My Ex Who Dumped Me Comes to Hook Me Up Every Day - Chapter 14

Liu Zhi’s objective was clear. He ignored the police officers standing dozens of meters away.
Tilting the plastic bottle, he dripped the liquid onto Chong Sheng’s face.
The unconscious woman’s lips twitched slightly, as if she were on the verge of waking.
Her bloodstained hospital gown became soaked, and the liquid splashed onto the floor, instantly filling the room with the pungent smell of alcohol.
Alcohol is a highly flammable and volatile liquid. When it evaporates, the gaseous alcohol mixes with air to form an explosive mixture that can ignite and burn upon contact with open flames or high heat.
If I can’t have her, I’ll destroy her.
The lighter’s flame flickered erratically. At this point, everyone understood what Liu Zhi intended to do.
“Danger! Stop him!”
“He’s going to set her on fire!”
“Quick, get the fire extinguisher!”
Finally, someone realized that Liu Zhi no longer had his knife and posed no real threat.
The crowd surged forward like ants on a hot pan, desperately trying to stop him.
The police moved swiftly, but in this critical moment, the tightly packed crowd blocked their path.
The team leader shouted, “Everyone back up! Clear the way!”
Only then did the crowd scatter in panic.
But the delay had already cost them precious time.
Standing at the front, Jin Zhou reacted instantly, lunging forward to snatch the lighter from Liu Zhi’s hand.
But her right hand was injured, and her left hand lacked the strength.
Liu Zhi gripped the lighter with both hands, desperately trying to bring the flame to Chong Sheng’s face.
In the struggle, Jin Zhou was dragged to the ground.
Her heart sank.
Perhaps the commotion finally roused Chong Sheng, who stirred awake.
Seeing Liu Zhi looming so close, her first reaction was terror.
The acrid smell of alcohol filled her nostrils, and a burning lighter hovered inches from her face.
It was impossible to misinterpret Liu Zhi’s intentions.
Chong Sheng tried to crawl backward, but any exertion sent waves of pain rippling through her countless wounds.
Prolonged bl00d loss had left her utterly weak, her vision flickering with static-like black and white snow.
The metallic tang of bl00d filled her throat, choking off her voice. She couldn’t even speak.
With every ounce of strength she could muster, she managed to drag herself only a few inches.
There was no escape, and no one to stop him.
A dead end.
Chong Sheng wasn’t afraid of death. After a lifetime of suffering, she had often merely been coaxing herself to stay alive.
Yet the thought of dying at Liu Zhi’s hands stirred a complex mix of emotions within her.
In an instant, countless images and memories flooded her mind.
Most were filled with arguments and ugliness.
Yet the clearest memory was of their first meeting on a sweltering summer day.
Back then, Chong Sheng was still in high school. Liao Lianjing and Chong Daqiang, citing the family’s financial straits, had forced her to drop out and find work to supplement their income.
With nowhere else to turn, she paced back and forth along the riverbank in their small town.
People hurried past without a glance, but a neatly dressed young man stopped to ask her, “What’s wrong? Are you unhappy?”
That single glance made Liu Zhi the most special person in Chong Sheng’s life.
They quickly fell in love.
Liu Zhi cherished and protected her, using his savings to help her finish high school and even attend university.
Chong Sheng loved him just as deeply, perhaps even more than herself.
Even as Liu Zhi’s moods grew increasingly volatile and the atmosphere at home became suffocating, she only became more attentive and gentle, trying to soothe him.
Even when Liu Zhi suddenly revealed he had a child, she only experienced a brief moment of emotional turmoil before silently accepting it, pretending nothing had happened.
Finally, when Yang Xiya triumphantly sent that disgustingly intimate photo, Chong Sheng woke up as if from a nightmare, realizing everything had already reached the point of no return.
Grateful for the lingering affection and the kindness he had once shown her, Chong Sheng had no intention of pursuing legal action against Liu Zhi for his domestic violence, infidelity, or illegitimate child. She simply wanted a divorce, a clean break to sever all ties.
But Liu Zhi’s counterattack proved far more vicious than she had anticipated.
He tracked her down to her rented apartment, stabbing her with embroidery needles and torturing her with the merciless cruelty of a demon.
Now, he had even followed her to the hospital, recklessly pressuring her to compromise.
Compromising would cast a shadow over the rest of her life.
Chong Sheng refused.
And the consequences of her refusal were now starkly clear: death.
Chong Sheng slowly closed her eyes.
Though facing a life-or-death crisis, now that she knew she was powerless to change her fate, the tension in her mind eased. She recalled a seemingly irrelevant poem:
Alas, dove, do not eat the mulberry.
Alas, woman, do not indulge in love with men.
A man’s indulgence can be excused.
A woman’s indulgence cannot.
Dove, the mulberry’s sweetness leads to intoxication; keep it from your beak.
Woman, do not so easily surrender to love’s allure.
Why?
Because a man can withdraw from love with ease, while a woman, once entangled, finds escape impossible.
This was a passage Chong Sheng had learned in school. Back then, she was too young to grasp the profound sorrow and resentment hidden within those words.
Now, through her own experiences, she finally understood: Human hearts are fickle; to treat me as you did at first is the hardest thing of all.
Everyone believed it was too late to save Chong Sheng, including Jin Zhou.
But just then, a blinding white light suddenly flashed, striking Liu Zhi directly in the face.
It was Jiang Yuhuai.
This was a high-intensity flashlight for self-defense, designed to cause temporary blindness by shining directly into the eyes.
Though the effect lasted only a few seconds, it could be crucial in a crisis.
Caught completely off guard, Liu Zhi felt a searing white light sear his eyes, followed by a throbbing pain. His vision blurred into a hazy, pale white.
He could no longer see Chong Sheng or Jin Zhou before him.
Cowering in place, he instinctively raised a hand to shield his eyes.
Jiang Yuhuai, prepared for this moment, swiftly snatched the lighter from his hand.
Jin Zhou followed immediately. Regaining her balance, she clenched her claws into fists and unleashed a merciless barrage of punches to Liu Zhi’s face.
After several blows, two streams of bl00d gushed from his nose.
Dazed and staggering, Liu Zhi swayed on his feet for a moment before finally collapsing heavily to the ground.
In his dazed state, Liu Zhi felt himself being pulled up, his hands cuffed behind his back.
The cold metal of the handcuffs tightened, signaling that he would spend a long time in prison, repenting and reforming.
Liu Zhi glanced resentfully at Chong Sheng lying on the ground. He knew she was awake.
She loves me so much… will she miss me?
To his disappointment, Chong Sheng’s gaze drifted to the lawyer and doctor, swept over the swarm of police officers, but never once met his eyes.
From that moment on, there would be no Liu Zhi in Chong Sheng’s life.
She would experience a true rebirth.
Half a month later.
Chong Sheng’s injuries had begun to heal. With Jin Zhou’s assistance, she filed a lawsuit with the C City People’s Court, seeking to dissolve her marriage with Liu Zhi.
After investigation, the court confirmed the irretrievable breakdown of the marital relationship and granted the divorce.
Considering Liu Zhi’s multiple instances of misconduct, the judge ruled that he would receive a reduced share, or even no share at all, of the marital assets.
The matter was now concluded.
That night, at a certain bar.
Jiang Yuhuai, dressed in a crisp white shirt, looked distinctly out of place amidst the bar’s fiery, boisterous atmosphere.
But there was no help for it; she had just gotten off work.
“Xiao Yu! Over here, over here!”
A stunning woman with wavy hair, wearing a strappy miniskirt, stood under the flashing lights, waving at her.
Lu Yitong was Jiang Yuhuai’s college roommate.
Lu Yitong was lively and outgoing, while Jiang Yuhuai was steady and mature.
Despite their contrasting personalities, they had lived together for eight years and were each other’s best friends.
Even after graduation, when Lu Yitong went to work at C City’s top private hospital and frequently traveled abroad for work, they still made time to meet regularly and catch up.
But now, Lu Yitong looked at Jiang Yuhuai and said, each word carefully enunciated, “So, you’re saying—you and that ex-girlfriend are back together?”
Jiang Yuhuai shook her head.
“We’re not together. Maybe it’s more accurate to say—I’m pursuing her.”
Lu Yitong was even more shocked.
“Classmate Jiang, you dumped her six years ago. Isn’t it a little late to try and win her back now?”
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