It was destined to be a chaotic night. The man smashed everything in the house in horror, but he found that the more violent he felt, the stronger the hands grew. He began to feel a small itch between his ribs, and when he lifted his arms and looked in the mirror, he discovered that under the strange hands, there was another pair growing like budding tree branches.
He finally realized that the hands used his hostility as nourishment, and the heavier the hostility in his body, the faster they grew. He restrained himself in the company and acted like normal, but completely exploded when he got home. He no longer dared to smash things to vent his anger, nor grab his wife to beat her to death. He kept telling himself—you have to calm down, you have to restrain yourself.
However, the strange hands that already grew would not retract due to this restraint, and remained there, tearing everything around him, not under his control in the slightest. They were born of violent desires, and destruction was in their nature.
The man failed to negotiate the big deal today, which meant that he would have to work overtime for the next few days, and he couldn’t slack off. If he took time off at such a time, it meant giving up the fruit of success, and the commission, promotion, and salary increase would all come to naught. A man’s early thirties were his golden period. If one didn’t achieve much success during this time, he would only go downhill after reaching forty.
The man had climbed to a position that wasn’t low at all. If he couldn’t go up, he would directly fall. He didn’t have a strong background or abundant savings, so he couldn’t afford the consequences of falling. He looked at the pair of strange hands as they waved wildly, then touched his ribs, where another pair of strange hands had already grown half a foot long. His heart was full of pain and despair. He didn’t know that such a day would be the end of him!
The first thing he could do was cut them off tonight. They would probably heal in the morning, and then he could go to work normally. Thinking of this, he shouted at Lu Dan, who was hiding in the bedroom, “Did you die? Come out and cut off these hands too!”
Lu Dan only dawdled for a moment before exiting the bedroom, fear written all over her face.
With the successful experience from the morning, Lu Dan kept her eyes open this time. She still cried as she slashed and slashed, and her movements were still clumsy. The kitchen was splattered with blood, and the man screamed and cried out in pain. However, in the past, these screams of agony came from her.
Without realizing it, their situations had been completely reversed.
Another black plastic bag was thrown into the trash. Lu Dan skillfully bandaged her husband’s wounds, showered him, dressed him, and helped him to bed. Tonight, she didn’t suffer a heavy beating. After closing her eyes, the scenes from just now came to her mind. It was no longer just her senses of touch and smell. Since she kept her eyes open the whole time, this time she could clearly recall the image of the act. It was very bloody and brutal, but somehow, she fell asleep amid the bloody brutality, and even the nightmares that frequently visited her didn’t invade her dreams.
How strange! After experiencing that type of event, I didn’t lose sleep, why is that? When Lu Dan woke up in the morning, she silently felt that her body was full of energy, and she had a million questions in her mind.
She habitually cooked a hearty breakfast for her husband, but he only took a few bites. It could be seen that due to continuous blood loss, his body had grown very weak, causing his stomach and appetite to weaken. But in this situation, he still had to go to work, because without a job he would lose everything.
Watching him stagger slightly as he disappeared into the elevator, Lu Dan thought silently: In fact, it’s not easy for my husband!
Although she let out a sigh, she didn’t feel a hint of distress in her heart, which was completely unlike the her of the past. No matter how much she hated her husband, when he fell ill, she would unconsciously be nervous and worried, and take good care of him despite his beatings and scoldings. She tried to influence her husband by compromising with him in order to be treated better.
However, this didn’t work. The man wasn’t moved, and instead he often insulted her by calling her a bitch.
However, that wouldn’t happen again. Lu Dan wouldn’t act that way anymore. She closed the door expressionlessly and walked into the kitchen. She worried about the full trash can: one, two, three. There were a total of three pairs of strange hands, but she didn’t dare to throw the trash away, because there were very few households in the neighborhood. The sanitation workers would easily be able to figure out who threw something out. She also couldn’t throw it into a lake, as the water near the shore was too shallow and it could be seen easily. She could tie stones to it and throw it into the center of the lake, but the only speedboat seemed to be broken…
Lu Dan pondered for a while, before finally choosing to give up.
In the evening, her husband came back early. It seemed that work wasn’t going well, but he forced himself to avoid losing his temper. Therefore, Lu Dan had a rare peaceful night.
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On the third day, the house was still calm, but there was a strange smell coming from the kitchen, which made her husband very uncomfortable. He searched for a long time before he found the three pairs of strange hands which hadn’t been thrown away and had now decayed. He was furious, but had to restrain himself when his armpits itched.
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“Jjc’a sbe mtbq atfw eq? Jtbq atfw eq jcv atgbk atfw jkjs!” atf wjc ugjyyfv tfg fjgr jcv gbjgfv, yea mifcmtfv tlr affat, cba vjglcu ab ifa tlr jcufg yegc.
Lu Dan nodded repeatedly, then fled quickly into the kitchen.
After several days of continuous recuperation, the constant bruises on her body had begun to lighten, an unprecedented phenomenon. She prepared sumptuous meals every day, not to please her husband, but to nourish herself. The feeling of her body becoming lighter was so wonderful that she couldn’t help but think of when she was unmarried.
Back then, she could stroll around for hours on end in eight centimeter heels, whereas now, she’d grow out of breath after a few steps. She had to get healthier.
She suppressed the feeling of nausea and poured the three pairs of strange hands into the sink, rinsed them with clean water, and placed them one by one onto the cutting board. She prepared to chop the thinnest and shortest hands first, and then the other two pairs. However, before she started, her hands trembled slightly and she couldn’t even hold the handle of the knife.
However, for some reason, when she tentatively chopped a few times and saw with her own eyes as the horrible, violent, and destructive hands turned into a puddle of minced flesh under her knife, the panic and resistance in her heart slowly retreated, and the timidity on her face also faded away little by little.
She grew expressionless, her eyes dark and lightless. The sound of chopping vegetables echoed in her ears, but her fragile heart beat steadily and vigorously. Halfway through cutting, she suddenly put down the knife and the corners of her lips hooked up involuntarily.
“Why aren’t you cutting them?” her husband, who was laying on the couch with his eyes closed, raised his voice and asked. His temples were throbbing, and the excessive blood loss had made him weak.
“Oh, I was resting for a bit,” Lu Dan replied hastily, and then continued to chop up the hands.
The man with closed eyes didn’t know—when he said this, his wife had a smile on her face. Her expression was completely different from usual, as if something cold and tough had hatched from her cowardly shell.
The three pairs of hands were finally chopped to pieces, and Lu Dan carried a heavy black plastic bag out the door. The man ordered, “Throw it far away!”
“Okay!” The answer carried a strangely excited tone as it floated through the doorway, but it failed to arouse the man’s vigilance.
Lu Dan took the minced meat to the lake, sprinkled it into the water, and then squatted down, looking with fascination as the schools of fish scrambled to peck at it. The corners of her mouth, always filled with bitterness, now held a strange smile, and after a while, she began to hum a dark nursery rhyme from long ago, “Little sister carried a doll…”
The sound of a branch snapping came from behind her, causing her to turn her head abruptly, her pupils radiating a cruel and fierce light. However, after seeing the pair of large and small visitors, the fierce light in her eyes instantly dissipated. She quickly pulled up the corners of her mouth in a gentle smile and then stood up, sincerely bowing once, twice, three times. Each time, she bent down ninety degrees. However, the two just glanced at the bag of minced meat and then walked away unhurriedly. They must have known what it was, but they didn’t ask a word.
Lu Dan bowed towards their backs, again and again, until they disappeared from her sight. Then, she stood in silence for a while.
The school of fish had hurriedly fled when the two approached. After a while, they gathered and competed with each other to eat the minced meat, causing crisp sounds to emanate from the lake water.
The woman seemed to enjoy listening to the sound, and the sight of the fish scrambling to peck at the minced meat, and stayed until the sky was setting before going home.
Her stable life continued for two more days. On the fifth day after feeding the sesame grain to her husband, Lu Dan, who was busy with housework, suddenly received a text message from her brother: [Sister, the big business deal that my brother-in-law was negotiating was taken away by someone else. Be careful today, he might hit you!]
Her younger brother had been introduced to his job by her husband, and they worked at the same company, so he would report her husband’s whereabouts to Lu Dan from time to time. Lu Dan’s heart habitually trembled for a moment, but for some reason, she slowly regained her composure.
[I see, you work hard.] She casually drafted a reply. Her family was supportive of her getting a divorce, but during their worst quarrel, her father, who had fought for her, was almost hacked to death by her husband, so she didn’t dare to make a scene anymore.
[Sister, why don’t I come to your house today?] Her brother replied within seconds.
[No need, he hasn’t hit me in a long time, so don’t worry. I’ll show you my current condition.] Lu Dan raised her face and took a photo, sending it over. In the photo, she was smiling, with snow-white skin and clear eyes. She really appeared completely different from her old disheveled and bruised self.
Her younger brother was relieved, praised [Sister is so beautiful], and went to work overtime.
However, Lu Dan immediately put down the work at hand and locked all the sharp objects in the house in the cabinet. She hid a meat cleaver under the couch cushion, and began to wait quietly. At 9 p.m., her husband came back home drunk, and as soon as he stepped into the hallway, the strange hands tore open his suit, emerging from his armpits and waving wildly. His business deal was stolen, and his performance was at the bottom. Naturally, he could take work off tomorrow, so he could let go of all his worries and vent his unhappiness in life to his heart’s content. If he couldn’t go on, Lu Dan would have to stay with him in hell!
He rushed to the couch in three steps and tried to pull Lu Dan’s hair, but was knocked away violently by the other party. She pulled out the meat cleaver from under the couch cushion and said sharply, “Come on, I’ll fight with you today!” Since these hands always had to be chopped off after dawn broke, why should she wait until he had vented enough before chopping them?
Seeing that his wife dared to resist him, the drunk man grew increasingly furious, and his four hands rained fists at her. Lu Dan didn’t know how to fight, but she was more sober than the other, so her movements were more nimble. While dodging his attacks, she slashed at the strange hands, chopping off a few fingers with one slash, severing a wrist with another, and embedding her knife in his bone…
After chopping three sets of hands off in a row, the current Lu Dan was no longer the same Lu Dan who didn’t even dare to watch a chicken being killed.
The unarmed man was not her opponent. He was afraid after being slashed twice, so he quickly hugged his head and tried to avoid her, but the strange hands were not under his control, and allowed Lu Dan to chop them as she pleased.
The severe pain kept coming, which brought the man back to his senses. “Don’t cut me, don’t cut me, are you fucking crazy?” Even when he begged for mercy, he still acted superior.
Lu Dan’s eyes were red as she kicked the man over, straddled his back, and pressed the strange hands to the ground, chopping them off with two slashes. Ding, ding. The crisp sound of the blade hitting the floor tiles after cutting through flesh and bone rang out twice. When she drew the knife back, the sharp blade had two nicks, which showed how much force she had used.
The man, who she had firmly pinned to the ground, let out a miserable scream and then fainted due to the severe pain.
Lu Dan gasped for a long time. She only came to her senses when the man woke up in a daze and stood up, picked up the strange hands, and took them into the kitchen to chop them into pieces. The man was in pain and couldn’t stand, as the wounds were still bleeding continuously. But at this time, no one came to help him shower and dress his wounds. Only the sound of chopping meat echoed in his ears, like a roar from hell.
After chopping the hands into minced meat, Lu Dan then changed into a set of pure black clothes and went out. Through the door, the man could vaguely hear her humming lightly, “Little sister carried a doll…”
The man shuddered when he heard it, and he didn’t know if it was from fear or blood loss. He had never seen Lu Dan like this before. She was crazy! She was completely insane!
That night, the man bled all over the floor, but Lu Dan didn’t come back until morning. When she returned, she didn’t help him or bandage the wound. She ignored him and cleaned the house, made a sumptuous breakfast that only she ate, and then went into the bedroom, locked the door, and fell asleep soundly.
The man’s wounds healed quickly, and he was able to get up on his own by the afternoon. He went to the bathroom to take a shower and saw the bruises all over his body. He thought, “When I seriously injured Lu Dan before, she also struggled to get up like this, right? It turns out that domestic violence is such a painful feeling…”
However, such introspection only lasted two days.
On Monday, the man returned home in a state of embarrassment, ready to vent his anger and resentment on Lu Dan. Because of his poor performance, he was demoted, his salary dropped sharply, and the danger of his payments was close at hand. He had to sell either his luxury car or mansion, and he didn’t want to lose either one, so he selectively forgot his previous painful lesson and made a move against Lu Dan.
However, Lu Dan hadn’t forgotten that exciting feeling, so she gladly raised her knife against the man and skillfully chopped off his hands again. She once again pinned him down in a pool of blood, like a shark with its head lowered as she sniffed the dying breath of her prey with enjoyment.
The man turned to glare at her. Her eyes were filled with killing intent, so the strange hands that had just been cut off grew back and launched another frenzied attack. However, the feeling of weakness from excessive blood loss didn’t allow him to last long. Lu Dan, who had recovered her strength, easily suppressed him and cut off his hands once again.
That night, the man had a total of four hands cut off, and Lu Dan chopped up his flesh for the rest of the day.
The next day, the man didn’t dare to fight Lu Dan head-on, and could only find the right time to launch a surprise attack.
Lu Dan, whose shoulder was cut by a strange hand, rose up in a rage and pinned the man to the ground, cutting him back. Feelings like arrogance seemed to be nonsensical, but in fact, they were a serious problem. The struggle between the husband and wife gradually became a life-and-death situation. The man, who once made his wife tremble in fear from a cough, could only be suppressed by his imposing wife.
The strange hands didn’t help him, but rather brought him endless pain. They were cut off one by one, and blood flowed like water. The regrown hands grew increasingly weak, until finally they were only half a foot long, thin, and soft, like a baby’s arms.
Cutting off such hands could not satisfy the growing desire for violence in Lu Dan’s heart. For an unknown reason, she actually forced her husband’s normal hands onto the chopping board and raised her cleaver to cut them.
At this point, the man who had been fighting her for many days finally surrendered and shouted at the top of his lungs, “Lu Dan, don’t chop them off, I’m begging you not to chop them! Those are my own hands. If you chop them off, they’ll never grow back! Please let me go, let’s divorce, let’s divorce, okay? Haven’t you always wanted to divorce me? I agree, and I will give you the house and the car! Let’s divorce, let’s divorce, I’m afraid of you…”
The man kept repeating this phrase, tears and snot flowing down his crumpled face and into the sink.
The divorce was Lu Dan’s obsession. Hearing this phrase constantly spilling out of her husband’s mouth, she froze. Her hand raising the knife barely stopped in mid-air, but was pressed down by her resentment desperately, and she began to tremble.
The man was so frightened that he shouted, “Lu Dan, we can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow to get a divorce, let’s go tomorrow. Don’t chop them off, I’ll kneel down for you, okay? If those hands are cut off, you will go to jail. You don’t want to lose your freedom right after getting divorced, right? You let me go, and I promise to stay away from you and your family in the future, I swear! Lu Dan, please let me go, wuwuwu…”
The man was thoroughly frightened and collapsed onto the sink, crying until he was out of breath. He used to be so insolent, but now was miserable like a half-dead fish.
The word “jail” brought Lu Dan’s frenzied sanity back. She returned to her senses, and slowly set down the knife she had used to chop so many arms off. Panting, she said to herself, “Enough is enough.”
Then, a little gray light turned into a jade carving the size of a sesame seed, lying quietly in her trembling palm.
Lu Dan was given craze courage…while the husband learned cowardly begging. Well served him right. For the years he had beaten his wife to vent his frustrations.
Tbh, part of me is surprised that she’s able to stop and say “enough is enough”. I knew she would, because MC said so, but the vibes I was getting was definitely the type where it spirals downwards and both the husband and wife end in mutual destruction 🤔🤔🤔
I am glad she stopped….she deserves to be free and not turn into a criminal. This was quite interesting though.
I don’t comment often since download the chapters most of the time and read them later but I just wanna say how grateful I am to you for translating this novel 😭😭🫶🏾 It really is one of my favorites rn
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