The Scum Shou's Survival GuideChapter 114.1

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Yang Qian’s face was turned to the side, and the place that’d been scratched by Ye Ming’s fingernails stung with a prickling pain.

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During this period of time, Ye Ming had always been very submissive… he’d never imagined that Ye Ming would dare to make a move against him, so he hadn’t been able to avoid it in time. However, what really made Yang Qian furious was not this slap, but what Ye Ming had said.

This was the first time since he’d come back that he’d heard Ye Ming personally say Huo Yi’s name himself. And what Ye Ming wanted to say, was merely that there was no difference between him and Huo Yi. 672ctK

So, this was the only thing that Ye Ming wanted to say to him?

【Ding. Yang Qian’s Blackening Value +10. Current Blackening Value: 80】

The darkness in Yang Qian’s eyes surged like storm clouds, flooding with a gleam of boundless hatred and bloodthirst within.

He pressed Ye Ming against the ground, wrapping his hands around his neck, while his voice seemed to be forced through clenched teeth, “You, say that one more time.”

Ye Ming was throttled until he could hardly breathe, but there was no longer the slightest bit of timidness or fear on his face. On the contrary, he looked at Yang Qian derisively, smirked, then repeated clearly, “I said that there was no difference between you and Huo Yi. You’re exactly the same.”

Exactly as ruthless and indifferent, cruel and selfish.

You hate him to this extent, yet still managed to let yourself turn into someone who’s exactly the same as the person you hate. Don’t you think that’s pitiful? 

The veins on Yang Qian’s forehead pulsated, while his gaze condensed like ice. He said sternly, “Shut up!” QNzinF

Ye Ming looked at him with contempt, and uttered word after word, “Don’t you always compare yourself with Huo Yi? If you really want to hear it, then I might as well tell you. You’re about the same as him… strictly speaking, you’re not even as good as Huo Yi. At least he’s a person who can handle his affairs in a clear, clean-cut manner. Since you hate me this much, why won’t you just kill me? Or can you not bring yourself to do it?”

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“You think I’m so… cheap… ke ke, yet still sleep with me… don’t you think that’s disgusting…”

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This hopeless world, he’d already had enough of it.

Yang Qian’s hands tightened little by little, his eyes completely red. It was as though he was possessed, and his body was no longer under his own control, but driven by hatred instead.

Intolerable, unforgivable, he was going to kill him! That way, this person would no longer be able to betray him, leave him, or say these d*mned things!

Yang Qian was so furious, it seemed as though his eyes were about to pop out of his head as he stared hard at the person beneath him. i3dqPz

Ye Ming’s face was totally red. Finally, the hands that were gripping Yang Qian’s wrists feebly fell down by his sides. His pupils dilated, and his heartbeats began to slow…

This person wasn’t moving anymore, and was quiet at last. Those words wouldn’t come out of his mouth anymore.

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Yang Qian watched Ye Ming somewhat absent-mindedly. Then suddenly, as though he’d seen something terrible, he abruptly released his hands and took a step back, his entire body covered in cold sweat. He looked down at his own hands in a daze. What had he done? Had he just tried to kill him?

He’d actually tried to kill Ye Ming… 0TKvhn

No, this was impossible.

Ye Ming had thought that he was going to die. Just when his consciousness was about to dissipate, air suddenly rushed into his lungs again. He coughed violently and opened his eyes disorientedly. Why… why was it that things had already gotten to this point, yet he still refused to kill him.

Yang Qian held on to Ye Ming, his eyes red as he looked at him, his voice sounding as though it was forced through clenched teeth, “Trying to die?”

Don’t even… don’t even think about dying just like this! 3wJ0KR

I haven’t even died yet, so how can I let you just die like this in front of me. Even if there’s no more hope left in this world, and only pain is left, I still want you to stay together with me.

Yang Qian picked up Ye Ming and stood up, ready to go back inside. When he turned his head, he discovered that his subordinate was still lifting up that child, who had already been frightened silly. When he saw him coming over, he trembled with fear.

Yang Qian’s expression sank, his thin lips pressed together tightly. He spat out a few words, “Drive him out.”

But he didn’t say much else. GVo0wr

After that, he directly went back inside with Ye Ming in his arms.

Ye Ming’s arms hung down weakly, his chest heaving violently. After he recovered a bit of strength, he struggled and attempted to get out from Yang Qian’s arms.

Since his submissiveness had no meaning at all, since it was impossible to change this person, since they couldn’t go back to the past anymore…

Then why should he bother with being so accommodating? Or did he actually enjoy living so pathetically? 2nxdAI

Yang Qian coldly snorted and directly put Ye Ming down on the bed, locked his chains to the bedpost, then went out. Not long after, he came back in again with food. He pinched Ye Ming’s chin and said coldly, “The things I give to you are for you to eat, and not for you to bring to others.”

Ye Ming sneered, and said hoarsely, “But… ke, I don’t want to eat your things.”

Yang Qian’s gaze chilled, “Oh? If you’re not willing to eat my things, are you willing to eat whatever Huo Yi gives you then?”

A pained look surfaced in Ye Ming’s eyes, but he still smiled and said, “Yes ah, I am willing to eat what he gives me… and not willing to eat what you give me, what can you do about it?” rpEjkb

Yang Qian abruptly raised his hand, his eyes full of cold hatred. But, after a long time… it still hadn’t landed on him, and was clenched so hard it was making cracking sounds instead. He articulated word after word, “Are you trying to force me to kill you? Then I’ll have to disappoint you. The things I give to you, you have to eat them even if you don’t want to.”

He got up and went out, then came back again quite a while later. He’d already changed the food into liquid food that was easier to eat.

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Yang Qian gave Ye Ming a cold look, and said slowly, “Are you going to eat by yourself, or do you need me to help you?”

Ye Ming turned his head and shut his eyes, as though the person in front of him didn’t exist at all. Lxgj1t

Yang Qian’s gaze darkened. He scoffed and didn’t say anything else, but directly walked over and pinched Ye Ming’s chin, then forcefully fed him using his own mouth.

Ye Ming fought desperately, not cooperating at all. Even though he knew his strength was insignificant in front of Yang Qian, he persisted until the very end, showing his determination to resist.

Yang Qian felt that Ye Ming was too restless, so he tied his hands behind his back to prevent Ye Ming from randomly moving around anymore.

He held on to the person in his arms tightly, completely ignoring Ye Ming’s resistance, and fed him the food a little at a time. Ye Ming’s face had been pinched until there was a crimson indentation. Wd1fwn

Because he’d kept on struggling, Ye Ming choked and tears rolled down his face. He smiled with tears in his eyes as he said to Yang Qian, “You’re really boring… you just hate me this much, then…”

Hate me to the point you won’t even let me die.

Ye Ming was smiling and crying, but the look in his eyes was incomparably apathetic. So what? This was the world after the apocalypse ah… living on was difficult, but dying was such an easy thing to accomplish.

He struggled the entire time until he rapidly breathed out a few times, then finally shut his eyes as he passed out. 8c156I

Yang Qian put down the bowl in his hands, then looked at the man in his arms.

The Ye Ming who’d fainted seemed much quieter. He wouldn’t look at him with such a disappointed and contemptuous gaze, and wouldn’t say those words filled with thorns. He seemed to be as submissive and obedient as he was in the beginning again.

He’d really lost a lot of weight these days. His wrists were slimmer than before, and there wasn’t much flesh on his shoulder. He was basically all bones, and holding him wasn’t actually all that comfortable, but Yang Qian was still reluctant to let go.

He stretched out his finger, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Ye Ming’s eyes. tW0h5x

Ye Ming’s face and neck still had red marks left on them, appearing pitiable and wretched.

Seeing Ye Ming like this, Yang Qian suddenly felt somewhat at a loss. It looked like Ye Ming might really be very miserable, and didn’t want to hold on anymore. Before, he’d clearly still been able to live next to Huo Yi for two years. In order to survive, he could endure so much, could sell himself and give up his dignity. Such a person… should probably have a strong will to live ba?

But despite all of this, he now had no desire to live on anymore.

He wasn’t putting on a show, nor pretending, and had truly wanted him to kill him. 4RFDgW

Yang Qian should’ve been happy. He’d successfully gotten revenge on Ye Ming. Look ah, how much pain he was in. Someone like him deserved to suffer from a pain worse than death. He’d come back from hell just to get revenge on him.

But was he really happy now?

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Maybe he wasn’t happy, but was actually in greater suffering and depression.

He hated him, yet he also wanted him to live on. n5sE8o

He didn’t want him to die.

【Ding. Yang Qian’s Blackening Value -10. Current Blackening Value: 70】

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