The Kidney Body Has Been Hollowed Out

Ever since he was a child watching TV shows and movies, Lin Yu never understood why the heroes in the stories would always give up on revenge at the last moment and choose forgiveness.

They would even sugarcoat it with sayings like, "When will the cycle of vengeance ever end?"

Lin Yu thought this was nothing but pure, idiotic nonsense.

Why should the cycle of vengeance end with you?

Why didn't it end after the villain slaughtered their whole family, with their friends, teachers, or relatives?

To put it another way.

If the hero and the villain with a sword at their throat swapped places.

If it were the villain holding the peerless sword against the hero's neck.

Would the villain suddenly be struck by a bout of kindness and let the hero go?

Absolutely not!

He would only regret not pulling the problem up by the roots back then, leading to this extra trouble now.

Perhaps, in the final moment before swinging his sword to hack the hero to death, the villain would even start gloating and humiliating the hero.

If he got carried away, the villain might enthusiastically and vividly describe exactly how he wiped out the hero's entire family and killed his parents.

The Xu Mingyao in front of him was exactly this kind of person.

If her family's power was greater than the Qing family's.

If she could crush the Qing family as easily as the Qing family had crushed the Xu family.

Would she leave him and Tang Manman, or him and Xia Muzhu, a way out?

You must be joking!

The twisted tricks she could come up with would probably outnumber his own!

Therefore, even now, Lin Yu had no intention of forgiving Xu Mingyao.

It was just...

...

Gazing into the seemingly endless darkness before him, Lin Yu suddenly felt a bit tired.

Strange.

He hadn't even done much today.

Why was he so tired...

...

No.

Actually, he hadn't done a little today...

...

But the exhaustion that made Lin Yu feel so powerless right now wasn't the feeling of his body being physically drained out.

It was something else.

An indescribable fatigue.

Lin Yu felt as if a soul that had trekked through a torrential downpour for three days and three nights had suddenly returned to his body.

He was exhausted to the absolute limit.

Without a word, it shattered into pieces, and the soul fragments slowly dissolved and melted into his joints, muscles, and the crevices of his bones.

The exhaustion spread out like blood, seeping deep into every inch of his muscles and bones.

So tired that it made one want to toss all thought aside.

Lin Yu didn't plan to let Xu Mingyao off the hook just like this.

But Lin Yu also didn't know what to do.

Right now, he just felt so tired.

Too tired to want to do anything.

He just wanted to be alone, to find a place to sit quietly for a while.

To rest for a while.

Xu Mingyao was still kneeling on the ground, her naturally alluring face now covered in tears.

She didn't wipe them away.

She just let the tears stream freely down her cheeks.

Both of her hands were desperately clutching the hem of Lin Yu's shirt.

Choking back sobs, she begged.

Humble to the extreme.

Seeing Xu Mingyao in such a pathetic and lowly state.

According to his original plan, Lin Yu should have had a smile on his lips, happily admiring the sight.

And occasionally rubbing some salt in her wounds, or stabbing her a couple more times, so to speak.

Only now, Lin Yu was too tired to have the mind to do any of those things.

He didn't even spare half a glance to Xu Mingyao, who was kneeling on the ground showing the perfect expression of a tragic victim.

Lin Yu lifted his leg and stepped toward the path he had come from, wanting to leave this place and find somewhere to rest.

"Lin Yu."

"Lin Yu!"

"Don't go!"

Xu Mingyao gripped the hem of his clothes, refusing to let go.

Because she was kneeling on the ground and unable to move easily, her body was dragged slightly askew by Lin Yu's steps.

She stumbled and fell onto the park's stone path, which was covered in fallen green leaves.

Lin Yu still didn't look at her; his eyes were tired and dull as he kept walking forward on his own.

But Xu Mingyao refused to give up.

She knew very well.

This was her only chance to keep her.

She didn't want to lose her.

She was all she had left now.

Lin Yu was very strong, and Xu Mingyao couldn't hold back his determined departure at all.

The fabric clutched in her hands slipped away little by little.

Xu Mingyao was frantic.

Finally, she threw everything to the wind.

She completely discarded the dignity she once valued more than her own life, turning instead to hug Lin Yu's lower leg. She clamped her arms tightly around it, even pressing her face against his calf, and cried out in supplication:

"Lin Yu."

"I'm sorry."

"I know I was wrong."

"I really know I was wrong."

"I apologize to you."

"Please don't target her anymore."

"If you want to beat or scold someone, take it out on me, okay?"

"All of this is my fault."

"Please don't bully her anymore."

"Lin Yu."

"I'm begging you."

"I..."

"Get lost!"

Lin Yu pulled his leg out of Xu Mingyao's grasp without hesitation, and then viciously stomped his foot down, kicking Xu Mingyao right in the face.

"Ugh..."

The words Xu Mingyao hadn't yet spoken were kicked right back down her throat by Lin Yu.

She finally let go, clutching her face in unbearable pain.

Under the dim streetlights, a smear of bright red could faintly be seen seeping through Xu Mingyao's pale fingers.

"Lin Yu..."

"Don't go..."

Ignoring the pain in her face, Xu Mingyao tried with all her might to make Lin Yu stay.

Just like how she wanted to keep that girl by her side.

But the intense pain had already sapped away most of her physical strength.

Her throat bobbed, but the voice that came out was incredibly weak.

The low call echoed through the trees, slowly fading away along with the sound of his retreating footsteps...

...

Walking out of that nameless abandoned park.

Under streetlights that were clearly several degrees brighter, Lin Yu found a nearby bench by the road and sat down.

On the secluded road, let alone people, not even a single car could be seen.

Immersed in this silent world.

Lin Yu didn't think about anything.

He just slowly closed his eyes.

Allowing his body time to adjust to this sudden, unprovoked wave of exhaustion.

But before Lin Yu could rest for long, a sudden, urgent ringtone rang out from his phone.

Lin Yu took out his phone and instinctively glanced at it.

When he saw the caller ID clearly, Lin Yu's scalp went numb.

Qing Mo?

Facing the only person who knew what kind of terrible things he was doing.

Lin Yu felt a bit guilty.

Answering the call, Lin Yu brought the phone to his ear, using as calm a voice as possible to cover up his inner unease.

"Hello."

"Come back for a bit."

"I need to see you about something."

Qing Mo's cold and detached voice carried a rare trace of seriousness.

It made one involuntarily attach more importance to whatever she was talking about.

"What is it?"

Lin Yu asked subconsciously.

"I can't explain it clearly over the phone."

"Come back and we'll talk face-to-face."

"Oh..."

"Okay."

Lin Yu agreed.

Hanging up, Lin Yu put his phone away.

The exhaustion in his body had hardly faded.

The strength hidden in his bones and blood felt like scattered sand, difficult to muster.

But whatever Qing Mo had mentioned seemed very important.

Unwilling to delay, Lin Yu propped up his exhausted body and walked along the streetlights, heading out into the night.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Putting away her phone, Qing Mo turned and walked to the balcony.

Looking down at the brilliantly lit night view below her feet.

Yet, she just couldn't seem to settle her mind.

Once Lin Yu got his revenge on Xu Mingyao tonight, he should finally be able to find closure for the past.

Then, it would be time to tell him about that matter.

After all, in her current condition, she simply couldn't drag it out any longer.

But even knowing this, Qingmo felt an inexplicable sense of heaviness, a strong premonition that a storm was brewing.

"Sigh."

Letting out a soft breath, Qingmo turned and walked back inside the house.

Now, all she could do was pray that everything would go smoothly...