"Mingyue!" The woman in a white suspender skirt with red spots stood at the door of the restaurant and waved at Mingyue.

Mingyue walked over in surprise: "You are actually wearing this skirt."

The woman spread her arms to show her skirt and asked, "How is it? Does it look good?"

"It looks good," Mingyue looked at it carefully, "but the location of the spots seems to be different from last time."

"Of course, this one was made not long ago, and the position of the spots has been redesigned, so it must be different." The woman put her hands behind her back like a lively child. "Didn't I promise you last time to take you to design clothes? Are you free today?"

"Today?" Mingyue turned her head to glance at the boss.

The woman put her hands on Mingyue's shoulders and shouted to the store owner: "Boss, I'm borrowing Mingyue today!"

The bosses who were doing business nearby all had good relationships with each other. The boss raised his hand and said, "Okay, but give me a few roses next time."

"I know, I know. It's for your wife."

The woman had a car. She opened the passenger seat and asked Mingyue to get in. After Mingyue got in, she fastened her seat belt. The woman was sitting in the driver's seat and was a little surprised to see Mingyue fastened her seat belt: "You actually know how to fasten your seat belt."

"I've taken this car a few times before at work. It must be expensive to buy this car."

The woman started the car with ease: "It's very cheap, not much money. If you like cars, I can give it to you. What brand do you like? Domestic cars are not very good, so I'll give you a foreign one. How about a German car?"

"I'm very grateful that you took me to design clothes, but I don't want the car anymore."

The woman looked ahead and steered while talking: "What kind of clothes do you like?"

Mingyue also looked forward: "Just normal is good enough."

After driving for more than two hours, the car was already in the suburbs. When we arrived at a place that looked like a factory, the woman parked the car, unbuckled her seat belt and said, "This is it."

Mingyue looked at the closed door of the factory and asked, "Is it open today?"

The woman took the key out of her bag, turned it around in her hand and said, "I'm the boss. I have the final say on whether to open the door or not."

Mingyue looked at the key on the woman's index finger. For some reason, the silver light on the key was weird and dazzling, giving people a chilling feeling.

The woman walked in front with a smile, she unlocked the chain that locked the door and pushed it open with both hands.

"Friends, is my paint ready?"

Mingyue used the sunlight outside to see part of the factory. There were only a few piles of iron chains and a few broken and blackened measuring cups on the ground, and then there was nothing else. She couldn't see clearly what was inside, but she could feel that the air was very cold, which gave her goose bumps.

"Sister is here?"

A boy who looked like he was in middle school walked out of the darkness, holding a white dress in his hand. He walked towards the woman with a smile. The boy noticed the bright moon behind the woman and asked politely with his head tilted, "Are you my sister's guest?"

The woman touched the boy's head and said, "He's not a guest, he's a friend."

The boy suddenly raised his hands excitedly: "It's a new friend!"

"new friend?"

"A new friend?"

Many voices were heard in the darkness, and then a few people came out. Mingyue looked at the situation in front of her with a smile.

The woman put her hands on Mingyue's shoulders and asked the people who had just appeared, "Are the paints ready? Today, a new friend wants to design clothes."

A young girl with an arm missing came over and said, "The paint has been cleaned."

"Okay, then close the door and turn on the light."

The boy and the girl walked past Mingyue to close the door. The moment the door was closed, the lights in the entire factory came on. The scene in front of her stunned Mingyue, but this was exactly what she had been looking for for a long time, to get close to the woman.

At first glance, there were several people lying on the operating table, including children, elderly people, and several young and strong adults. Each of them was lying on an operating table with blood still on their faces, and they looked like they were just asleep. However, they were naked and their bodies were tied up with restraints, fixed to the table.

The woman half pushed and half hugged Mingyue as she approached, and asked the person next to the operating table, "What is their reason this time?"

There were dozens of people standing next to the operating table, some had lost their legs, some had their eyes covered with blindfolds, some had creepy scars on their faces, some looked malnourished, some looked healthy but looked very depressed, and some looked smiling but had many irregular but mostly round burns on their arms.

Among these people, women are the largest.

The woman walked up to the only child on the operating table and asked, "Why is this child here?"

"His mother killed his father, so he wanted to commit suicide and jumped into the river. Someone rescued him, but the person who rescued him died, and he survived."

The woman stroked the child's hair and cheeks like a gentle sister: "Then he is the first one." The woman looked at Mingyue: "Don't you want to design clothes? This is the first pigment."

There was no surprise on Mingyue's face, but her fists were clenched. The woman quietly observed Mingyue's reaction.

The girl with the broken arm watched all this, then turned and walked away, and the boy followed closely.

After walking a few steps, I heard a woman's laughter behind me: "Mingyue," the woman wiped the tears from her eyes: "I really admire and like you, you really didn't let me down."

The girl walked out of the factory through a small door, and the boy asked, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"She... likes that girl named Mingyue very much. She should be the one she didn't let us do anything with."

"So it's her. I heard that person has been like us since childhood. No, I became like this after I grew up, but she is different. She has been like this since she was young."

The girl took out a cigarette box from her pocket, took out the last cigarette and put it in her mouth. The boy skillfully took out a lighter and lit the cigarette in her mouth. The girl took a puff of the cigarette and blew a puff of white smoke into the sky.

"The boss doesn't want to live," the girl turned and looked at the factory, "We are going to lose the boss."

The boy just looked at the factory behind him, but he looked away after just one glance. He squatted on the ground gloomily, picked up the branches at his feet and drew on the ground: "This is my sister's choice. She has been tortured for a long time. I won't be sad."

The girl held a cigarette in her mouth and put her hand on the boy's head.

Not long after, when the girl went in, she saw a syringe inserted into the child's heart on the operating table, with half a tube of blood drawn from it.

The woman faced Mingyue with a smile. Her hand was holding Mingyue's hand, and Mingyue's hand was holding a knife, which went straight into the woman's heart.

"Thanks……"

The people around watched the woman being killed by a "new friend", but they all knew that this ending was bound to come. Mingyue would definitely kill the woman to get revenge, and the woman had told them about this three months ago.

When they first heard about it, they had a big reaction, but after three months, they were convinced and acquiesced that this would happen. They all stood there and watched it actually happen before their eyes.

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