Deviant: No Longer Human

"The sensation of young flesh is absolutely exhilarating..." Wang Xiao couldn\'t help but chuckle as he continued relentlessly pounding into her, his arousal heightened by the feeling of her suffocating grip of her vagina.

"You!?" Anran\'s face suddenly turned ghostly pale, beads of sweat glistening on her trembling body. Her thoughts spiraled out of control as she struggled to comprehend his unsettling desires. \'Could he really be attracted to younger ones...?\' she pondered, finding it increasingly difficult to maintain her composure.

Her lower body had long lost all sensation, rendering it useless and numb. However, as a prisoner, she knew better than to plead for mercy. Despite this, Wang Xiao unleashed his pent-up rage, built over ten years, upon her throughout the entire night. In the end, her utterly exhausted body succumbed to a much needed slumber.

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23rd of April, 2026!

As Wang Xiao reveled in the comforting embrace of warmth in the outside world, in a distant corner of the globe, within the enchanting realm of the Magic City (Shanghai), his acquaintances and family carried on with their vibrant lives, each thread of existence continuing to weave its own story, all the while, his presence absent but not forgetten, yet slowly fading away with each passing day.

Just a few streets from the renowned Lost Heaven restaurant, near the intersection of Pudong and Puxi in Shanghai, a quaint bakery welcomed the early morning\'s gentle embrace.

Its windows were fogged lightly with the warmth inside, a sharp contrast to the brisk pace of the city awakening around it.

Behind the counter stood Chen Meili, a vision of elegance amidst the aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries. At 26, she carried the sophistication of someone accustomed to early hours and hard work. Her hair, a cascade of rich chestnut waves, was adorned with delicate flowers that seemed to have been caught there by a playful spring breeze.

Her eyes, a deep and expressive brown, held a kindness that drew in customers, as she greeted each one with a practiced smile that reached her eyes, softening the meticulous care she put into every transaction.

"Thank you for visiting us today, Mr. Zhang. Enjoy your pastries, and I hope to see you again soon!" Her voice, melodious and warm, was a fitting accompaniment to the cozy atmosphere of the bakery.

As Mr. Zhang stepped out, the door was caught before it could close by a younger, energetic presence. Chen Li, with a bright and cheeky smile, held the door open, his timely entrance synchronized perfectly with the customer\'s exit.

"Good timing, huh?" he quipped, stepping inside, the cool morning air slipping in with him before he shut the door.

His eyes lingered on Chen Meili, who was tidying up the counter after the customer\'s departure. It had been two years since the unfortunate accident that claimed Wang Xiao\'s life.

Although he had never known Chen Meili personally, Wang Xiao had seen potential in her and had recommended her for a position in his best friend Chen Li\'s business. In honoring his late friend\'s last endorsement, Chen Li had brought Chen Meili into the fold.

For a year, she worked diligently, becoming an indispensable part of the team and forming a close, sibling-like bond with Chen Li.

Her commitment and hard work were evident, to both Chen Li and his father, and they started treating her as thier own family.

Though, by the wheels of fate, last year, Chen Meili abruptly decided to start her own business,and open a bakery, which was although sudden but supported by both Chen Li and his father.

"Sister Meili, it\'s pretty quiet right now. Why don\'t you head home and get some rest? I\'ll take over here," he offered with a grin, his hands tucked into the pockets of his pockets, the very picture of eagerness.

Chen Meili raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a half-smile that betrayed both her affection and concern. "Chen Li, you\'re skipping school again," she repremended gently, though the warmth in her voice couldn\'t quite mask her disapproval. "You can\'t keep doing this."

Chen Li\'s grin didn\'t falter, but he met her gaze with an earnestness that was rare for his age. "I know, I know. But I\'ve got it covered, really. You\'ve been working too hard. Let me handle the early crowd today."

"Well then, goodbye... I would go and look after Zi\'er; she has been getting really rampant lately." With a resigned sigh and a fond shake of her head, Chen Meili agreed, handing over the counter to him.

She took one last look around the cozy bakery, ensuring everything was in order, her sense of responsibility evident even in her retreat.

She offered a smile to the few customers before stepping out into the fresh morning air, the city of Shanghai bustling around her, a blend of the old and the new, just like the bakery she had established.

This bakery was more than a new beginning; it was her declaration of independence, a way to leave behind a past that no longer defined her.

She had yearned for a life of honesty and normalcy, to be just another face in the bustling city of Shanghai.

Her gaze drifted to the bright sky, her thoughts turning to Lin Xue.

A unexpected pang of sorrow tugged at her heart. "If only Lin Xue could experience this peace..." she whispered, a melancholic note in her voice.

Their fates had been dramatically altered over the last year. In a series of events that seemed guided by the unpredictable hand of fate, Lin Xue had ended up in prison.

Before her sentence, she had transferred her assets to Chen Meili, who had used part of this unexpected fortune to fund her bakery.

Chen Meili clutched at the pendant around her neck, a memento of their friendship. She held onto the hope that one day Lin Xue could join her and see the life she\'d built.

Yet, deep down, Chen Meili knew the gravity of Lin Xue\'s actions and the irrevocable path they had led her down.

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