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She just lay there, like a dying stray dog, waiting for that person to come and finish her.
Footsteps sounded again.
This time, they were coming toward her.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
Stopped right in front of her.
Very close.
Close enough that she could feel that person standing over her, looking down.
Su Yutao didn’t move.
She lay there, face buried in the muddy water, too afraid to move.
There was no escaping.
A blind, mute little dwarf — where could she possibly run?
Silence.
Only the sound of rain.
Then she felt a foot press down on her back.
Not heavy.
Just resting there.
Like stepping on an ant.
That person’s voice came from above, still so light, so indifferent:
“Lift your head.”
Su Yutao didn’t move.
A little more pressure was added to the foot.
“Lift your head.”
A twinge of pain shot through her. She braced her hands against the ground and slowly raised her head.
Rainwater streamed down her face.
Her eyes were open, but before them stretched eternal darkness.
She could feel that person crouching down in front of her.
Very close.
Close enough to smell the blood mingling with the rain.
That person’s voice was right at her ear:
“Do you know her?”
Su Yutao shook her head desperately.
“Then why were you holding her?”
Su Yutao opened her mouth, pointed at her throat, then pointed in the direction she had rolled down from, and gestured with both hands in the air — I rolled down, I bumped into her, she begged me to save her, I don’t know who she is.
She didn’t know if that person understood.
She could only gesture.
That person said nothing.
Silence for a few seconds.
Then that person suddenly stood up.
Su Yutao heard a soft snort:
“Covered in patches.”
The voice carried a hint of disdain, mixed with disgust.
“Where did this little beggar come from?”
Su Yutao froze.
‘What the hell? Little beggar?!’
She looked down at her body — though she couldn’t see — but this body full of patches, coarse fabric, frail frame, soaked in mud under the night rain, indeed looked exactly like a beggar.
She didn’t move.
Didn’t dare to move.
Then she heard a soft metallic sound.
The sound of a blade being drawn.
Su Yutao didn’t know what it was. She only heard a ‘clink,’ very light, very sharp.
Then came that person’s voice, with a hint of amusement:
“Do you know what this is?”
Su Yutao gazed blankly ahead.
She didn’t know.
She knew nothing.
Silence.
That person seemed to wait a few seconds. Seeing she had no reaction, they spoke again:
“A blade.”
Su Yutao blinked.
A blade?
That person had a blade in front of her?
Should she be scared? Should she tremble? Should she shrink back?
But she couldn’t see anything.
How far was the blade from her? Was it pointed at her or hanging above her head? Was it across her neck or just held in a hand?
She didn’t know.
She could only kneel there, gazing blankly ahead with eyes that saw nothing.
Another few seconds of silence.
That person’s voice sounded again, this time with a trace of curiosity:
“You’re not afraid?”
Su Yutao opened her mouth.
She couldn’t answer.
She could only point at her eyes and wave her hand.
‘I can’t see.’
Silence.
This time, the silence stretched on.
The rain kept falling.
Su Yutao could feel that stare fixed on her eyes, on those open but empty eyes.
Then she felt a gust of wind.
Very light.
Very fast.
It swept past her cheek.
It was that blade.
It had slashed beside her face.
Very close.
Close enough to feel the air currents stirred by the edge.
But she couldn’t see anything.
She didn’t know how close the blade was to her face, whether the next swing would cut her down, or if that person was testing her.
She could only kneel.
Motionless.
That person’s voice rang out again, with a note of disbelief:
“You… really can’t see?”
Su Yutao nodded.
Another silence.
Then that person seemed to crouch down, moving even closer.
A hand reached out and waved before her eyes.
Su Yutao felt the air movement, but didn’t know what it was.
She just stared blankly ahead, not even blinking.
That person withdrew their hand.
After a long moment, they let out a soft laugh.
It was a complex laugh.
Not the cold laugh from before, nor the amused one, but carrying a hint of… absurdity?
“Interesting.”
That person said.
“A blind, mute little beggar.”
Su Yutao didn’t know what was interesting about it.
All she knew was that the blade was still in that person’s hand, and that person had just killed someone — the woman who had screamed in her arms.
She was the second.
Should be the second soon.
She knelt there, waiting for the blade to fall.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
The blade didn’t fall.
That person stood up.
Footsteps.
Not walking away, but circling around her.
Then stopped in front of her.
“Do you know what that sound was just now?”
That person’s voice was very calm.
Su Yutao thought for a moment, then pointed in the direction of the scream and made a throat-cutting gesture.
“I know.”
That person continued.
“Then do you know who’s next?”
Su Yutao froze.
She pointed at herself.
“Right.”
That person said.
Su Yutao knelt there, unsure how to react.
She wanted to run.
But where could she run?
She wanted to beg for mercy.
But she couldn’t make a sound.
She could only kneel.
Wait.
Silence.
Then —
That person suddenly laughed.
This time, it was a real laugh.
Carrying absurdity, carrying disbelief:
“Are you really not afraid, or just stupid?”
Su Yutao didn’t know.
She pointed at her eyes, then at her ears —
She gestured: ‘I can’t see, but I can hear. I heard you say you want to kill me. I’m afraid, but I don’t know where the blade is, and I don’t know where to dodge.’
She finished gesturing and knelt there, waiting for that person to decide her life or death. She couldn’t even be sure if that person understood her hand signs.
Silence.
A long silence.
Then that person sheathed the blade.
A metallic ‘clink.’
“Alright.”
That person’s voice returned to its faint coolness:
“Get lost.”
Su Yutao was stunned.
‘Get lost?’
‘She’s not killing me?’
‘She’s letting me go just like that?’
‘Isn’t it supposed to be ‘kill to silence’ in the dramas?’
She didn’t move.
That person repeated:
“I said get lost. Didn’t you hear?”
Su Yutao snapped to her senses, braced herself on the ground, and slowly backed away.
After two steps, she stopped.
She didn’t know which way to go.
She couldn’t see anything.
She knelt there, staring blankly ahead.
That person seemed to understand.
A soft snort:
“East.”
East?
Which way was east?
Su Yutao knelt there, not knowing how to move.
A few seconds of silence.
That person sighed.
Footsteps approached.
A hand grabbed her arm, lifted her up, and turned her around.
Then gave her a push.
“That way.”
Su Yutao stumbled two steps and steadied herself.
She didn’t dare to look back.
She walked forward step by step.
Very slowly.
Because she couldn’t see.
Very steadily.
Because if she didn’t walk, she’d die.
From behind came that person’s voice, carried through the rain, faint and cool:
“Don’t look back.”
Su Yutao didn’t look back. She kept walking forward. Into that eternal darkness.
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„Don’t look back.” MC, I’m blind; even if I want to, I literally can’t