Ke Xue: A small wish list

Seeing that she didn't speak, she just sat quietly on the chair, with a faint bitter smile hanging on the corner of her mouth. The sadness in her eyes seemed to be thick and unresolved, deep and obscure...

Perhaps the wind at the pier was a bit strong. Sato Yu's lips were slightly opened, and his red eyes finally couldn't help blinking, and hot tears fell down his cheeks...

It seemed that the tears were so hot that even if he stood in the cold wind, his body was still scalded and he couldn't stop trembling...

Probably because of the wind, his originally confident voice also had a hint of trembling, and he said in a choked and trembling voice: "How dare they...?"

Belmode sighed inwardly: "Yeah...how dare they..."

At that time, she was young, beautiful and capable, and was a newly selected member of the organization. Although she was only a civilian, she was confident.

She originally thought that she should advance all the way, achieve a great career, and then retire perfectly, but...

The lights on the operating table were really dazzling. Maybe the tears shed at that time were caused by the lights!

pain!

It hurts like peeling skin and scraping bones!

All the strength was taken away from the body, the struggling limbs gradually became cold, and the world in front of me was frantically testing on the edge of darkness...

It was as if a pair of hands were squeezing her neck, dragging herself into the boundless darkness.

Before she fell into a trance, she tried to open her eyes wide, trying to see clearly who the person who hurt her was. Unfortunately, the person was wearing a mask, which was completely covered. Only those eyes seemed to be emitting a devouring light...

Excitement, excitement, ecstasy, fanaticism, paranoia...

When she opened her eyes again, she only saw the white ceiling above her head. She tilted her head slightly and outside the window were cherry blossom trees in full bloom, their petals swaying wantonly in the spring breeze...

A middle-aged man in a wheelchair was slowly pushed to the hospital bed by a strong young man. He looked at her lying on the hospital bed quietly, as if he was admiring a piece of art...

After a long time, the man said calmly: "Forget your previous name, from today on you will be called 'Belmod'."

After she recovered from the injury, she was eager to know what those people had done to her body, because even though the injury was healed, she often felt pain in her body for no reason.

She wanted to find out, so she begged her only friend to let her take a portion of her blood for testing, and also secretly conducted a series of tests.

The moment she saw the test results, she felt a roar in her mind. Holding the diagnosis certificate, her fingers turned slightly white. After a long time, she asked her friend with red eyes: "Where could it be?" wrong?"

The girl standing opposite her held her in her arms and said softly: "It's okay, it's okay, I will be with you, always with you..."

The two of them were standing in a corner where no one could see them. One was holding a piece of paper in his hand and his eyes were blank. The other was hugging her tightly. His eyes were red and he was murmuring. His voice was so soft that it could be blown by the wind. Disperse...

One day three months later, Belmode received her first action team mission. The hotel's defense was very lax, so she sneaked in easily. When she closed the door and looked back, she saw a tall figure standing in the living room. Here, there is a wheelchair beside me...

Two soft coughs: "Ahem!"

The lights came on, and a girl was thrown out from the side and fell heavily at her feet. The girl struggled to get up. The panic in her eyes overflowed, and eventually turned into tears...

Standing at the door, her head was dazed for a while, and she stared blankly at the girl who was still struggling to get up and escape: "Yuriko!?"

The two looked at each other, and then Yuriko looked anxious and tried to shout, but her mouth was blocked and she could only let out a whimper...

When she came to her senses, she quickly squatted down and took off the rag from Yuriko's mouth: "Why are you here?"

Yuriko sounded excited: "Run away! Hurry..."

The middle-aged man sitting upright in the wheelchair coughed: "Cough cough cough! Belmod!"

She raised her head sharply, staring at the middle-aged man without saying a word...

"Ahem! Kill her!"

Her pupils shrank sharply, and Yuriko looked at her in disbelief: "Are you in the same group!?"

The person standing next to the middle-aged man raised his hand and waved, and a dagger was firmly inserted on the floor in front of her. After the dagger trembled for a while, her cold eyes were reflected...

She stepped back with her right foot, kicked hard, quickly passed over the dagger and Yuriko's body, and rushed towards the middle-aged man. Just one step away from the man, she stopped abruptly.

A gun was pressed tightly against her forehead, and the cold touch seemed to say: "If you move again, you will die!"

Yuriko turned around in a daze, and saw that she had rushed out just now, with a gun on her forehead, and the owner of the gun had a joking look on her face...

The middle-aged man sitting upright in the wheelchair covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief: "Cough, cough, cough! Some are disobedient."

The man holding the gun next to her moved the muzzle of the gun down quickly, and then decisively pulled the trigger. Her thighs suddenly started to bleed...

Yuriko shouted: "No!"

She knelt down in pain, with cold sweat streaming from her forehead. The gun was pressed against her forehead again. Yuriko behind her burst into tears: "No! Don't..."

Yuriko used all her strength to crawl to her side. Seeing Yuriko's difficulty, she turned around and hugged Yuriko, and gently cut the rope binding Yuriko's hands with the dagger.

With her hands freed, Yuriko immediately held her in her arms, and then looked at the two men standing by with cold eyes.

He hurriedly protected her behind him: "Don't hurt Claire!"

The middle-aged man coughed lightly: "Ahem~ You still have five minutes."

The fingers holding the dagger tightly turned slightly white. She turned her head and looked at the middle-aged man, unable to say a word. The anger and killing intent in her eyes were almost uncontrollable...

Yuriko's face turned pale. She seemed to know the current situation. Only one of the two could survive. She turned to look at Claire behind her, raised her arms and wiped the tears on her face with her sleeves...

He said with a cry: "We are still good friends, right?"

She looked at the tearful Yuriko and nodded dully. Yuriko hugged her: "Can you let me smell your scent again?"

She quietly let Yuriko hug her, and then she heard Yuriko say: "It's just like the first time we met, it smells really good!"

This sentence stunned her, and for just a moment, Yuriko grabbed her hand, the hand holding the dagger, and pressed it hard on her chest...

The hot blood made her panic, and after entering the door, she wailed from her mouth, which had been speechless: "No!!!"

The young man pushed the middle-aged man slowly out of the door, and a steady voice came: "Welcome to join, Belmode!"

After the two left, Belmod hugged Yuriko and used one hand to hold down the wound that was gushing blood.

"No! No! No!"

Yuriko tried her best to open her heavy eyelids, her pale lips opened and closed, and her weak voice was intermittent: "Claire... I'm sorry... in the future... you can only go alone..."

Seeing Yuriko who was completely lifeless, Belmod looked up to the sky and screamed...

"Do not!!!"

There was a thunderstorm outside the window, and the cherry blossom trees in the distance were swaying in the wind and rain...