Xiao Se – this name was given by his mother, describing the sound of wind blowing through the leaves. It is generally used as an adjective to describe a desolate and bleak environment. He was born in early winter of the twelfth lunar month. At that time, heavy snow was falling and everything was covered in white. The temperature was minus five degrees Celsius, and there was not a single person shopping on the streets. In the cold and quiet delivery room, there was only his mother. Outside the delivery room, there was his sixty-year-old grandfather sitting, so he was close to his grandfather from a young age.

His grandfather's death had always been a source of pain for him. Xiao Se brought paper money, fruit, and food to the Xiao family ancestral grave. He knelt before the grave and lit the paper money.

"Grandpa, I don't understand what love is. When Dad betrayed Mom, I felt I would never get married in my life."

His voice was a little hoarse, and he paused for a moment, "But I met a girl, the kind of girl I wanted to cherish and take care of for the rest of my life, but unfortunately... your granddaughter-in-law is from Mercury."

During university, the school doesn't interfere with students dating or getting married, and when he heard Kuai Zui and Wan Zi discussing their marriage, he was tempted. This was the third day since Wei Wei left; he hadn't seen her for three whole days, her phone was always switched off, and he had gone to her house several times to knock on the door, but no one answered.

A gentle breeze blew, and scraps of paper danced in the air, brushing against his hair.

"Hehe, that's really touching. I didn't expect you to remember your master's death anniversary." Li Yao placed the fruit basket in front of the tombstone, knelt down, and clasped his hands together in prayer.

Lin Weiwei...

It must be with her!

An excited Xiao Se grabbed his wrist. "We've searched everywhere, how could we forget this person's research lab?"

"Li Yao, is my wife over there?" She gritted her teeth, looking at the man in front of her with fair and delicate skin. Damn, that killer profile! His youthful face was really annoying.

"Call her uncle, so what? She won't see you. The research lab is very close to Xiao. The closer you get, the more trouble you'll cause."

After kowtowing once, he slowly stood up, patted the dust off his knees, and looked down at the person kneeling on the ground. It seemed that his talent allowed the wounds on his face to heal quickly. Birds are naturally resilient creatures, but there was still a flaw: his memory seemed to be gradually fading away.

Dr. Xiao doesn't like pears, but looking at the bowl of peeled pears in front of the tombstone, the corners of his mouth turned up.

"That old bastard! How dare he try to steal my woman!" I immediately stood up and punched him in his pointed face, but the next second I felt weak all over. What happened?

Li Yao, chin in hand, patted his shoulder with satisfaction before collapsing to the ground. "Tired, huh? I've applied some liniment to my face; a light touch and I'll be down in ten seconds."

Five, four, three... one, Xiao Se lay motionless on the ground, blinking as he looked at the person in front of him. He wanted to speak, but it felt as if his upper and lower lips were sewn shut.

"I knew this man and his stepmother were no good!" Xiao Se cursed inwardly.

“Little friend, don’t fight all the time. Just like your grandfather, who’s so old and still uses a cane.” Li Yao placed his hand on the tombstone and gently squeezed it to move a corner aside.

"Hmm...uh-huh," Xiao Se mumbled incoherently.

Li Yao put on white gloves, pulled down his eyelids, and pricked his eyeball with a silver needle until a drop of blood flowed out. He then collected the blood in a test tube and placed it in a glass container. The sampling was complete. It seemed the trip had gone smoothly; this kid was just impatient. He took out an antidote from his pocket and put it in the boy's mouth.

"What are you doing? Is my grandfather's death related to you?"

"Sampling, huh? Otherwise, how can we develop the antidote? Lin Weiwei begged me to get this for you." He carefully put it in his pocket, discarded the white gloves, and made sure that anything that had touched the experimental sample could not be used again—that was his style.

The dosage was a bit high; he won't be able to move his limbs for a while. Perhaps it's better to tell him the truth. He half-squatted, picked up a pear from the bowl, and took a bite; it was quite sweet. "That's right, I killed them, including your mother, though indirectly. You can tell Lin Weiwei, but do you think she'll believe you?"

He pulled his wallet from his pocket and tossed a photo to him. In the photo, he was tenderly cupping Han Han's face in his hands, the two of them kissing, and it was happening right in Xiao's research lab. When? Why couldn't he remember?

How did Li Yao get this photo?

"Where did the photo come from? It's obviously fake, and why can't I remember anything about it?"

So that's why she doesn't answer the phone, and why it's like she's disappeared without a trace.

"This photo was given to me by Lin Weiwei. Apparently, it was sent by those bastards you've messed with. You guessed right, your mother and grandfather are both exposed to hematite, and I... well... I put a little extra in their water every day."

The best experiments aren't based on data analysis, and there are also experiments with white rats. But those animals can't speak, so how would anyone know if they're uncomfortable? Therefore, the best experimental subjects are humans. This information was obtained because of the discovery of helium, which led to the current Section Chief Li. He's also grateful for his mentor's training; he died without ever knowing what his mentor had done.

"I'll kill you, Li Yao!"

"Save your life and wait for the antidote."

Watching his departing figure, Xiao Se felt utterly disgusted. So this was the kind of person he was? Then... wasn't Old Man Xiao in danger? That stepmother's existence must be for his money.

At this moment, fallen leaves from the withered tree were blown by the wind and landed on him, and time passed little by little.

Weiwei, don't be with him. Li Yao is a dangerous man.

Meanwhile, Lin Weiwei was in the research lab testing the weapon Uncle Xiao had sent her. She fired a shot at the bullseye, which immediately melted into a thick liquid that flowed onto the ground. She then picked up a dart strapped to her thigh and threw it at another target, one designed to target Han Han. It flew over and embedded itself in the metal plate, instantly shattering into pieces.

A hand picked up a white towel and wiped her forehead. "Are you satisfied with the weapon's creation? If so, please give it a good review!"

"Not satisfied! The effect isn't very noticeable. Give me more explosive force."

The more she thought about that photo, the angrier she became. She felt like she'd been taken advantage of by a pig. "Xiao Se, you're a scoundrel! You'll kiss any woman!" she thought. "Leaving you was the right thing to do. I will never go back to Preparatory Class 7, and I never want to see you again."

Looking at those targets, it was as if Xiao Se himself was standing there. At the same time, he threw more than ten darts, which exploded throughout the laboratory as if an earthquake had occurred. The ground shook and the chandelier almost fell down.

She remained expressionless, then took out a bow and arrow, aimed it at a wild goose flying by outside the window, and immediately released Cupid's arrow. The goose pierced through the air and returned, landing in front of her. "Not bad!" she thought.