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There was a very popular blind masseur, Xu Qian.
I heard that blind massage is supposed to be better.
Because their hands are more sensitive.
I had also been attended to by him.
Although at that time I didn't want a man touching my feet, I was a new employee and just randomly chose a technician to practice with.
I didn't expect that person to be Xu Qian.
I was quite puzzled back then, thinking how stingy the shop was to let a blind person attend to a new employee like me.
It took me some time to realize that Xu Qian was very popular; many female clients specifically requested his services.
I even overheard the boss advising him, "You need to take good care of the clients."
"Your bonuses depend on them."
I envied Xu Qian for being able to earn so much money.
But what puzzled me was that I seemed to run into him all the time.
Every time I finished my shift, he would be nearby wiping the tables; every time I started my shift, he would be there collecting the sheets.
Xu Qian seemed particularly attentive to me.
I don't understand why, when there are so many beautiful girls in the store.
And I'm already married; he shouldn't be interested in me, right?
I dare not think further.
After all, I harbor a secret in my heart:
I stabbed my husband and his mistress to death.
Li Xiang is handsome and has a great physique.
He has always attracted women.
When we first got together, there were often young girls trying to flirt with him.
But he never paid them any attention.
He said he liked me.
He belongs to me.
So no matter what mistakes he makes, I will always forgive him.
I love him.
No matter what I had to give up for him, I would do it willingly.
That afternoon, a typhoon was approaching.
There weren't many customers in the store, so I went home early.
I had planned to take a good nap, but instead, I stumbled upon a scene that made me feel utterly disgusted.
I remember it clearly.
The sun was still shining brightly.
When I opened the door, Li Xiang was in bed with another woman, wrapped in each other's arms.
They were both completely naked.
Condoms and tissues were scattered on the floor, and the bed was a mess.
My heart felt like it was shattering into pieces.
Li Xiang was the person I loved most, yet he had betrayed me.
I had always believed that he was sincere with me.
But now it seemed that I had been nothing but a fool.
Li Xiang was sleeping intimately with that woman.
He was much taller than me and had a far better physique.
In front of him, I felt like a child.
I stood frozen in place, holding my luggage.
I watched them, my mind blank.
Li Xiang lay on the bed in shorts, his bare chest exposed.
The woman in his arms had long hair cascading over her shoulders, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
They were sleeping together, completely unaware that I had returned.
Li Xiang's breathing was steady, his chest rising and falling rhythmically.
I slowly walked over, gazing at his face, tears streaming down my cheeks uncontrollably.
Memories of how good I had been to him flooded back.
To provide him with good food and clothing, I worked two to three jobs a day, nearly working myself to death.
To buy him branded clothes, I would try on outfits in the mall and then go to the night market to buy similar ones.
In order to rent him an apartment, I argued with the landlord, even threatening him with my ID, saying that if he raised the rent, I would report him.
I had sacrificed so much for him, yet he treated me this way.
Li Xiang was still sound asleep.
I reached for the Big Watermelon Knife on the bedside table and plunged it into his throat!
With a sickening sound, he didn’t even have time to scream before he died.
Blood splattered across the woman’s face, and she finally woke up.
As she opened her eyes, she saw me.
She screamed in shock, "Who are you!"
I didn’t answer her; I just lunged forward, stabbing her again and again!
The woman was dead.
Covered in blood, I stood there, staring at Li Xiang’s lifeless body, tears blurring my vision.
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