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When Qiluo Ling woke up in the morning, Choi Jae-sun had already left for work.
A simple breakfast was laid out on the white table. There was a note saying he had gone to work. After finishing her breakfast, she noticed that the dull room seemed to lack any hint of the season, just like her obscure mood. She decided to take a stroll around the Flower Market to buy some plants to decorate her home.
The Flower Market was not far from her residence, just a few hundred meters away. She walked to the entrance of the Flower Market, where a bustling crowd was carrying their favorite flowers, smiling as they moved through the market.
She wandered through the market and finally stopped in front of a small shop, carefully examining the varieties of plants, along with the enthusiastic recommendations from the shop owner. She quickly pulled out money to buy a lush hanging plant and two succulent plants, specifically a Red Heart Lotus and a Yamato Nishiki.
When she returned downstairs to her residence and was about to go upstairs, someone suddenly called her name from behind. Turning around, she was taken aback.
Cheng Yuping stood in front of her with a bright smile. Her expression seemed sincere and gentle, as if nothing had ever happened.
Cheng Yuping stepped forward, extended her right hand, and smiled, saying, "Hello, Miss Qi, we meet again."
Out of caution, Qiluo Ling did not extend her hand; in fact, both of her hands were occupied holding flower pots.
Seeing her reaction, Cheng Yuping retracted her right hand with some disappointment but still maintained a gentle smile. However, Qiluo Ling did not consider her friendly.
"What do you want from me? Are you here to return my stolen Sheet Music?" Qiluo Ling said coldly.
"Miss Qi, I’m really sorry about what happened last time; I was also compelled," Cheng Yuping said as she took out a long box from her bag and handed it to her. "You were right; I am returning your Sheet Music."
Qiluo Ling set down the flower pots to free her hands and took the box. Upon opening it, she found the Sheet Music intact. She looked at Cheng Yuping with suspicion, not understanding why she returned it after having stolen it in the first place.
"Of course, I'm not trying to shirk my responsibility; I did use some underhanded means to take your Sheet Music. I'm sorry; I apologize to you. But isn’t there a saying that what belongs to you will eventually come back to you even if you give it freedom?"
"Are you saying I should thank you?"
"You misunderstand me, that's not what I meant. Since I've already returned the Sheet Music to you, I hope you can trust me again and consider me your friend."
"Why should I trust you again and consider you a friend? What else do you want?" Qiluo Ling said, looking at her warily.
"I hope you can meet someone for me."
"Meet someone?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
"You'll know when the time comes. I'm sorry, but I can't tell you in advance," Cheng Yuping said apologetically.
"Why should I do what you ask? What if I don't want to?" Qiluo Ling challenged her.
Cheng Yuping didn't answer directly; she just pondered for a moment and said, "I'll show you something. You might agree then."
"What is it?"
"This thing, I hope to show it to you in a private place."
"You mean I have to go to my house to see it, right?"
"Yes, that's exactly what I mean."
Then the two of them fell silent, ascending the stairs one after the other, quickly arriving at Qiluo Ling's home.
As soon as the door closed, Qiluo Ling tossed the key onto the sofa and said loudly, "Go on, show me what you've got. Luckily, there's nothing worth stealing in my house; otherwise, I would think you have some ulterior motives for theft."
Cheng Yuping remained silent, pulling the curtains in the room shut with a swift motion and turning on the brightest chandelier in the room. Suddenly, golden light refracted from countless facets, illuminating every corner of the house.
Qiluo Ling was taken aback; what was she trying to do?
Cheng Yuping began to unbutton her shirt one button at a time, her expression serious and solemn as she removed it.
Her smooth skin glowed under the light, and her waist was cinched with a black leather belt, resembling a slimming corset.
Next, she slowly loosened this belt, and what appeared next made Qiluo Ling's face change dramatically in shock and fear.
It turned out that the belt was covered in metal spikes, each piercing into her flesh, leaving her waist a bloody mess.
"What is that?" Qiluo Ling asked, her face pale and voice trembling.
"This is called the Suffering Belt," Cheng Yuping exhaled slowly, seemingly feeling no physical pain, her expression one of satisfaction and joy.
"Don't you feel any pain?"
"No, I don't feel any pain at all. On the contrary, my soul feels like it's singing. The physical suffering cleanses the sins within my heart. Therefore, this ascetic practice is not suffering for me; it is joy!"
"Why do you torment yourself like this?"
"You wouldn't understand. The barbed hooks piercing into my flesh serve as a constant reminder not to forget the suffering of Jesus. In fact, pain can be beneficial for people; it can suppress bodily desires."
"You joined an organization?"
"Yes. According to the rules, I spend about two hours a day in Suffering Belt training. If you can't come with me to meet that person, my Suffering Belt time will be delayed by three to four hours, which means deeper punctures and more blood loss."
"Are you threatening me? A self-sacrificing kind of intimidation?"
"No, I'm not forcing you. You can choose to come with me or not; it's entirely up to your willingness."
Qiluo Ling pondered silently for a moment and calmly said, "Can you tell me who exactly I'm going to meet?"
Cheng Yuping shook her head, her expression unchanged as she said, "I'm only responsible for taking you there. I have no right to answer such questions because I'm just following orders."
"Alright, I agree." Qiluo Ling nodded.
"Great." Cheng Yuping smiled.
She grabbed the buckle at her waist and fastened it again. As the barbed hook pierced in once more, her muscles instinctively contracted, and she closed her eyes, seemingly savoring the purifying ritual that this pain brought her.
"What kind of people are you?" Qiluo Ling asked.
Cheng Yuping replied calmly, "Actually, I was planning to tell you. But time is tight; let's discuss it in detail in the car, okay?"
Qiluo Ling could only nod.
Qiluo Ling left the flower pot with the gatekeeper as she walked out with Cheng Yuping through the main gate.
A blue Mercedes-Benz Sprinter Van was parked by the roadside. The two got in, with Qiluo Ling sitting in the back seat where a spacious and comfortable sofa bed had been electrically adjusted. She felt very comfortable sitting on it.
The Gorgeous and Elegant Light is distributed across the car roof like a sky full of stars, casting an exceptionally brilliant and luxurious glow.
"What exactly is your organization?"
"Don't worry, we are a righteous organization."
"Righteous? What does righteousness mean?"
"Our righteousness is love; those who oppose love are our enemies."
"This... then how is your love manifested?"
"What you see as the Suffering Belt is love; it is a lesson from God."
Qiluo Ling remained silent. When an organization fervently advocates for a specific righteousness, there lies an unfathomable injustice within. In other words, this organization resembles a cult, controlling the thoughts of its members through brainwashing.
"Then may I ask, was Professor Chen killed by you?"
"I don't know either, because we have a strict hierarchy; what I shouldn't know, I will never inquire about." Cheng Yuping's expression was indifferent.
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