Stardust in the Moonlight: Little Wildcat, Don't Try to Run Away

Chapter 143 Burn Your Past to Nothing Left

I came to an old abandoned factory, which I had specifically looked for. I observed it for a long time, turned into a cat and went in to take a look. It was deserted and no one came here.

I asked the driver to wait outside.

I walked to an iron gate at the bottom.

My hand touched the iron door. It felt cold, but that day the iron door was scorching hot.

I pulled the iron door hard and it slid open with a squeaking sound.

The light shone into the dark warehouse, and I could see dust floating in the air.

I looked at the place where I stood that day, and the unbridled self who was crying and laughing seemed to be looking at me. Her eyes were so desperate and crazy.

I calmed myself down and walked in.

This warehouse is very large and spacious.

I walked in and looked at the ashes on the ground, one piece at a time. I squatted down and picked up a piece of intact ash. As soon as I let go, the ash immediately broke into ashes and flew down. That was the remains of my works and also their tears. I stood here for half a day and a night and watched them burn completely. I can still recall the smell of them burning.

I got up.

That day, the flying black ashes hit my face.

That day I really wanted to burn myself to death.

I looked up and it seemed as if there were pieces of something floating above me, something that was not there before.

I couldn't see clearly, so I turned on the flashlight on my phone.

In an instant, a beam of light appeared outside the warehouse. It was so dazzling that I blocked my eyes.

When I came to my senses, I saw two people standing at the door of the warehouse. They were looking up at something above them. Behind them was a car with its headlights on.

"How... did you know I was here?" I looked at Mo Chen and Li Xin.

"Because, we arrived at your school at the same time as you." Li Xin looked at me.

I was shocked. Then... my conversation with the teacher...

"Don't think about it. We both saw every word you said and every expression you made today." Li Xin looked at me. Although there was a smile on his lips, his brows were slightly furrowed. His eyes, like deep pools, were slightly narrowed. His gaze was unusually cold, in stark contrast to his usual self.

"Are these photos all of your hands?" Mo Chen looked at the things above him, his voice calm but cold enough to make people feel cold.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Mo Chen looked at me, the fire in his eyes didn't go away, his face was hidden in the darkness, his features were sharp, the fire in his eyes seemed to be about to burn this place to ashes.

I couldn't help swallowing.

Mo Chen lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette, and when he looked up again, the fire in his eyes had subsided a lot.

I came back to my senses and looked upwards, and what I saw were enlarged photos.

Each one is my right hand, but in different shapes. Some are normal, some are extremely twisted, some are entangled with various things, and some are splashed with various liquids.

I lowered my head and suppressed my nausea.

Mo Chen walked over to me, took my right hand, rubbed it, and let my clenched fist relax. I didn't realize that my fist was clenched so tightly.

"She is very pretty." Mo Chen stroked my hand with a smile, "My wife is pretty in every way."

After saying that, he held my fingers tightly together and pulled my hand up. Before I could dodge, Mo Chen’s domineering strength pressed my hand to his lips.

The soft touch of his lips and the breath spreading on the back of my hand didn't make me feel any discomfort, but it made my heart beat wildly.

Mo Chen let go of our hands, held my hand, and looked up at the photo above again.

I also looked up, Mo Chen held my hand, his warmth made me feel much better.

"Are these photos of oil paintings your works?" Li Xin walked around and looked up.

"Yes!"

"All burned?" Li Xin looked at me with a frown.

"Yeah." I nodded and pointed to the ground. "It's right here. I won't leave until everything is burned to ashes."

I suddenly remembered something. "The one that Teacher Xu helped me sell was not burned. Teacher Xu took it away at that time. It should not be signed by me. In order to sell it at a high price, it should be signed by the name of Teacher Xu's friend."

"A fish that slipped through the net." I smiled.

When Mo Chen heard my laughter, he frowned and looked at me.

Looking at his serious eyes, I put away my smile.

Mo Chen took me for a walk and looked at the photo above.

There were a lot of photos hanging on it with fishing lines. They were hung high and low, like a perverted art exhibition. I was really tortured by this perversion for a year.

My hands were hurt by that pervert every day, but he would not hurt them. He loved my hands carefully and almost fanatically. Moreover, only my hands and my paintings could arouse his desire. He vented his desire on them every day, which made me extremely disgusted.

"Didn't you say that you couldn't satisfy him because of your injured hand? Why did you still take pictures?" Li Xin frowned and stared at a photo.

Mo Chen and I walked over and I took a look. My hands were cut by the scraper, and there were bloody cuts one after another. The wounds looked shocking, but my hands were still tangled with thin fishing lines, and my hands were extremely twisted.

"It doesn't work with this kind of wound. I tried it a few times and it stopped working."

Li Xin sighed deeply, looked at me, then lowered his head and lit a cigarette. He seemed to take a deep puff and coughed lightly.

"I know I shouldn't ask, but I just want to know how you broke your hand. How is it possible for someone to watch his own hand break? How did you do it, Nangong Rongyue!" Li Xin frowned and stared at me in confusion, with anger in his tone.

"Just..." I glanced at Mo Chen, and he also frowned at me.

“Just find a road, sit on the side of the road and watch the cars coming.”

"Alright, alright, stop talking. I get it. I can't listen any more." Li Xin panted, his steps unconsciously becoming restless.

"A motorcycle is fine, but I'm afraid my arm might be broken by a car."

Li Xin laughed after hearing what I said, "Great! You're really good! You're quite good at analysis! Do you want me to praise you?"

Mo Chen's grip was so tight that it hurt me a little.

I patted Mo Chen's hand and told him to relax. "Not often! I get scared sometimes!"

"Don't, Nangong Rongyue, anyone can say that they are a coward, but you, don't say that! I ask you, can you hold a pen with your hands like that? How can you draw?" Li Xin looked at me.

"It's nice to be able to sit there quietly for a while. I can draw in my mind, but I don't have to put pen to paper. Although I'm not conscious, I know that when I'm in the studio like that, Teacher Xu will be with me in the studio or office."

"Why don't you just tell your teacher! Even if you don't want him to know about this person, just ask your teacher to accompany you and tell him no. Why are you so extreme?"

"I tried. For a while, I was always with Teacher Xu. Then bad rumors started to spread in the school. My classmates started to target me and stay away from me. Teacher Xu and his wife didn't care, but that year Teacher Xu didn't give him a professional title rating. I couldn't pretend not to care..."

"Did that bastard do it?" Li Xin suppressed the trembling in his voice.

I nodded. "He doesn't want anyone around me, no friends, no teachers, no classmates, anyone who would get in his way."

"So you hurt your hand like that, and you sat in the studio instead of going to the hospital. Your teacher told you to leave but you refused to leave!? This is the best solution you can think of?! Your brain is rusty!" Li Xin was immediately angry.

"Then tell me, what should I have done at that time! I hurt my hand like that in order to resist him! If I wasn't painting in the studio, what else could I do?! I hid, but where could I hide!? I went home? Let that pervert go home? What if I met my grandma? I went to the hospital? I would definitely be caught, and then what! I couldn't meet his needs! He would be angry! When he was angry..."

I choked and didn't dare to say anything further. My body began to shake. In front of my eyes seemed to appear again the scene of tables, chairs and benches whizzing towards me, and the painful feeling of them hitting me.

"He beat you when he got angry, right? Beat you until you were hospitalized?" Li Xin gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he raised his head and gasped.

I also looked up and held back my tears.

Mo Chen hugged me. I hugged Mo Chen tightly, and then I found that Mo Chen's chest was breathing heavily and his body was tense.

"Now, tell me who that person is. You don't want Mo Chen to find him because you are afraid of offending his eyes. I can, let me deal with him." Li Xin's voice trembled.

"No need!" I buried my face in Mo Chen's arms.

“Nangong Rongyue!”

This is the first time Li Xin is so angry with me.

Mo Chen sighed and stroked me gently.

I finished crying and wiped away my tears. I had cried enough. I didn’t come here to cry today.

I stood up and looked at Li Xin firmly. "Give me some time. As long as I can pick up the paintbrush, he will definitely come to me. This time, I am not alone. With you here, I will not be afraid of him anymore! This is a matter between the two of us! If I have to deal with it, I have to deal with him myself."

Li Xin stared at me for a moment, and then his eyes relaxed.

Li Xin finished his cigarette, flicked it away, and looked at me with a frown.

"What are you doing here by yourself?"

"I wanted to clean myself up, but when I saw these, I wanted to set it on fire again." I stared at the photos above with hatred.

"Can one of you lend me a light?" I stretched out my hand to them.

Mo Chen and Li Xin both chuckled.

Mo Chen looked at me with a smile and slapped my hand away.

"You two go back, leave this to me. I promise not a single slag will be left when it is burned." A gleam of fire flashed in Li Xin's eyes.