Unlimited Cycles of DeathChapter 15

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Mu Qin blacked out for a period of time. He didn’t remember when he fell asleep, nor could he remember why he fell asleep. In short, Mu Qin’s consciousness was hazy. It was like he was bobbing up and down among an ocean’s turbulent billows. While absent-minded, he could even hear the sound of ocean waves.

When Mu Qin opened his eyes again, he discovered he was sitting in a wooden chair. He had been tied up by someone. Both of his hands were bound behind the chair, and his legs were fastened to the chair legs. There were even coils of rope wrapped around his waist. The feeling of being restricted was not very good, and it gave Mu Qin a bit of anemia and dizziness. Mu Qin shook his head before raising it to look at his surroundings. 5BFouZ

He found himself in an old room that was tiny and barren. There was no one around him. There were bare walls in all directions. There was only a single light bulb dangling from a wire on the ceiling above his head, and the light bulb was so ancient it was barely functioning. It flickered dimly, illuminating the room in dull blinks and casting the room in a ghostly atmosphere.

The wall directly facing Mu Qin held the room’s sole door. The door was currently not closed completely, and through the crack in the door, Mu Qin could vaguely make out the scenery outside. He saw the dark corridor outside as well as the window at the side of the corridor. Some of the window’s glass was shattered, so the starry night sky could be seen. It seemed like it was no longer raining. Mu Qin couldn’t hear sounds of rain, and the surrounding environment was blanketed by a deathly stillness.

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Mu Qin guessed he was most likely still in the apartment building and that he was carried up the stairs by that revived man and then tied here.

What time was it now? How long have I slept? 9vgUQb

All sorts of questions suddenly popped up in Mu Qin’s mind. He urgently wanted to know how long he had been unconscious. However, this overgrown orphanage didn’t have anything like a clock or a thing to tell time. Of course, Mu Qin couldn’t get the answer he wanted. He shifted his limbs and realized the ropes on his arms and legs were bound tightly. It would probably be difficult to struggle free from them.

Closely scrutinizing revealed that the thing binding Mu Qin’s body wasn’t actually rope. Instead, it was a long strip of joined pieces of cloth forming something similar to a rope. It was like this that Mu Qin’s freedom was easily restricted.

Mu Qin forcefully twisted his body in an attempt to struggle free of these “ropes”, but he quickly realized that the revived man’s skill in tying people up was also quite superior. Mu Qin twisted for a long time. The rope made of cloth strips unexpectedly didn’t have any signs of loosening.

Just as Mu Qin was doing everything he could to fight the restraints binding him, Mu Qin once again heard the familiar echo of footsteps from outside. As a result, Mu Qin stopped struggling. He lifted his head and looked towards the door. Sure enough, he saw the man from earlier had returned. Pushing open the door that wasn’t very sturdy, he appeared in Mu Qin’s line of sight.

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He seemed to be holding some things in his hand when he came back, but the flickering lighting caused Mu Qin to be unable to see very clearly. Contrarily, he noticed the man’s tall and straight stature, his sturdy and powerful arms, his tight and fine muscles, and his slender and long legs. Bandages and gauze encased his neck and face, securely concealing a large portion of this person’s face. Only the right eye was exposed. The corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, and his gaze was frigid and deep, appearing somewhat indifferent and heartless.

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Of course, there was also the possibility that this man wasn’t the killer at all. He had a tarot card that allowed him to resurrect, and perhaps it was just for the sake of saving his life. When he was ambushed by Xu Fu, he chose to not resist and play dead to effectively escape the killer’s attention. Like this, he could go look for the exit’s key alone and then escape by himself. AW5vZB

But if so, why would he attack me?

Mu Qin couldn’t figure out this point: could it be that this person thinks that I’m the killer? But the person who killed this man was clearly Xu Fu. No matter how you look at it, the possibility of Xu Fu being the killer was the greatest. When he noticed I wasn’t Xu Fu, shouldn’t calmly collaborating with me be the right choice?

Mu Qin, who was pondering these things, planned to speak to this man and talk to him about it. Right as Mu Qin was mulling over how to speak to him, the man across from him suddenly moved. He no longer blankly stood at the room’s entrance. Instead, he approached Mu Qin.

Mu Qin noticed that he was walking a little slowly. His steps were still very light, like someone who had received some training. Mu Qin knew special forces had those kinds of courses, like stealth and covert training, that could let someone, no matter the action, only create an extremely low amount of noise. If someone underwent this sort of training for a long time, the person would unconsciously turn this kind of “silence” into instinct. JLdCSr

Mu Qin involuntarily swallowed the words at the tip of his tongue back down again, because the man across from him had already come before him and raised the things in his hands. At this time, Mu Qin finally noticed that he was holding some medical supplies in his hand.

Mu Qin didn’t speak, quietly watching the man’s actions. The man half knelt next to Mu Qin and put some medical supplies on Mu Qin’s legs. Immediately after, he took a cotton swab and dipped it in alcohol… For some reason, the other side’s actions seemed normal, but Mu Qin thought it gave people a sense of cautiousness and carefulness. He very carefully held the cotton swab dipped in alcohol and rubbed Mu Qin’s face. Mu Qin immediately felt a burst of stinging pain from his cheek.

At this moment, Mu Qin finally discovered there was a wound on his face. The stimulation from the alcohol caused the wound to sting. Paining Mu Qin so he couldn’t help but frown.

Seemingly because of Mu Qin’s frown, the man’s actions also followed with a slight tremor. dQjD4U

But very quickly, the man’s actions became fluid. He unhurriedly used alcohol to disinfect Mu Qin and then pasted a piece of gauze on his face. After, he also took care of the other wounds on Mu Qin’s body. Most of them were basically from being hit by this man. This person even found liniment from the infirmary, rubbing it on the bruised areas of Mu Qin’s body.

What was more embarrassing was that he seemed to want to apply medicine on Mu Qin’s stomach as well. Because Mu Qin’s stomach had been hit as well as kicked by him earlier, it was still hurting even now. He obviously wanted to lift aside the bottom hem of Mu Qin’s clothing, but after reaching out halfway, he stopped again, rigidly in midair.

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Mu Qin raised his head and looked at the man. He discovered the other party had a head full of messy, choppy hair. His hair, side profile, and shoulders were still left with some uncleaned bloodstains. His was a complete mess.

Mu Qin lowered his head again to look at his hands. They were a pair of scar-riddled and somewhat rough hands. You could tell that this man had done a lot of training, so the palms were covered in calluses and there were a lot of scars. ShRnA

Earlier, when this man was still a corpse, Mu Qin hadn’t carefully looked because things were too urgent. Looking again now, he would discover some details, for example… Mu Qin noticed the wrist of this man’s right hand had a long, thin, and distinct scar. It extended vertically from the webbing between the thumb and index finger to the inner forearm in a long line.

Mu Qin stared at the scar for a second. The man seemed to quickly notice Mu Qin’s line of sight, so he couldn’t help but withdraw his right hand.

“What are you hiding for? ” Mu Qin suddenly spoke without warning, using pitch black but dazzling eyes to stare at the other party, “Think I didn’t recognize you? “

The man seemed to have been startled by Mu Qin. Although he didn’t have a large reaction, he didn’t continue half kneeling next to Mu Qin. Instead, he stood up and gazed at Mu Qin from above. His height allowed him to have a kind of inexplicable loftiness when he stood straight, giving people a sense of oppression. PNfeim

However, Mu Qin wasn’t afraid of him. Mu Qin was always very calm. No matter the situation, no matter the environment, he always calmly dealt with everything.

Therefore, Mu Qin said, “When you carried me up earlier, I already recognized who you are, because the action felt very familiar. Your breath and heartbeat are also extremely familiar… but I still had some doubts, thinking it was my own misperception. Until just now when I saw the scar on your hand. I remember that scar. It was accidentally cut by me with a box cutter. “

Of course, Mu Qin had used a pencil before during his days as a student. At the time, his pencils were all sharpened by himself with a utility knife. One time while he was sharpening pencils, Zhou Yue suddenly reached out to grab his hand, and then Mu Qin accidentally left such a slash on his wrist. At the time, Mu Qin was extremely remorseful and blamed himself, even saddened to crying like a girl. In his opinion, Zhou Yue’s hands couldn’t be any more good looking. Those were piano-playing hands. How could they be injured?

How could they be injured? aWBDVs

“What in the world are you doing? Zhou Yue? ” Mu Qin nearly couldn’t control his questions and spoke. He somewhat didn’t dare to believe this fact. In this weird game of murder, he saw Zhou Yue… his first love who had been long separated for nearly ten years!

To say that it was a coincidence, Mu Qin didn’t believe it at all.

But Zhou Yue didn’t speak. He seemed to have become a mute. After remaining silent for a long time, he suddenly half-knelt again. This time without hesitation, he directly reached out and lifted Mu Qin’s clothes before rubbing his belly with medicine. Being touched by his hand that was slightly cold from applying medicine, Mu Qin couldn’t help shivering from head to toe.

In the beginning, Zhou Yue was still honestly rubbing Mu Qin’s belly with movements that were just right, neither too light nor too heavy. His hands were no longer clean and slender with delicate skin like before. Instead, they had become rough and powerful. Having his belly rubbed by him like this, Mu Qin felt slightly weird. This sort of strangeness caused Mu Qin’s face to slightly flush. He felt this situation was utterly embarrassing. He was bound. His first love whom he had not seen in many years was helping him rub his belly. Especially since Zhou Yue had yet to say a single word, it made Mu Qin feel even more incredibly awkward. n2ldGv

What was even more terrible was that as Zhou Yue rubbed his belly, he rubbed and rubbed and his pair of hands gradually started stroking upwards, groping towards his chest area. That place was somewhat sensitive, scaring Mu Qin so that he couldn’t help loudly shouting Zhou Yue’s name.

Zhou Yue finally raised his head to look up at Mu Qin. There was gauze all over his face, and Mu Qin could only see his single right eye. The shape of his eye seemed to have changed a little, appearing a little different from Mu Qin’s memories. However, the past memories weren’t great references. After all, they were still only high schoolers at the time, only sixteen or seventeen-year-old youths. Their facial features had yet to blossom, and their heights could still continue growing. Now, nearly ten years had passed. Appearances had experienced changes, and bodies had changed beyond recognition. All changes were possible as well as normal.

Even including Mu Qin, himself, had already gone from being a scrawny and often jokingly called pretty boy youth to being a mature man who could be considered strong now.

So to speak… Mu Qin lowered his head and eventually couldn’t resist saying in a sad and mournful tone, “…Why in the world would you appear here!?” F4pSgr


BunnyGod: hehehe drama

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Translator's Note

Not a typo… the author actually put this line twice :blobsmilesweat:

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11 comments

  1. Lol drama indeed xD (Also, i think accidentally slashing the wrist of someone, especially one you care about, is enough reason to cry “like a girl”)

    Thanks for the chapter! 🙂

  2. Whoa. What is Zhou Yue thinking? (If it’s him for real) Why would he capture Mu Qin but then wouldn’t say anything? Aish.

    Thanks for the chapter!

  3. 🤔 Piano player to ripped and athletic guy with coarse, battered up hands? Did ML go chasing MC into the military? 😅