I, A Loyal Dog, Awaken to My Fate as Cannon Fodder - Chapter 31

A City encountered its largest rainstorm of the year. With a thunderous boom, the gale shrieked, and amidst the relentless flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder, the torrential rain poured down.

Shen Yinan pushed open the doors of the abandoned factory, her breath hitching in her throat.

The roof was broken and leaking, and the floor was flooded with puddles. There were no drains, and there lay her young mistress, broken upon the ground, her clean clothes stained and soiled.

That was not the most critical part; what mattered most was that Cheng Wanqiu was shivering violently from the cold, struggling to crawl toward higher ground.

This was what Luo Yejun called “settling her in properly.”

A chilling glare swept toward him, leaving Luo Yejun, who stood nearby, trembling with fear.

Shen Yinan rushed forward to support Cheng Wanqiu. “Miss, I am taking you back.”

Those eyes, brimming with hot tears, looked at her. Being stared at in such a way caused a sense of guilt to slowly wash over Shen Yinan.

She didn’t know how to prove to Cheng Wanqiu that she had the ability to protect her; she feared she might be despised as useless after this incident.

“I will carry you down the mountain. We must go back quickly; everyone is worried about you.”

As she spoke, Shen Yinan hoisted Cheng Wanqiu onto her shoulder. In truth, with the heavy rain outside, it would have been best to seek shelter inside the factory.

But Shen Yinan could not wait. She felt a powerful urge to prove herself—to prove she had the power to protect Cheng Wanqiu.

“Shen Yinan, it’s raining hard outside. It won’t be easy to walk,” Cheng Wanqiu squeezed out the words with every ounce of strength she had left while being carried.

Between the mountain forests, there was a path paved with crushed stones, which was much easier to traverse than the small trails through the woods.

Shen Yinan explained clearly to Cheng Wanqiu, “There is a gravel road on the mountain, not a trail. It’s easy to walk on.”

“Miss, trust me. I will definitely get you back.”

Cheng Wanqiu simply had a premonition that something bad was going to happen. She didn’t know why, but seeing Shen Yinan didn’t bring her much joy; instead, her heart tightened suddenly.

However, since Shen Yinan had said so, she chose to believe her.

“Okay,” Cheng Wanqiu leaned her head against Shen Yinan’s shoulder and whispered softly, “Thank you.”

Shen Yinan paused for a moment; her mistress was far too gentle.

The gravel road was indeed easier than the mud, and going downhill was easier than going up. In about fifteen minutes, Shen Yinan had brought Cheng Wanqiu to the foot of the mountain.

At the intersection below stood a car that Shen Yinan had specifically arranged to take Cheng Wanqiu back.

She opened the door, placed Cheng Wanqiu in the back seat, and gave her a lingering, reluctant look.

“Shen Yinan, aren’t you coming in?” Cheng Wanqiu leaned against the door on the other side.

The air conditioning was on inside the car, and as the temperature warmed, she gradually grew drowsy. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Yinan gritted her teeth, hardened her heart, and closed the door without answering Cheng Wanqiu.

She spoke to the driver: “Take her back to the Cheng residence.”

The driver nodded.

Shen Yinan had more important things to do. She did not want to see the person she loved get hurt ever again.

As long as Luo Yejun existed, this danger would remain. The best solution was to make this nuisance vanish from this world.

The people on the mountain were prepared. If Shen Yinan continued to exist, he would never be able to have Cheng Wanqiu in this lifetime.

Luo Yejun was malicious; he had specifically brought a small knife when he left the Cheng house.

A “crack” of thunder sounded as lightning struck a large tree in the forest, snapping its branches. The closer one got to the peak, the louder the thunder became, and the more branches were cleaved by lightning.

The wind was strong enough to knock a person over, and the rain lashed against their faces like countless knife blades. It was like the animal kingdom, where raw force was used to defeat an opponent.

When Shen Yinan and Luo Yejun met, both harbored their own dark designs. There were no surveillance cameras here, and the rain would wash away most evidence; it was a perfect place for a killing.

When Cheng Wanqiu returned to the Cheng residence, a crowd of people came to greet her. Some took towels to wipe her damp body, some brought a cup of brown sugar ginger tea to warm her up, and the Cheng family’s private doctor checked her for injuries.

She had many people caring for her, yet no one mentioned where Shen Yinan had gone.

After a night of treatment, Cheng Wanqiu’s body had mostly recovered. Yesterday’s events felt like a dream, and Cheng Wanqiu preferred to believe they were just that.

The heavy rain gave way to the sun. The sunlight was warm against the skin, evaporating the moisture; the clothes that had been soaked through were mostly dry after a morning of hanging out.

“Found them!” Rescue workers finally located Shen Yinan and an unidentified corpse.

The reason it was unidentified was that the male corpse’s face was destroyed. It was speculated that he had tumbled down the mountain and his face had struck a large rock.

Shen Yinan was at her last gasp. If not for a faint heartbeat and breathing, one would have truly thought she was dead.

As she tumbled down the mountain with Luo Yejun, her only regret was that there was still one male lead she hadn’t eradicated for Cheng Wanqiu.

She felt she was fading; life was gradually draining from her body. This feeling was familiar—just like in her previous life, the most authentic sensation before death.

The world turned pitch black, and the noisy sounds in her ears vanished.

Beep—Cardiac arrest.

It is said that when a person dies, they relive their memories of this life, replaying them at an incredible speed. Things forgotten and things remembered forever flash by like frames of a movie reel. This lasts for one to two minutes, and then the brain dies, leaving nothing behind.

Shen Yinan watched the “horse-and-flower” show of her life—both her previous life and this one. Cheng Wanqiu had sacrificed too much for her.

Time began to rewind. Those memories were erased as if by an eraser, yet the indentations left on the paper could not be wiped away.

Shen Yinan re-experienced the start of school in September, meeting Hu Ying and locking her in a mental hospital, and later going to the aquarium and celebrating a birthday with her mistress.

Time returned to the moment Cheng Wanqiu was kidnapped.

【Shen Yinan, I feel a bit unwell. Is your meeting over?】

To Cheng Wanqiu, she had just had a strange dream.

【Coming.】

Shen Yinan replied immediately. she spoke to the members of the Student Union and left. She walked away joyfully with a shoulder bag slung across her.

As clever as Shen Yinan was, how could she not hear the underlying meaning in Cheng Wanqiu’s words? It meant “get in the car quickly, I can’t wait.”

Shen Yinan was looking forward to going home and being close with Cheng Wanqiu. It was embarrassing at school, where they could at most hold hands. But at home, it was different; once the bedroom door was closed, she could get a kiss.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

Shen Yinan rapped on the glass window with her index and middle fingers. The car was parked at the school gate, visible at a glance.

The driver opened the door, and Shen Yinan pulled the handle and slid inside quickly.

Seeing Cheng Wanqiu, she gave a sweet, sugary smile. “Miss.”

Just as she thought, Cheng Wanqiu wasn’t unwell at all; she was perfectly fine. She just wanted to go home together, which is why she sent that message.

Shen Yinan received a “shush” gesture; she saw Cheng Wanqiu press an index finger to her lips. Though puzzled, she kept quiet.

【Shen Yinan, you might not believe this, but Luo Yejun is about to kidnap me. This is the best time to deal with him.】

Shen Yinan’s eyes widened as she looked at the message Cheng Wanqiu sent on her phone.

【We will beat him at his own game, but I need your cooperation.】

The phone vibrated again. Shen Yinan saw those words: Beat him at his own game.

Didn’t that mean putting Cheng Wanqiu in danger?

【Miss, it’s too dangerous.】

No matter what, Cheng Wanqiu had to do something—firstly to save Shen Yinan, and secondly, because of the “rules” of this dreamscape.

【Enough nonsense, who am I to you?】 Cheng Wanqiu sent back crossly. Even when she was angry, she was quite cute. She lacked any real ferocity; she was practically melting Shen Yinan with her cuteness.

Shen Yinan played along and said, “You are my fiancée.”

She said it intentionally into Cheng Wanqiu’s ear, making her blush. When dating Shen Yinan, she would invest 100% of her energy; she was a total “love-brain.”

Cheng Wanqiu pushed Shen Yinan away and cleared her throat, suppressing her blush.

“Tell Uncle about this. We must let Uncle see Luo Yejun’s true colors!”

Shen Yinan hesitated for a moment but finally agreed.

“Okay.”

Events proceeded according to their original trajectory. The helpers hired by Luo Yejun disguised themselves as Cheng Wanqiu’s classmates.

“Classmate, help me out.”

After a few lines of chatter, Cheng Wanqiu agreed without a second thought. The chessboard was set; all that was left was to sit back and watch the show.

But how could Shen Yinan be content just to see Luo Yejun taught a lesson? She had murder in her heart.

Checking the weather forecast, there was a heavy storm tonight.

There was one thing Shen Yinan hid from Cheng Wanqiu: she did not call Cheng Xian.

Shen Yinan watched Cheng Wanqiu being taken away and followed them the whole way. Luo Yejun was no match for her, and behind the factory was a mountain cliff.

Luo Yejun, sprawling on the ground and panting like a dog, begged in a low voice: “Shen Yinan, spare me. I won’t fight you for Cheng Wanqiu anymore.”

Shen Yinan turned a deaf ear. She grabbed the other’s collar and dragged him toward the edge of the cliff.

The closer they got to the edge, the more violently Luo Yejun struggled. He began to scream hysterically, “Shen Yinan, you can’t do this to me!”

“Shen Yinan, this is murder! If I die, you won’t have it easy either. Uncle will find out!!!”

Shen Yinan couldn’t be bothered to talk to the man on the ground. She took out her phone and swiped to the weather forecast.

“Young Master, look closely. What is the weather tonight?”

The weather forecast clearly stated: Rainstorm.

Dull-witted as Luo Yejun was, he didn’t understand why Shen Yinan was showing him the weather. Only too late did he realize that today was the perfect day for a crime.

“Shen… Shen Yinan, let’s talk this through. I promise I won’t covet Cheng Wanqiu anymore. I swear.”

Luo Yejun’s trousers were wet through as he stammered these words.

But Shen Yinan was like one who was deaf; she heard nothing, intent on throwing Luo Yejun off the cliff to his death.

Cheng Wanqiu rushed over, her breath hitching. She never intended for Shen Yinan to commit murder.

This was destroying her own future!!!

Did Shen Yinan realize she was killing someone?

“Shen Yinan, stop!!!”

Hearing Cheng Wanqiu’s voice, Shen Yinan turned her head. Her face looked innocent, as if she didn’t believe she was doing anything wrong.

“What is it, Miss?”

A pure face asked a question like a naive child, yet the actions of her hands were those of a cold-blooded, ruthless person.

She threw Luo Yejun off the cliff.

A true yandere doesn’t go around calling themselves one. They lack even the most basic cognitive distinction. If Cheng Wanqiu said a person was annoying, Shen Yinan would resolve that person immediately. Even a single complaint would be taken as a command.

“Shen Yinan, you…”

Cheng Wanqiu felt an unspeakable fear. Any normal person is afraid of murder.

“You… you killed someone…”

“Will Miss hate me?” Shen Yinan only cared about this.

“No.”

Having received those two words, Shen Yinan was satisfied. The demon who had just committed murder now revealed a smile—as if nothing had happened, she smiled exceptionally sweetly.