"Be good, sister, be a good girl."
Qi Yu whispered in her ear, his warm breath sending shivers down Gu Baiwei's spine.
Gu Baiwei was firmly restrained by his arm and could not break free. She could only watch helplessly as the gleaming dagger got closer and closer to her.
Just as the dagger was about to touch her neck, Qi Yu suddenly chuckled and released her, her tone seemingly carrying a hint of mockery: "Sister, you didn't think I was going to kill you with this dagger, did you?"
Isn't that so?
Gu Baiwei subconsciously responded in her mind, but not knowing what this pervert was going to do, she could only look at him coldly and remain silent.
"Don't worry, my sister's skin is so delicate and fair, it can't have even the slightest blemish, otherwise I'll feel heartbroken."
Qi Yu spoke softly, his eyes roaming over her face as he spoke, his expression infatuated, making him look more like a pervert.
He raised his wrist and slowly rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing a series of hideous scars on his pale skin.
With practiced ease, the pale fingers gripping the dagger plunged the tip into the skin of her wrist, and with a gentle slit, blood gushed out instantly.
Gu Baiwei stared in shock at his almost self-destructive behavior. This man was not only sick, but he seemed to be seriously ill.
The thought had barely crossed her mind when Qi Yu suddenly brought her injured wrist to Gu Baiwei's lips, her voice gentle: "Sister, do you want me to feed you or do you want to drink it yourself?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Baiwei instinctively tried to back away. What kind of perverted fetish was this, liking to give her own blood to others to drink?
But she was already weak from the medication, and her legs gave way as soon as she took a step back. Qi Yu grabbed her chin with his other hand, forcefully pried open her mouth, and dripped the blood from his wrist into her mouth despite her struggles.
"Ugh...Are you sick?"
A metallic sweet taste instantly filled her mouth, and Gu Baiwei felt her stomach churning. She used all her strength to break free from Qi Yu's hand and began to dry heave beside her.
But she left in a hurry this morning and hasn't eaten anything since, so there's nothing to vomit.
Just then, a sudden screech of brakes came from behind. Gu Baiwei looked up and her eyes lit up instantly.
The man's handsome features were cold, but a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes the moment his gaze fell on her.
"Weiwei."
When Shen Yanqing saw the person she had been longing for, pale-faced and bent over, with a faint moisture and redness in the corners of her eyes, her heart ached instantly.
He strode forward, but before he could even get close...
Qi Yu suddenly raised his hand and pulled Gu Baiwei into his arms, pressing the dagger against her fair neck.
Upon seeing the blood-stained knife tip, Shen Yanqing's breath hitched for a moment, and the coldness in her eyes almost overflowed: "Don't hurt her."
Qi Yu smiled faintly: "Of course I don't want to hurt my sister. As long as you're willing to trade your life for hers, I absolutely won't hurt her. How about it?"
Excitement flickered in his dark eyes. Based on his understanding, Shen Yanqing would never sacrifice himself for a woman.
He said this to make Gu Baiwei see his selfish and self-serving nature, so that she would completely give up on him, just like she did with Ye Yunting in her previous life, and only then would she belong to him completely.
A brief silence fell over the air. The wind at sea continued, growing stronger, and the clouds in the sky grew lower and lower, signaling an impending storm.
Shen Yanqing stared silently at Gu Baiwei, then pulled back the safety of his pistol and pointed it at his temple: "Fine, I agree, but you have to release her first."
Qi Yu brought the dagger closer to Gu Baiwei's neck, pulled her to the edge of the cliff, and a drop of blood from the tip of the knife fell on her fair and delicate skin, like a blooming bright red flower.
Are you trying to negotiate with me?
Qi Yu smiled and spoke in a calm tone, but the meaning behind his words was very clear: he had no leverage to negotiate with him at the moment.
Shen Yanqing closed his eyes: "Fine, if you dare to hurt her, even if I die, I will make you regret ever being born."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Big Head next to him and closed his eyes.
"Boss..."
Da Tou rushed forward to stop her, but Gu Baiwei beat him to it, her head slamming heavily into Qi Yu's chin. Just as Qi Yu was about to grab her in pain, Da Tou stumbled backward and fell into the cliff behind her.
As they fell, Gu Baiwei saw an unprecedented look of panic in Shen Yanqing's eyes, and Qi Yu's astonished expression.
"elder sister!"
Qi Yu realized what was happening, screamed in surprise, and jumped down immediately.
A gunshot rang out, and the bullet pierced Qi Yu's shoulder, but it did nothing to stop his movements.
He followed the petite figure and used his intact hand to detonate the explosives at his waist.
He closed his eyes contentedly, a strange smile playing on his lips: "Sister, this time you finally belong to me."
With a deafening bang, the entire cliff collapsed, and the surging heat wave blasted Shen Yanqing, who was at the forefront, flying away...
Shen Yanqing woke up from a nightmare, her body covered in sticky sweat. It was that dream again.
A year has passed, and he still can't forget that day.
That time, he stayed on the beach for three days and three nights despite his serious injuries. Helicopters and ships searched the entire sea, but they still couldn't find Gu Baiwei, not even a scrap of her clothing.
Everyone told him that she couldn't possibly have survived under those circumstances.
He later learned that she had been drugged that day and had no strength to escape. Jumping into the sea to commit suicide was the only way she could think of to stop that madman from threatening him.
Before meeting Gu Baiwei, Shen Yanqing never thought he would be so desperate for a woman, but since her death, his world seemed to have completely lost its luster and was devoid of any vitality.
He works tirelessly every day just to numb his heart with busyness, so that it has no time to feel sorry for himself.
"This is a remote fishing village. The villagers here make a living by fishing, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. Their lives are simple and happy..."
Hearing the man's clear voice coming from the television, Shen Yanqing subconsciously frowned.
Last night, he somehow fell asleep without even turning off the TV.
Shen Yanqing rubbed his aching temples, his gaze inadvertently falling on the television screen.
The young host was conducting interviews in the fishing village with a microphone in hand when, in a fleeting moment, Shen Yanqing seemed to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure.
He paused slightly, rubbed his dry eyes, and when he put on his glasses and looked again, the woman in the blue denim skirt had already turned around. She was a slightly plump middle-aged woman with a bright smile on her bronze face.
He slammed the TV off. He must be crazy to mistake this woman for Gu Baiwei. The two are worlds apart, both in terms of figure and face.
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