Because Wen Qian didn't want to talk to the other person, she had closed the door and entered her tent early, but she could vaguely see someone passing by the window.
It must be the person from the next room, but it didn't matter as long as they didn't disturb her.
Wen Qian lay in the tent with her eyes closed, unable to fall asleep for a while, but she also didn't want to listen to music or white noise since she had to pay attention to any sounds from outside.
She silently counted sheep in her mind, hoping to fall asleep out of boredom.
Just as she was dozing off, she heard a voice outside the window.
It was past ten o'clock at night, and the other person was loitering outside the door: "Are you asleep? If not, come out and chat."
Wen Qian didn't say anything, wanting the other person to think she was already asleep.
Then she heard them knocking on the window: "Are you asleep? Really asleep? Or just pretending to be asleep?"
Wen Qian wanted to continue pretending, but then she heard the sound of the doorknob turning.
"What are you doing?" Although there were things piled up behind the door, it was clear that the sound of the door opening was not something Wen Qian could resolve by pretending to be asleep.
"I knew it, you definitely weren't asleep. Who sleeps that early?"
Wen Qian said bluntly, "I was asleep, but you woke me up. You're disturbing my rest."
The other person acted as if they didn't hear her: "Who goes to sleep so early? I'm not a bad person."
"I'm going to sleep now, please don't disturb me," Wen Qian thought to herself with a snicker, this statement didn't sound very convincing.
"But you're not asleep yet, are you? Let's chat, our meeting is fate, right?"
Wen Qian: "I don't want to talk."
The other person joked, "But you're talking to me right now, aren't you? Besides, if you're not polite, you might run into trouble on the road."
Wen Qian ignored them, and the other person knocked on the window, shining a light in.
"I won't come in, just come out and chat."
Wen Qian continued to ignore them, and then the doorknob was turned again.
Wen Qian sat up abruptly, having been sleeping in her clothes these past few days.
Damn it! You're the only one with a light! Wen Qian took out a large flashlight and turned it on.
The person outside saw the light and asked, "You're not pretending to sleep anymore?"
Wen Qian took out a whetstone.
Seeing her place a stone on the ground, the other person asked, "What are you doing? Do you want to chat through the window? This has a security window, it's like talking through prison bars, how unlucky. Come out and chat."
Wen Qian went into the tent and took out a long ethnic-style sword she had bought from a street stall, then went back out.
Wen Qian sharpened the sword in her room late at night.
"What are you doing? Are you doing this on purpose, showing it to me on purpose?"
This woman actually had such a long sword in her tent, did she know how to use it?
How scary!
Wen Qian didn't say anything, thinking to herself, you knocked on the door after ten o'clock at night, so what's strange about me sharpening a sword after ten o'clock?
The sound of sharpening the sword continued, and the other person let out a cold laugh and left.
But Wen Qian didn't stop, she kept sharpening.
Wen Qian was a little angry. She couldn't overpower the other person, but it wasn't time to pull out a gun either, so she could only sharpen her sword as a warning, though she didn't know if it would work.
The other person muttered, "Don't you know what you look like? Still worried that others will have thoughts about you. You look so safe, yet you're so self-obsessed."
These words were spoken at a volume just audible to Wen Qian, but she didn't get angry. If the other person hadn't turned the doorknob earlier, these words might have been believable.
Wanting to open the door for no reason, what kind of good person would do that?
That person returned to their room, still muttering, but Wen Qian couldn't quite make it out, then she heard the sound of them throwing and banging things around.
Wen Qian admired the sword she had sharpened in the light. The sword was nice, but it was a pity for it to see blood in such a peaceful era.
Wen Qian murmured, "Killing is against the law, killing is against the law," then tossed a kitchen knife onto the ground. After such a big commotion, the room next door fell silent.
It was unknown if the other person had retreated because of Wen Qian sharpening her sword, but at least the night passed peacefully after that.
Wen Qian, who had sharpened three swords before going back to sleep, didn't sleep well and kept waking up. When she opened her eyes in the morning, she was in a bad mood, one could say she had morning grumpiness.
As Wen Qian was packing her things, she saw someone standing outside the window.
Wen Qian was too lazy to talk to them, just doing her own thing.
"Getting up so early, in a hurry to leave?"
Wen Qian ignored them.
But the other person didn't leave, as if waiting for Wen Qian to open the door.
At first, Wen Qian thought this person was crazy, but then she realized this person was standing arrogantly by the window, as if thinking Wen Qian didn't dare open the door, or perhaps thinking Wen Qian had just been putting on a show the night before.
Was this their way of trying to regain face now?
Wen Qian sighed.
I had originally planned to go into seclusion alone, but now I have to get caught up in taking a life at this time? How annoying.
"What did you say?" The other person heard Wen Qian talking but couldn't make it out clearly. "Why don't you dare open the door now?"
It was then that Wen Qian realized she had said her thoughts out loud.
"Let me tell you, I'm usually quite tolerant, but you disrespected me last night. Apologize to me, and everything will be fine."
"What do I need to apologize for?"
"What was that attitude of yours last night? We just met by chance, and I wanted to chat with you, but you treated me like a thief, defending yourself and sharpening a sword? Who were you trying to scare? Do you think you could scare someone like me that easily?"
The other person grew more aggressive in their tone, as if they were the ruler of this area.
They felt that even with a sword, they could easily disarm and kill Wen Qian, and besides, they didn't think she could actually use the sword, they thought she had just bought it to scare people.
"Some people shouldn't be too self-important, they should look in the mirror. Even if it was free, I wouldn't want your type, yet you lock the door on me? I've seen your kind before, what are you putting on airs for? Backpacking, what's there to show off about? Who doesn't know?"
It was then that Wen Qian realized what they were talking about. When researching travel guides online, she had also seen various sensational news stories.
Saying such things was asking to be beaten up, but since the other person dared to say it, they clearly didn't think they were being reckless.
"Because I didn't talk to you, you flew into a rage, didn't you? You said those things because you thought there wouldn't be any consequences for you, right?"
"Oh? What consequences? What could you do to me? How could you do anything to me? The window is closed, the door is locked. Isn't that just being a coward, too scared to come out? All bark and no bite, what could you do to me?"
"No bite? Your mouth is pretty harsh too, why didn't you stick around longer when I was sharpening my sword last night?"
The other person grew angry out of embarrassment: "You think just because you sharpened a sword, I was scared of you? I left because I was tired and wanted to sleep, you think I was really scared of you?"
"Let me tell you, there have been quite a few missing persons over the years, who knows if they were taken by wolves or sold by people. If one or two people like you went missing, who would know?"
Wen Qian let out a cold laugh, thinking about what she could use to kill the other person.
She feared natural disasters just as she dreaded the law. It was said that the law was a vast net that left nothing uncaught - she had seen so many legal TV shows where even after twenty years, murderers could still be caught. Was there really such a thing as the perfect murder?
Wen Qian felt that if she killed someone now, she would be caught right after, and this vile person would be called the victim.
How ridiculous!
Wen Qian didn't care about all that anymore, her mind made up, she put away the stone and opened the door.
The other person thought they had succeeded in provoking Wen Qian and was pleased. Originally, they hadn't planned to do anything, it was just that this woman was so disrespectful, if she had just been polite and exchanged contact information to be friends, that would have been fine. But she completely ignored them, wasn't that looking down on them?
They had to make her realize her mistake.
The next second, Wen Qian said coldly, "In this desolate wilderness, aren't you afraid at all?"
The other person was stunned, wasn't that line supposed to be said by themself?
Then they noticed Wen Qian was gripping a knife or dagger in a reverse grip, with the emphasis on the reverse grip.
