Translator: CinderTL
"After he left me, I developed a passion for photography," a pale hand rested on Banana Wolf's shoulder. The woman's voice remained alluring, but the slight drunkenness was gone, replaced by an icy chill.
"They are all my collected treasures. Each one of them promised to treat me well for a lifetime," the woman's fingers traced along Banana Wolf's neck. "To ensure they didn't break their promises, I had to keep them here forever, to accompany me."
What frightened Banana Wolf more than her words was her current actions.
He had just helped her lie down on the bed, but now, without moving her body, her hand reached out directly.
Her arm had to be at least three meters long.
To avoid provoking her, Banana Wolf resisted the pressure and didn't dare to turn around.
But the next second, Weng Qing's voice was already by his ear, her casual breath stimulating his earlobe.
But Banana Wolf truly had no other thoughts at the moment. He stood there dumbly, behaving very obediently.
"His name is Wang Yuxue, a university professor," Weng Qing pointed to a man in a photo, dressed in a suit and wearing frameless glasses.
"He was also a tenant in this building, living next to me. He looked like a very upright gentleman, didn't he?"
Staring at the photo, Weng Qing bit her finger and chuckled, "But he was already married. His wife was raising their two children alone in another city, also supporting his parents. But what about him? He used tutoring as an excuse to bring girls home and then took advantage of them."
"Later, he found me," Weng Qing showed a satisfied smile, looking at the photo as if recalling something. "His eyes were very beautiful. To prevent him from seducing other women, I kept his eyes."
Banana Wolf couldn't help but shiver.
"And him," Weng Qing shifted her gaze to a photo under the clock, a prominent position that seemed to hold special significance.
It was a very sunny-looking young man, wearing a sports jersey and shorts, with a very fit physique.
"His name is Yan Ruyu, a student at the sports academy," Weng Qing's voice was like a knife, dissecting the man in the photo piece by piece, explaining to Banana Wolf.
"He looked very honest and simple, didn't he?" Weng Qing exhaled, her eyes instantly turning cold. "But he was a complete scoundrel. He lived above me, and I often heard him beating his girlfriend. After she got pregnant, he came to harass me."
"So I kept him too," Weng Qing leaned close to Banana Wolf's ear and whispered, "He boasted about his prowess, so I kept him, only to find out he wasn't telling the truth." Weng Qing's fingers rested on her lips, laughing very happily.
Weng Qing, barefoot, tiptoed one by one, introducing Banana Wolf to the men in these photos and the dirty stories behind them.
She seemed very happy, like a child introducing her beloved toys to a new friend.
Finally, it was his turn.
In the corner hung an empty photo frame. Weng Qing took it down and held it to her chest. Clearly, this frame was reserved for Banana Wolf.
"You're also someone who uses sweet talk to deceive women, aren't you?" She narrowed her red eyes, staring at Banana Wolf. "I like you very much, so I'll keep your tongue to let you whisper sweet nothings to me."
The bedroom door was tightly shut, and Banana Wolf was lifeless.
Even if the door could open, it wouldn't help. The two originally docile golden retrievers were now guarding the door, baring their teeth, eyes blood-red.
Tiptoeing, Weng Qing leaned on Banana Wolf's back, her arms encircling his shoulders, her cold fingers gradually touching his face.
Pressing close to him, feeling the beating heart in Banana Wolf's chest, Weng Qing's pale cheeks showed a hint of blush and desire.
She curled her lips, her crimson lips, soft body, a morbid beauty seamlessly emanating from her.
Sharp nails traced the man's Adam's apple before her. Soon, this would become another satisfactory piece in her collection.
But just as the nails were about to cut his throat, Weng Qing stopped.
The man before her didn't cry or swear to treat her well for a lifetime like the others who had come here, only wanting to survive.
The man before her was unusually calm, even his breathing was different from the start, as if he had become a different person.
Through the reflection in the glass frame, she saw the man's gaze fixed on the photos hanging on the wall. He seemed to have forgotten he was about to die here.
Like those others, to be hung on the wall forever, as her collection.
"Sister," Banana Wolf suddenly spoke, "Did you truly love or hate them? Or were they just substitutes for that person?"
Banana Wolf didn't turn around. He stood there, aware of Weng Qing's story. "While punishing these people, what you really wanted was for them to atone for the sins of that person in your heart."
Before he finished speaking, the killing intent around them intensified instantly, the only night light flickering like a candle in the wind.
Several shallow, fine blood marks tore open his skin.
A few drops of bright red blood slid down his cheeks, staining the white collar like plum blossoms.
The man remained unmoved.
"Shut up," Weng Qing grabbed Banana Wolf's shoulders, her sharp nails already piercing his flesh. She bit her lip, her voice low, "You're just like him! All of you men like him deserve to die!"
"But that man deserves to die even more, doesn't he?" Banana Wolf interrupted Weng Qing, speaking righteously. "He ruined you, hurt the originally gentle, kind, lovely, innocent, beautiful, generous, and understanding sister! He destroyed your life!"
"I won't let him off," Banana Wolf gritted his teeth, his once gentle eyes now filled with rage.
Weng Qing's blood-red eyes trembled. The man before her seemed to have become a different person, his young and handsome face full of determination. His heartbeat was like a drum, his hatred for the man who hurt her almost tangible.
But... she was the one about to kill him.
Why?
Why would he...
The hand on his shoulder was suddenly enveloped in warmth. Banana Wolf grabbed her hand and slowly turned around. Weng Qing instinctively tried to pull back, but he held on tighter.
In the dim environment, she saw tears welling up in Banana Wolf's eyes. "Sister, stop tormenting yourself," Banana Wolf's lips trembled. "I know the man who hurt you hasn't received the punishment he deserves."
"Let's find him together. Even if it costs my life, I'll make him atone for what he did to you!"
(End of the Chapter)
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