in2ebook Chapter 137 Her Past
Chapter 137 Her Past
Miao Yin raised her head and looked down at Tu Hao.
A simple black short-sleeved shirt accentuated his perfect inverted triangle physique, making him even more outstanding than the models on the runway. A bloodstained collar, exuding a sense of taboo, was placed around his neck, firmly restricting his freedom.
Tu Hao gasped for breath in pain, his fragile Adam's apple rising and falling with it, which, in the dark red firelight, had a decadent sensuality about it.
"—Xiao Tu, I still like you the most."
Miao Yin licked the metallic taste from her lips, each utterance carrying a bloody pleasure.
Her gaze was like a cold bayonet, greedily sweeping over every inch of Tu Hao's expression, taking in the fear in the man beneath her.
The once arrogant and savage alpha wolf now trembled stiffly beneath her, like a small animal whose life was being held captive.
With retreat, fear, panic, and those unconscious, subtle signs of surrender, Tu Hao's current appearance is worthy of being described as a masterpiece worth billions.
She slowly brushed the hair that was blocking his vision behind her back, then pressed her hand against his wound.
Her teeth were itching so badly she was almost going crazy, she nearly bit off a chunk of his flesh. Now she's bleeding profusely, and if she doesn't get treatment soon, even someone with superpowers wouldn't be able to save her.
"Don't move," Miao Yin said in a coaxing, soft tone, but her words were full of threat.
She took out a bottle of military-grade hemostatic spray from her storage space, sprayed it on his wound, and then applied gauze.
With Tu Hao's self-healing ability, as long as the bleeding is stopped, there shouldn't be any major problems.
Miao Yin pressed down on the gauze with one hand, while the other hand rested on Tu Hao's forehead, sliding down the curve of his high nose bridge, in an ambiguous manner like lovers.
She said, "Tu Hao, you're really strange. We haven't been together for very long, but you always seem to know what I'm thinking. You're not even one of my kind, so how can you understand me so well?"
From the time Miao Yin could remember, she lived in a cold, secluded courtyard. She had no friends and no family members who cared about her. In her childhood, a few people would come to take care of her, but once she became self-sufficient, she would only see one or two people each day at mealtimes.
When she reached school age, she didn't go to school. The housekeeper's first wife found her a few random teachers, and she learned a bunch of random things without really knowing what she learned, but she still finished her studies.
Her life was dull, monotonous, and repetitive. Because she was born weak and sickly, she couldn't even "escape" as described in the book, so she had to entertain herself.
She used to talk to herself in the air, create a persona for herself, stare at herself in the mirror for hours without moving, or imitate some expressions to pass the time.
Her happiest moments were when she stumbled upon a few servants secretly plotting something. She observed their lives and personalities, predicted their future, and devised a plan to expose their misdeeds, only to have them cry and scream as they were fired.
Seeing their regretful and pained expressions brought her joy for a long, long time; she would laugh out loud every day while lying in bed.
[As long as I'm entertained, I don't care whether you live or die.]
Her life was the same for ten years. Her genes made her different from ordinary people. She was never treated like a human being at home, and when she came out, she encountered a post-apocalyptic world where order had collapsed.
She has absolutely no normal understanding of the world.
Twenty years of growing up in solitude disconnected her from the world. No one told her about the standards and boundaries defined by the outside world, and no one would refute any of her mistakes.
She herself is the master of everything.
She created her own world.
Regardless of morality or law, lies or truth, she can give anything a completely new judgment, a judgment that belongs solely to her, if she so desires.
Her understanding of other people besides herself was mostly taught by teachers selected from those few remote corners of the world.
Her world was expanding, her thinking was developing, but the outside world and her own world were disconnected.
You can't integrate into their society if you don't change yourself, and you can't change yourself if you don't understand them.
But no one taught her how to understand others or how to change herself.
Fortunately, she was a chaotic and disorderly hedonist, and the world she constructed for herself was free enough for her to do whatever she wanted.
Then everything becomes very simple.
You use your rules, I'll use mine.
In the outside world, there is truth and lies, greed and kindness.
Miao Yin is a highly perceptive genius with strong learning and observational skills; nothing can escape her notice.
Once she establishes the logic of the outside world, she can discern people's thoughts and uncover their true nature from just a glance or a gesture.
She can distinguish others by their rules, but in her own world, she never judges herself; her self-perception is mixed.
Whether before or after the apocalypse, Miao Yin's acting and lying were as easy as drinking water.
Because in her world, she doesn't consider herself a liar at all.
She was just talking.
Since it was just ordinary conversation, everything flowed smoothly.
Tu Hao was right; during those times when she controlled everything, she considered herself a god.
When a person is in control of the whole situation, treats those around them as actors, and turns the world into a stage, then isn't the person who manipulates the strings of the script a god?
Isn't it natural for gods to enjoy drama?
In such a hopeless apocalypse, killing those struggling in a world of suffering is simply freeing them from this stage, isn't it?
Therefore, she always says that she is a great philanthropist who has compassion for all living beings.
But in reality, once she sheds her own world, in the eyes of others she is a demon, an executioner, a madwoman who takes pleasure in the suffering of others.
Miao Yin is not a god who saves people from suffering; she is a devil who drags people from hell into depravity.
This is the real her, not the philanthropic person she's imagined to be.
Even she herself often can't tell the difference.
She's been immersed in her own world for too long; she can't get out, and she doesn't want to.
But whether in his past life or this life, only Tu Hao has discovered this.
Most people are fooled by her fleeting beauty and think she is some kind of kept canary that can survive so long in the apocalypse.
Those who knew her strength and true nature assumed that she was like most people, infected by the moral decay of the apocalypse and driven mad.
In the apocalypse, there is no law. There are countless beasts who kill, rob, rape, and betray their teammates to survive. Miao Yin just likes to cause trouble and seems a little crazy. What's the big deal?
There are hardly any kind people in the apocalypse.
Even her longtime teammates only passively followed her lead, unable to understand what she was thinking. When she acted irrationally, they would silently stay far away to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
Only Tu Hao could always accurately discern what she wanted to do amidst her chaotic logic and find her true self.