Desperate

Liang Qian realized very keenly that Dou Huaiye's waking time was getting less and less.

What she did most often was to sit in front of the bay window in a daze. The white roses on the wall were blooming and withered by her, and she didn't even step out of that room.

Liang Qian could occasionally hear her whisper some terms that he didn't understand at all, but whenever he asked her carefully, Dou Huaiye didn't like to talk to him, and just mechanically asked him to let him go.

Let me go, she said.

Imprisoned here, Dou Huaiye has not heard from Dou Huaimian for a long time, but she has nothing to do, except to beg Liang Qian without dignity, Dou Huaiye finds that she can do nothing at all.

Just like before.

"Wait until you recover." Liang Qian smiled, carried her back to the bed, bent down and kissed her hand.

Dou Huaiye was silent, she knew it was an excuse.

"But I haven't been out for so long, I'm bored." The man lovingly pinned her hair that looked like dry grass at the sideburns behind her ears, "I'll take you there tomorrow to get some fresh air."

Dou Huaiye raised her head suddenly, a light flashed in her eyes, she looked up at the man's face, and asked in disbelief: "Really?"

"Really." It was rare to see Dou Huaiye's vivid expression, and Liang Qian's expression was a little loose: "I will take you to take a wedding photo."

The emotion on Dou Huaiye's face disappeared.

"I won't marry you." She fell back on the bed, murmured, and pulled up the quilt to cover her head, "I don't want to marry you."

Liang Qian looked at her skinny arm exposed outside the quilt, the wrist was only as thick as a bone, and her eyes darkened: "You know it's impossible."

"Liang Qian, I really don't understand why you..." Dou Huaiye pulled down the quilt, only to find that the man had left the room.

On the second day, Dou Huaiye was still forcibly taken to the bridal shop by Liang Qian.

Dou Huaiye was forced to try on one set of wedding dresses after another. Liang Qian seemed to be enjoying it, and kept asking the clerk to put on different kinds of dresses for her fiancée. Dou Huaiye stood there dumbly, neither resisting nor obeying, Like a puppet, it is at the mercy of others.She looked at Liang Qian sitting opposite the floor-to-ceiling mirror, looking at the figure reflected in the mirror, her eyes were full of fascination.

So lovely.He boasted with a smile.

My little beauty is so pretty.

The clerk saw the unusual atmosphere, and immediately left the fitting room with discernment. Sure enough, Liang Qian got up and hugged her fiancée who was facing away from her back.Dou Huaiye was wearing a half-cutout evening dress, with most of her shoulders exposed.The woman's back, which had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, made her look even whiter. If it wasn't for the thin bones, the back at this moment should be like a grass field after snowfall, flat and flawless.

Liang Qian's eyes darkened, he lowered his head slightly, and pressed his lips on her back.

It's mine, it's all mine.

Whether it's this piece of white skin, or this person.

Even if it breaks, it's mine.

The moment her warm lips touched her back, Dou Huaiye suddenly had the illusion that she had been licked by a poisonous Nobuko, she turned her head suddenly as if she had been electrocuted, her high heels stepped back a few steps, and the woman just fell off the booth.

Like a doll placed in a window, it finally came to the moment when the curtain fell.

Liang Qian quickly went to catch her, but Dou Huaiye opened his hand as if avoiding a scourge, and let herself fall, dragging her fluffy skirt to the ground, and the woman knocked off the chair next to her in a panic. The vanity mirror fell down between a piece of white gauze, and the thin wrist pressed against the shards of the glass mirror, and was easily cut open.

The blood stains immediately began to spread on the white gauze, dripping down along the fibers, and soon spread into a dazzling blood.

Dou Huaiye raised his wrist in a daze, as indifferent as if he didn't know the pain.

Liang Qian was stung suddenly. He retracted his arm and asked her coldly:

"Is that why you don't want to marry me?"

Before she could answer, he added:

"Dou Huaiye, don't forget, you were the one who provoked me first."

Dou Huaiye looked up at the man's injured expression, somewhat startled.

The words lingering on the tip of the tongue rushed to the mouth of the throat again. Since being imprisoned by Liang Qian for more than a month, Dou Huaiye wanted to ask him one thing countless times——

Do you know about the "Nirvana" project and about my past?

But Dou Huaiye was instinctively afraid of this answer, and she was afraid of Liang Qian's answer from the bottom of her heart. It was not that Dou Huaiye didn't know Liang Qian's inadvertent cruelty, nor did she not know the many clues of cynicism.

In fact, the answer is already there.

It's just that Dou Huaiye doesn't want to believe it.

It was just this moment of hesitation, and she missed the opportunity to question him again.Liang Qian seemed not to want to see her again, striding out of the fitting room, and left Dou Huaiye inside in a state of embarrassment.

The clerk outside seemed to be scolded by anger, and the sound of footsteps ran in in a panic. Dou Huaiye's mind was not on the hands that helped her up at all, and just let the clerk apologize and lead her towards the back of the fitting curtain.

It wasn't until the thick blackout curtain was drawn that Dou Huaiye realized that the female clerk followed her into the cubicle. She was a little embarrassed by her gaffe, and hid the blood on her hands behind her back: "You..."

"Huai Ye, it's really not easy to see you." The clerk suddenly changed his tone, and pulled off the uniform cap that covered half of his face.

Dou Huaye's eyes widened, and Dou Huaimian blinked at her as if nothing had happened, and said in a voice that could be heard from outside: "Madam, don't worry about this little stain."

There was no sound from outside.

Dou Huaiye only felt that the blood in her whole body began to flow upstream. She firmly grasped Dou Huaimian's hand that was zipping herself up, lowered her voice and asked her in a low voice, "Where did you go?"

"Where are you going?" Dou Huaimian squinted her eyes, "This Young Master Liang really has deep affection for you, and the house is tightly wrapped up in three layers, and I knew that you would not marry today," Dou Huaimian squinted. Looking at my sister's expression, "Why did you do those things that made you look like a ghost?"

Dou Huaiye stared at her, and asked word by word: "You said, why, what, what?"

The compartment behind the curtain is not too small, but two people squeezed together and the large wedding dress immediately filled the confined space. Dou Huaiye only felt that the air began to condense into sticky lumps, blocking her breath.

"I didn't tell you, so you don't know?" Dou Huaimian looked into her eyes, "You know who Liang Qian's father is."

"He had no reason to do such a thing... His father's death was an accident..."

"Dou Huaiye, you have been in the military for a few years. This kind of excuse is used to deceive the people. Don't tell me you believe it." Dou Huaimian squinted her eyes and pulled the zipper of the gauze skirt to the end.

Dou Huaiye was wearing close-fitting clothing, and the tight fabric outlined a woman's beautiful curves.

"He won't... At least what happened to Qingyue has nothing to do with him..." Dou Huaiye murmured, as if he was struggling for the last time.She let Dou Huaimian take off her skirt, and when Dou Huaimian took her injured left hand, the woman suddenly burst out with long-lost strength, and fiercely grabbed Dou Huaimian's arm: "You lied to me, Dou Huaimian, you lied to me!"

Dou Huaimian immediately covered her mouth, and whispered back in her ear in a rather blunt tone: "You know in your heart whether I am lying or not. The main messenger of 'Nirvana' is Liang Qian. Weapons of mass destruction," Dou Huaimian covered her sister's terrified voice in her palms, "used to avenge the people of Bangguo."

Dou Huaiye had no strength, the lack of oxygen in her brain made her limbs sore and swollen, she fell softly into Dou Huaimian's arms, and let her put on the clothes she had when she came.

A cold object suddenly fell into her underwear against the flesh. Dou Huaiye was shocked, and his bloodshot eyes slowly turned to Dou Huaimian's face. The similarity, Dou Huaiye has never realized so clearly for a moment, this is the eyes of a professional killer.

She watched the only person in the world who was still connected with her blood approach her ear, and whispered softly:

"Sister, don't disappoint Qing Yue and Auntie."

The dagger was very small, and Dou Huaiye could hardly feel any weight except for the coolness close to his chest that clearly showed its existence.

"Huaiye," Dou Huaimian gently buttoned up her sister, "I'll wait until the wedding day."

The dagger was slowly covered by layers of clothing.

"Don't make me wait too long."

Dou Huaimian watched the woman staggering away, her eyes fell on the scarlet piece of organza, she put on her uniform cap, bent down to build up her gauze skirt, and sighed softly.

That day, the day she escaped from that hell, she almost killed half of the people in the laboratory, and the night clothes on her body were already stained dark red with blood.

Seeing it, seeing it was about to escape, but it fell short at the last moment.The man pressed her head and forced her to kneel in front of him.

In fact, Dou Huaimian didn't need to be held down at all. Years of enslavement had already rooted her fear of this man from the bottom of her heart.

If she hadn't overheard the truth of the operation during the execution of the "waste product", she wouldn't have had the courage to escape.Facing such a monster, she dared not resist and could only run away.

Dou Huaimian's knees were weak, and the wound on her leg was bubbling bright red, sticking the carpet into pieces.

"Understood." Wu Guiyuan used declarative sentences.

"I beg you..." Dou Huaimian's upper body was pressed to the ground, she raised her head with difficulty, trying to find the man's polished shoes: "Huaiye, she..."

She didn't want her only remaining relatives in this world to be "utilized" in this deep underground laboratory like those abandoned "waste".

"Huai Mian, your level of thought is still not high enough." The old man said leisurely, "Even if Dou Huaiye came here, he would still be contributing to the empire."

"When taking the oath, everyone said that they would dedicate themselves to the empire. Why did they retreat when it came to a critical moment?" Wu Guiyuan shook his head regretfully.

"She has already started showing those symptoms..." Dou Huaimian said painfully, "I beg you..."

At least, let me see her while she is still awake.

Wu Guiyuan glanced at the woman's painful face, and suddenly smiled.

The old man was like a kind elder, he even reached out and touched Dou Huaimian's blood-clumped hair: "Huimian, how many years have you been with me?"

Without waiting for Dou Huaimian to answer, he continued on his own: "Six years, counting from the beginning of that war, you have been lurking in Bangguo for six years. If it is normal for a child as old as you," he Lovingly rubbing the top of Dou Huaimian's hair, "I'm afraid they should have their own children."

"You did a good job," the man's voice was soft and soothing, like a slowly flowing lullaby: "You are my fastest knife."

"Children who do well should be rewarded." Wu Guiyuan smiled and nodded her nose: "It's not like Xiaoqian's child who is disobedient. I'm afraid he will cause disaster one day."

The latter words are self-evident.

Dou Huaimian suddenly felt bored.

As Wu Guiyuan said, she has always been his knife.The so-called knife is just a tool on his body, there should be no emotions, no thoughts.

But she was bored.

"Liang Qian is already wary of us, it's impossible for him to let me get close to him..."

"After finishing this last thing, I promise, I won't bother you and your sister anymore, okay?"

Dou Huaimian suddenly fell silent, and then struggled violently. Wu Guiyuan waved his hands lightly, and the people on both sides let go of their restraints. Dou Huaiye straightened up, and for the first time dared to look directly into those pale golden eyes:

"grown ups……"

She knew that there was no need for him to lie. For a person like him, crushing himself and Dou Huaiye to death was just like crushing two ants to death.

Wu Guiyuan knew what she was going to say, so he answered her with a smile:

"I promise you that."