Chapter 66

Chapter 66

I opened the diary again and flipped to the final pages.

While the very last page was blank, there was writing on the penultimate one.

Checking the date, it seemed to have been written just two days before Du Yuwei died.

“I met a boy at school. He’s so bright and sunny, always wearing a smile. I envy him. He must have a mother. I know I’m filthy and not good enough for him, but I like him. What should I do?”

“I went to confess to him. He has a girlfriend and rejected me. He really is a good man; his girlfriend must be much cleaner than I am.”

“I felt like he was looking down on me, so I paid someone to hit him with a car. Of course, I couldn’t bear to let him die. I just had them break his legs so that I could be the one to take care of him. One day, he’ll understand how I feel.”

“I was wrong. He won’t even give me the chance to look after him. He said that having me around would make his girlfriend unhappy. Hehe, he really is a devoted one.”

“I know where the problem lies now. As long as his girlfriend is around, he’ll never love me.”

“Then I’ll just kill her. I won’t have to go to prison for murder; Du Ruhai will settle it for me.”

The diary entry ended abruptly there.

Previously, I had felt Du Yuwei’s despair through her writing.

But this particular entry made my entire body go cold.

Those concise words revealed a twisted psyche.

Du Yuwei had become warped…

She hadn’t intended to just give that girlfriend a lesson; she had intended to kill her.

There wasn’t a shred of respect for life between those lines. Simply because a boy didn’t like her, she had someone run him over just to create an opportunity for herself…

This was not the mindset of a normal person.

I hurriedly flipped back from that penultimate page to read further.

The more I read, the more unsettled I became. It seemed that starting from the year Du Yuwei turned eighteen-right after she had reported Du Ruhai-her mentality had undergone a massive shift.

You could see it in her writing; she had begun to hate everyone, perhaps even the world itself. She started putting her own ‘needs’ above all else. If anyone obstructed those ‘needs,’ she would move against them.

One entry recorded something even more horrifying.

It happened when she was twenty. She had fallen for another boy who also had a girlfriend.

That boy was equally devoted and had rejected Du Yuwei’s confession, perhaps even saying some harsh words to her.

Afterward, Du Yuwei personally drove a car into the boy and his girlfriend, killing them both.

But Du Ruhai had easily used his money to settle the matter. Moreover, Du Ruhai likely had no idea why she had hit them; he probably assumed it was just an accidental traffic collision.

My heart pounded with growing dread as I read. Before her death, Du Yuwei already had blood on her hands…

She had gradually transformed from a victim into a victimizer, just like Du Ruhai.

I remembered reading a quote somewhere: when a person is not treated with kindness from a young age, they will not treat others with kindness when they grow up.

To use that to describe Du Yuwei was perhaps all too fitting.

That night, she had gone out to take that girl’s life, but an accident occurred, and she was the one struck and killed by a car.

If she hadn’t died that night, that other girl surely would have.

My emotions were suddenly a complicated mess.

Du Yuwei was a pitiful soul; few in this world had suffered a more tragic fate than hers. Yet it was precisely those tragedies that had inevitably turned her into someone as ‘twisted’ as Du Ruhai.
Right then, the diary in my hands suddenly began to flip open on its own, turning straight to the final blank page.

I jumped in surprise. There was no wind in the room, yet the diary had undeniably flipped to the last page by itself.

Suddenly, a line of text began to surface on that blank page, as if an invisible hand were writing upon it.

Moreover, the handwriting was identical to the entries that came before it.

My eyes widened. I didn’t dare move, staring fixedly at the page.

This was… Du Yuwei writing.

She was still writing in her diary!

“June 15th, Thursday, Sunny.”

Looking at the date, the memory immediately flooded back.

That was the day before Fang Man’s accident-the day Du Ruhai had come to the hospital.

“I saw that man from back then. The one who helped him kill Li Xiumei. When Li Xiumei died, that man covered my eyes and wouldn’t let me look. Because of that, in my memory, I thought he was a good person.”

“But I have recalled everything now. Back then, it was he who bribed Lv Zhengxian and Li Xiumei to kill my mother, my brother, and my real father. He is my enemy too.”

“What is he doing? He seems to be making a deal with a man. He gave that man a large sum of money to do something for him.”

“He must die too. No one who helped kill my parents will escape.”

“I will have their lives!”

As I looked at the freshly written diary entry, an image suddenly flashed into my mind.

It was like a movie scene being forcibly implanted into my brain.

I saw Lv Zhengxian killing Li Xiumei. In the master bedroom, Lv Zhengxian was using a rope to strangle Li Xiumei’s neck with all his might.

Li Xiumei’s head was turned toward the living room, as if she were pleading for help from the people there.

There were two people in the living room: a man wearing work clothes and a cap, and a little girl about five or six years old.

As Li Xiumei faced death, it was unclear whether she was pleading with the man or the little girl.

The little girl was terrified, crying until her face was a mess of tears and snot.

The man covered her eyes and said a single sentence.

“Don’t look. Don’t look…”

In this vision, I could never see the man’s face.

But I knew that man was the primary culprit of the Seven Deaths for Life Exchange; he had conspired with Lv Zhengxian to kill Li Xiumei.

Judging by the scene, he hadn’t actually laid a hand on her. Yet, when Li Xiumei reached out to her mother through Dream Projection, she had said that Lv Zhengxian and the primary culprit had killed her together.

I surmised that Lv Zhengxian had merely performed the killing, while the cutting of the tongue and the pouring of the cement must have been done by the primary culprit.

However, this primary culprit still possessed a shred of humanity; he had covered the little girl’s eyes, preventing her from seeing the gruesome scene of Li Xiumei’s death.

The truth seemed to be getting a bit clearer, but that wasn’t what I was focused on.

What caught my attention was the vital information recorded in the diary entry Du Yuwei had just finished.

The day before Fang Man’s accident, she had seen that primary culprit again. He was making a deal with a man and had given him a large sum of money.

This entry was as clear as day.

Du Yuwei was telling me that the real killer behind Fang Man’s death was that primary culprit!

That culprit had hired a killer; he had bribed that driver to run over and kill my lover!