A dark alley so dim that sunlight barely reached it.
“Hey, big brother, what’s up?”
“How have I been lately? Haha, couldn’t be better. Let me tell you, just a few days ago the cultural performance ended, and us judges were taken by the school leaders to the best restaurant in Wanqing City for a feast. Caviar on black bread, the whole meal cost 180,000 yuan, all reimbursed by public funds!”
“Forget about all those lazy fat cats who just sit around collecting their paychecks—this is how the world works, isn’t it? Didn’t you teach me this? Hahaha! The head of the Academic Affairs even toasted with me, tsk tsk tsk!!”
“Wait, is that fighting I hear? Oh, I’m just watching a movie with a classmate, you know, that one starring the big shot from the furniture city—Jackie Chan. The fight scenes are seriously intense, every punch lands with real impact!”
“Alright, gotta go, the climax’s about to start!”
After saying this, he hung up. Ji Yuetian put away his cheerful smile and coldly glanced at the few yellow-haired thugs writhing and moaning on the ground.
Then, casually slinging the steel pipe over his shoulder, he swaggered away as if no one was around, under the thugs’ fearful gazes. The terrified group just stared at his departing back, not daring to make a sound.
*****
At the back gate of Wanqing Yongxing School, it was class time, so not many students were coming or going.
The security guard, an old man, unusually didn’t slack off. Instead, he straightened his back and stared ahead with a sharp gaze, as if at this moment he had become the face of the school.
The reason was a gray Panamera 911 parked right at the back gate. The “Panamera,” translated in Chinese as “Porsche,” had a sleek, sharply curved hood and a streamlined body exuding unique charm. The privacy glass blocked any view inside.
Anyone seeing it would immediately think of luxury, prestige, and high class!
The car door slowly opened, and a graceful young woman with an elegant, commanding aura stepped out. Wearing sunglasses, her delicate face shimmered faintly under the sunlight, and her high heels clicked crisply against the pavement.
She walked to the other side and opened the car door. A boy around seventeen or eighteen stepped out. His looks were above average, and his clothes were plain—just barely standing out in a crowd.
“How was the food?” the elegant woman asked softly.
“Uh, it was… okay,” the boy replied shyly, his cheeks slightly flushed. He avoided her gaze, eyes flickering nervously.
A faint smile curved the woman’s lips, her eyes tinged with curiosity, as if wanting to see right through him.
She reached out and gently ruffled the boy’s hair. “Next time, I’ll take you out to eat.”
“Next time… next time, if I have time, we’ll see,” the boy stammered, dazed from her touch.
“Hmm~~” the woman giggled. Then she turned back to the car, stepped on the gas, and the car sped away!
Once the Porsche disappeared from sight, Yao Shiming finally exhaled in relief.
Suddenly, a large hand slammed heavily onto his shoulder, making him jump.
“Old Yao, what’s your relationship with that woman?” Ji Yuetian, who had just arrived at the back gate and witnessed this, leaned in with a gossiping grin.
“Don’t tell me you’re being kept by some rich lady? I’ll tell you, women are like wolves and tigers, you better watch yourself…”
“She’s my childhood friend,” Yao Shiming retorted, rolling his eyes at his teasing friend.
“Don’t be fooled by her elegant vibe. She’s only nineteen and just started college.”
“Childhood friend? Why have you never mentioned her before?” Ji Yuetian asked, puzzled.
“Well, me and her…” Yao Shiming opened his mouth to explain but sighed helplessly. “Forget it. I’ll explain it to you when I get the chance.”
Seeing that Yao Shiming didn’t want to say more, Ji Yuetian didn’t push, but silently made a mental note.
The two headed back to their dorm. The large room was quiet and empty—Little Fox was out working another part-time job, and Luo Yikang had gone off to chase some girl.
Once back, Yao Shiming booted up his computer, busy with some task unknown, while Ji Yuetian lay on his bed, scrolling through short videos.
Unconsciously, sleep crept in, and he soon dozed off, resting his head on the pillow.
*****
Run!
Run fast!
Anywhere!
Just run—
On the endless tulip plains, a long-haired elegant woman fled in panic, desperate to escape.
Ji Yuetian didn’t know why he was running, but a voice inside screamed: Must escape! Quickly! Don’t let him catch you!!
A gunshot cracked through the sky with a “bang!”
Blood splattered everywhere!
The bullet hit the woman’s calf, and she screamed, collapsing into the flowers, stirring a shower of golden petals.
Golden tulips gently fell upon her, as if holding a funeral.
A tragic funeral.
Pain! So much pain!
Every cell in her body seemed to scream.
“Da, da, da…”
In the distance, under the twilight sun, a familiar figure slowly approached—slow but determined.
Each step felt like a heavy blow to the heart, oppressive and suffocating. His shadow stretched long in the dim light, like a messenger from hell.
The shiny leather shoes parted the flowers and weeds as his footsteps drew closer. The man’s pace was leisurely, even playful—like toying with his prey.
The long-haired woman looked at him in terror, eyes full of despair and helplessness.
One step, two steps.
One step, two steps.
The distance closed.
Finally, the man stood before her, crouched down. Bright red blood pooled on the ground. His fingers lightly touched the sticky fluid, feeling the warm wetness on his palm. A crooked smile curled his lips as he licked it off with his tongue.
A faint scent of gardenia mixed with mint filled the air—captivating, intoxicating, impossible to resist.
The man lifted his face and grabbed the woman’s throat in one hand, a cruel smile twisting his lips.
“My little Qingchan, my little Yueyue, my little bad kitty, why aren’t you running anymore?”
“Isn’t this what you like?”
His grip was like iron clamps, choking Ji Yuetian’s breath away.
“To conquer you, possess you, dominate you, tame you, make you submissive at my feet, never able to leave me.”
“My little bad kitty~”
“Do you like me like this? Like your master like this~~”
Jiang Chi laughed wildly, a near-mad gleam shining in his eyes.
Now he was arrogant and domineering, mad as a demon—powerful and oppressive, cunning and ruthless… as if transformed into a different person altogether.
Ji Yuetian struggled, trying to shake off the deadly grip, but it was all in vain.
She felt her life draining away, while Jiang Chi’s madness grew uncontrollable, as if dragging her down into an endless abyss of darkness.
The tulips swayed in the wind, trembling as if shivering from this terrifying scene, the entire plain shrouded in a suffocating atmosphere.
Suddenly, the heavy hand loosened.
The long-haired woman fell to the ground, chest heaving violently as she gasped for air.
Jiang Chi spread his arms, smiling with a cruel tenderness: “Kitten, if you know you’re wrong, come back to your master’s arms quickly!!”
“Naughty pet…”
A bloodthirsty smile curled his lips. The cold glint of the pistol in his hand reflected the darkness—the black barrel ready to fire another deadly bullet at any moment.
“But be warned, naughty pets get ‘punished’~”
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