[FF7] The second tucks in history

The author has something to say: (Thanks to the adults who collected this Honkai work)

(If I change the text to "Completed" right now, will someone climb the window in the middle of the night? ——Ahaha, I'm just kidding~)

1. Uncle Wen, I'm sorry, because my little selfishness will make you relive the tragedy again - but don't worry, with my sister here, you will not be alone!

2. Well, as mentioned above, Uncle Wei and Uncle Wen are going to be remodeled. In order to prove that we are our own mothers, we will give Vivian a golden finger~——I guess there will be a few chapters where Uncle Wen will not show up [touch chin] .The end of the Nibelheim chapter is the plot chapter, so what kind of ending should I give Safian?Is it following the original (with ACC plot)?Or tamper with it yourself and let him destroy the planet to a critical moment and suddenly wash his hands in the golden basin (no ACC plot)?

3. I feel like the writing has collapsed, and the plot is moving so fast, I’m sorry, my lords~【Bow】—I originally wanted to write something lyrical but not sensational, affectionate and not hypocritical, with a touch of melancholy I feel it, but how do you look at how OOC+ install 13... Aww, adults please correct me if it is unsightly!

The vaguely swaying figures in front of the eyes overlapped and intertwined and then tore apart, and the background sound was a woman's weeping sadly - the protagonists in this scene were covered with soft and light veils, which were vaguely indistinct, but gave people an unusual feeling. familiar.Vivian stood just a short distance away, stretched out his hand dumbly to push away the wetness in front of him, suddenly his feet were empty, and he fell into the cold and deep irreversible abyss, watching the dark blue liquid gradually enveloping, coercing, and swallowing him ...

"Hmm... who the hell dreamed of this?"

Vivian rubbed her swollen and sore temples, lazily slumped on the bed as if she had no bones, and whispered to herself.Since returning from the high-risk mission the evening before yesterday, she has been sleeping until now, and the joints in her body are still sore and stiff; coupled with that mysterious dream, it made her heart palpitate even more.The rare good mood was disturbed, and she wondered if someone was poking her villain secretly.

He straightened his left leg, hooked the toe of the uniform thrown at the foot of the bed, and threw it into the air to catch it.Vivian felt that she should report to Baojo, otherwise she might be fired by Baojo who thought she was absent from work and became angry.

Supporting his tired body, after dressing and grooming, Vivian tightened the red ribbon on her braid, and made a fist at herself in the mirror who was more energetic.Although that dream was an ominous warning like a warning from a magic stick, she (who was deeply poisoned by Hojo) would not believe such unscientific things casually.

A day's work is about to officially begin. Before that, Vivian habitually goes to meet with Vincent first, and "checks" whether his mission report has been completed.From her room, she walked through three long corridors and one staircase, passed through most of the Shinra Villa, knocked politely in front of Vincent's dormitory door, and after getting his response, she jumped in happily, from behind Sticky hugging the neck of Vincent who was sitting at his desk.

"Vivian, don't make trouble." Vincent pushed away Vivian's hand stiffly, "How are you resting?"

Sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands behind his back, Vivian shook his head and replied, "Thanks to your concern, I slept soundly." Just as he was about to ask him the same question, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door—not very strong The door was kicked open, Lucrezia stood outside trembling with disheveled hair, and couldn't help crying when she saw Vincent: "Vincent, Vivian, please! , please save Sephiroth!"

"What!?" The two Turks in the room were stunned.Vivian rushed forward, supported Lucrezia who was staggering, and comforted gently: "Luke, what's the matter? Sit down and talk slowly. Don't worry, with us here, Safi will definitely It'll be fine!" Vivian hugged her and sat on the bed, and was surprised to find that she was almost skinny and as light as a feather.

Lucrezia broke down in sobs and rested her head on Vivian's shoulder.She bit her lips nervously to restrain her uncontrollable emotions, and said quickly in a crying voice: "I thought Baojo gave up...but he snatched Safi away today! He brought Safi into the biochemical laboratory—he , He still wants to carry out that damned reincarnation plan! I...why did I obsessively agree to him at the beginning...I must be crazy!" At the end, she cried and blamed herself, pinching her fingers into her palm and swimming out the bright red blood.

"Bao, Baojo is really a pervert! Ah no, it's an insult to the word 'pervert' to describe him!" Vivian said angrily, her chest heaving violently.Vincent was so angry that his face remained expressionless. He gently stroked Lucrecia's disheveled hair. The dry touch felt like a long-abandoned feeling that went straight to the bottom of his heart—he really overestimated Hojo, thinking that he was such a scientific person. The lunatic will give up the experiment for the sake of family affection!Lucrecia, don't be sad, the protection he once promised will not be empty words.

Pinning the "Cerberus" on his waist where it was easily accessible, Vincent said firmly, "I'm going to confront Hojo——I'll definitely bring Sephiroth back!" Of course I can’t be without me!” Vivian immediately answered Vincent, smiled evilly, and was eager to try, “Then let’s go and blow up that bastard Hojo’s street stall glasses——hehe , It’s exciting just thinking about it!”

Vivian's emotional personality remained unchanged, and Vincent felt that it would not be a wise choice to take her.But Vivian had persuaded Lucrecia to rest on the bedside and wait for their triumphant return. He took out "Phoenix" and held it in his hand. His little face was flushed with excitement from the (violent) incident that would happen next, so he had no choice but to say nothing. Patting her on the shoulder gently, he walked out the door first.

She ignored the ominous shock that flashed deep in her heart before she left.

They went all the way unimpeded and aggressively rushed to Baojo's laboratory, and the skinny man who was buried in a large pile of documents adjusted his glasses without any pressure, and scorned them disdainfully through the mountains of snow-white papers. He sneered: "Hey, Valentine, why do you have time to bark at my place today?"

Pressing the handle of the gun with his right hand on the outside of the suit, he restrained his facial muscles from twitching in order to prevent himself from yelling out of composure: "Let Sephiroth go."

"Hmph, as expected of Dr. Lucrecia's loyal dog - but how many times do I have to remind you? You have no right to ask about Sephiroth's affairs." Vincent then covered Vivian behind him with sharp eyes, "Miss Guard, what are you doing here again? As my guard, do you have to be more loyal? Hahahahaha..."

He giggled for no reason, terribly hysterical.A little timidly, Vivian tugged on Vincent's sleeve, boldly contradicted: "I, I came here as Lucrecia's friend! Hojo, return Sephiroth to her quickly, otherwise I'm going to use force to solve it! Back then, you..." What did he say back then?He didn't personally promise not to experiment with Sephiroth—and he didn't have to.

Vivian was silent helplessly.

"...Tch." Through the lens covered with white mist, the eyes looking directly at Vivian have many mixed emotions besides madness.Hojo, who had nothing to say, straightened up slowly, and said contemptuously: "Very good, great, the two Turks openly resisted and threatened the senior scientist... Tsk tsk, I remember, I seem to be able to do it, what are you doing? "

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out a large-caliber pistol from under the layers of documents, raised it steadily, and shot at Vincent's abdomen.Vincent, whose mood was fluctuating greatly, didn't react for a while, and stood there in a daze, unable to dodge.Seeing that Vincent was about to be injured, Vivian, who moved subconsciously, quickly pushed him away, causing him to stagger and fall a few steps to the side, avoiding the almost fatal injury.

The bullet sank into the flesh, and the crisp sound of broken ribs sounded in my ears.Due to the momentum, Vivian backed up again and again, barely holding on to the door frame to stand still.She coughed up blood and showed a weak sweet smile, and said sarcastically to the overwhelmed Baojo: "Ha, ha, ha, ha, now I can prove to you whether there are ghosts in the world, Bao Tiao Doctor, I'm waiting to haunt you..."——Bending down in pain, why do you feel that your internal organs are all misplaced?

"Vivian!" The terrified Vincent rushed up to catch her before she dangled and fell, throwing the Tux's rules and other messy regulations into the sky in panic: pale, he trembled Pressing her wound tightly, blood still overflowed from between her fingers.The garnet red eyes were as dark as two pools of stagnant water, and he hugged Vivian tightly in a daze, his chest was in a mess. He wanted to ask her why.

"Hey, senior, you really got angry and your IQ has dropped—the dignified Turks elite was instantly killed by a researcher who has no power to restrain a chicken. If it spreads, it won't make people laugh?" Vivian laughed, weak and powerless The voice described the brisk and teasing sentences, as nonchalant as before, but without the usual vitality.She grabbed Vincent's left hand, opened several sleeves, groped for a while and pulled out his bracelet - Vivian held the canine-shaped pendant with her index finger and thumb, and murmured: "Senior...you have been With... If I say I'm happy, wouldn't it be super hypocritical?"

——I'm glad you still value me.very happy.

The smile gradually froze, and Vivian raised his head with difficulty, staring at Vincent's eyes full of regret and sorrow - Hojo, who was standing by the side, was also ashen-faced - and moved his lips indiscernibly: "Ahaha , Senior, every year on the anniversary of my death, don’t forget to bake me some strawberry cakes~ Also, and..." I'm almost out of strength, "Vincent, I..."

-Vincent Valentine, I like you.

This is a silent show of love, maybe only she will understand.

Vivian's weak breathing finally stopped at a gentle and rising sound.Closing her dark blue eyes, the girl's face with a regretful smile was gentle and serene at this time, exuding the radiance of the Virgin that she could only imagine but never reach.

The moment I realized how uncomfortable I was was when the body in my arms gradually turned warm and cool.Vincent realized belatedly that the despair of losing Vivian was even more unforgettable than knowing the truth of his father's death and being rejected by Lucrecia.It was like having a ferocious beast in my heart, using its minions to pull out the tender meat, gnawing and devouring it raw, leaving bloody wounds all over.

He was so sad that he couldn't speak.Only by holding the girl tightly can I feel a little better.

The greasy smell of blood permeated the air, stimulating their sense of smell.Hojo moved, attracting the attention of Vincent, who was still in a daze - at first he had torn face with Hojo to help Lucrecia, but now, Vivian's death aroused all the emotions in his heart. The hatred and rage made him wish he could send him to hell with his own hands—the pomegranate eyes suddenly turned scarlet, Vincent took out his gun and hit Baojo's left leg with two shots.

Furious, Hojo raised his gun again and aimed at his heart.

A loud "bang" exploded in the laboratory full of equipment.The heart was pierced by bullets, and a large amount of bright red blood sprayed out.The excruciating pain blurred his vision. Vincent hugged Vivian with difficulty and tried to escape in the blinding sight, but his eyes turned black due to blood loss.He heard Baojo laughing wildly while holding back the pain, moving closer and further away; with a light hand, he knew that Vivian had been taken away by him-then he was punched hard on the bleeding wound.He fell down.

Vincent fell to the ground unwillingly, grabbed Baojo's ankle with his backhand and roared tenaciously, warning him not to do anything to Vivian.The evil scientist stomped heavily on his wrist with a grinning grin, crushing it back and forth viciously, seeing his white fingertips congested and swollen, and his nails cracked, he was so ecstatic that he didn't seem to feel the seriousness of his leg injury.

"It's so noisy! Whether it's Lucrecia or you, they're all so annoying!" Hojo said impatiently, grinding his teeth, and continued to exert force on Vincent's shattered wrist bone; As if it was just Vivian who fell asleep, the ferocious expression suddenly softened, "But Vivian she... Hehehe, let me turn her into my second perfect creation... As for you, get out of here Go to hell and become a watchdog... Ha ha ha ha... I'm a genius! I don't need anyone at all! Ha ha ha ha ha..."

- You belong to me after all.

Stepping straight across Vincent's body that was spasming helplessly, Hojo gently placed Vivian on the operating table and secured it with the straps on both sides.He turned on the shadowless lamp, picked out a slender dissecting needle with dense threads at the tip from the surgical instruments in the dazzling whiteness, and carefully aimed it at her left eye.

Darkness comes.