece, iris flowers were planted over the graves of women in hopes that Iris, the Goddess of Rainbows and Messenger of Gods, would guide their journey to the afterlife. Linlang bascially got a flower that meant R.I.P.