"What else is there?"
I whispered,
"Could you help me deliver a mirror?"
"I haven't seen my own reflection in a long time..."
The next night, the mirror arrived.
I pressed it under my pillow and shattered it.
Soon, the mirror was reduced to sharp fragments.
Moonlight spilled over them, glinting coldly.
Meanwhile, I was engaged in a fierce internal struggle.
Should I kill Uncle Liang Wu?
If I don't kill him, I fear I won't be able to escape.
But if I do kill him, how will I face my own conscience?
I wrestled with this for a long time.
In the end, I made my decision.
I must kill Uncle Liang Wu!
Because only by killing him can I run away!
And only by killing him can I gain my freedom!
I picked up a shard of the mirror, trembling as I held it against Uncle Liang Wu's throat.
My heart was filled with fear and determination.
His violation had fueled my hatred for him to its peak!
I took a deep breath, steeling myself, and closed my eyes.
With all my strength, I plunged the shard into Uncle Liang Wu's throat.
Blood gushed forth.
The bed was stained red.
Fragments had cut into my palms.
But the pain made me more alert.
I knew this was my only chance!
Uncle Liang Wu opened his eyes and stared at me intently.
But soon he could no longer struggle.
His blood had already drained away.
I watched as Uncle Liang Wu's pupils dilated, and he ceased to breathe.
Uncle Liang Wu was dead.
And I had gained my freedom.
I unshackled the chains, feeling an unprecedented lightness.
But I knew I couldn't let my guard down just yet.
As I passed through the main room, I heard Sun Qian's soft snoring.
She hadn’t noticed my escape.
Instead, she remained sound asleep.
I hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided to spare Sun Qian.
After all, she was another poor soul trapped here.
And she had already suffered enough punishment.
With the axe in hand, I wandered through the silent mountain village.
The last time Uncle Liang Wu took me on a tour, I had carefully memorized the route.
Now it finally came in handy.
Zhao Yue's home was easy to find.
I climbed over the earthen wall and entered the courtyard.
Zhao Yue was fast asleep.
I approached his bedside.
Raising the axe high, I let it hover over him.
But soon, I locked onto my target.
His neck.
I took a deep breath, exerting all my strength, and brought the axe down.
Zhao Yue's head fell to the ground.
He remained forever in his dreams here.
Killing seemed to be addictive.
My heart raced with excitement.
Next, I aimed the axe at Zhao Yue's woman.
The one who had choked me during the hospital check-up—my Aunt.
I severed one of her hands and bound her to the headboard.
Her mouth was taped shut as well.
I couldn't help but chuckle coldly.
Did you ever think about this day when you bullied me?
I rummaged through Zhao Yue's pocket and pulled out his phone.
I unlocked the screen, revealing the time.
April 28, 2022, 03:48
I hesitated as I entered the numbers, contemplating whether to call the police.
But in the end, I decided against it.
It was too small here.
I couldn't guarantee they weren't in cahoots with the police.
Besides, I had killed someone.
Even if it was self-defense, it would be hard to explain.
I should leave first and worry about the rest later.
I glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already past three in the morning.
I had to hurry.
The moonlight was like water.
The mountain path was steep.
My pace was slow.
Without streetlights in the mountains, I could only rely on the moonlight to find my way.
After crossing a ridge, I finally let out a sigh of relief.
I took out my phone, gathered my courage, and dialed that familiar yet unfamiliar number.
Beep...
Beep...
Beep...
After three rings, the call finally connected.
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