On New Year's Eve, the Billionaire Heir picked me up, dying, and brought me home. He stroked my smooth, jade-like back, his eyes gentle as if looking at a rare treasure: "From now on, your name is Vivia, meaning full of life." "This is a lucky name, you must pray for me well." "In exchange, for every wish you make, you must sacrifice one thing." I nodded blushing, thinking I met salvation. At that time, I didn't understand that my name meant exchanging my life, bit by bit, for the woman lying in the ICU. At eighteen, I wished to wear a backless dress. He peeled the skin off my back to patch her burned body. At twenty, I wished to see the Aurora. He dug out my eyes to replace her ulcerated corneas. At twenty-two, I wished to marry him. He drained my bone marrow to extend her failing life. This year, I am twenty-four. He held the critical condition notice, holding my hand trembling: "Vivia, make a wish, she is just one step away from waking up." In the cold light of the scalpel, I closed my empty eye sockets. My only wish this year is. Please blend my heart into pieces. Chapter 1 The shadowless lamp in the operating room was dazzlingly white. But I couldn't see. There were only two pitch-black holes in my eye sockets. When I was twenty, I wished to see the Aurora. Lucien Sterling dug out my eyeballs with his own hands. He said Sienna's corneas were ulcerated, she would be scared if she couldn't see. "Vivia, be obedient." Lucien's fingers rubbed my collarbone, fingertips burning hot. "This is the last time." "Sienna's heart has failed to the limit, the doctor said only you can save her." "Your heart match with hers is perfect, simply a spare part God specially prepared for her." I lay on the cold operating table, limbs buckled by leather straps. Hearing "spare part", I pulled the corner of my mouth and smiled. Turns out, I am just a spare part container. "Speak." Lucien's fingers tightened, pinching my chin. "About to operate, don't show me this dead face." "Aren't you most obedient? Make a wish." "As long as Sienna can survive, I'll give you whatever you want." "Even the title of Mrs. Sterling you always wanted, I can consider burning it to you." Burn to me? Really generous. I opened my mouth, throat dry and hoarse, every sound pulled raw pain. "Lucien." "If I give you my heart, can I be free?" Lucien chuckled lightly. "Of course, I will find the best Private Mausoleum to bury you." "Every year on Memorial Day and your anniversary, I will bring Sienna to see you." "We want to thank you, for using your life to fulfill our love." A wave of nausea in my stomach. I took a deep breath, heart hitting ribs. Thump, thump, thump. It was still beating for this man, really cheap. I endured the tearing pain in my throat, intermittently squeezed out voice: "I don't want a grave." "Nor want you to visit me, that would make me sick." Lucien's hand stiffened. "Don't give face not want face, then what do you want?" I lifted my empty eye sockets, facing the direction of his voice. "My only wish this year is." "Please blend my heart into pieces." Next second, a big hand choked my neck. "Vivia! You looking for death!" "Blend heart? You'd rather destroy it than give it to Sienna?" "Your life I gave! Your name I bestowed! Which piece of meat on your body didn't grow for Sienna?" "How dare you be so vicious! Do you want Sienna to die?" I opened my mouth wide to breathe. But only inhaled the smell of disinfectant. "Cough cough..." Lucien let go, wiped his hand on clothes. "Vicious woman, looks like I treated you too well." "Doctor! Prepare surgery immediately!" Anesthesiologist walked over with syringe. "Mr. Sterling, general anesthesia now?" Lucien looked at me, voice cold. "What anesthesia?" "Didn't she want to blend her heart?" "Then let her be awake, feel well how the heart is dug out." "Give her muscle relaxant." Doctor sucked in a cold breath. "Mr. Sterling, this... this will torture her to death alive..." "Open chest surgery without anesthesia, that is Lingchi (death by a thousand cuts)..." "Do as I say!" Lucien kicked over the instrument tray. Metal tray smashed on floor, making a loud noise. "This is punishment for her vicious curse." "I want her to remember, even reincarnating in next life, don't forget who gave her this cut!" Liquid flowed into body. My tongue numb, fingers couldn't move, eyelids heavy. But I could hear, could feel. Scalpel cutting skin. I heard sound of flesh separating. Pain. Really fucking painful. Scalpel cut open chest skin, heat of blood gushing out scalded me to tremble. I couldn't move, staring with empty eye sockets. Consciousness trance. I seemed to smell roast meat. Eighteen years old New Year's Eve. Lucien took me to hospital. That day was my coming-of-age ceremony. I wore the white sweater he gave. "Brother Lucien, can I make a wish?" At that time, my back was smooth and clean. I blushed, pulling his shirt corner. "I saw princesses on TV wear backless dresses, I want one too." Lucien touched my head, smiling said. "Good, Vivia can have whatever she wants." "Brother Lucien will satisfy you right now." Then he called doctor, pressed me on operating table. "Sienna burned her back in fire, she loves beauty most, now breaking mirrors at home all day." "Your back is most like hers, skin also most tender." "Since you want to wear backless dress, then give this skin to Sienna." "Anyway you are orphan, wearing such noble dress on you is waste too." I struggled desperately, crying begging him. "Brother Lucien! I don't want! I don't want to be skinned!" "Hurts so much! Brother Lucien save me!" Lucien stood outside observation window, holding cigarette, looking at me. "Good girl, bear it and it will pass." "This is your blessing, growing on Sienna, is your life's greatest glory." That day, I was peeled a whole piece of back skin. Fainted from pain, woke up from pain again. Later wound scabbed, left winding scars. That red backless dress hung at my bedside. Always reminding me, this is price of wishing. Chest severe pain clearer and clearer, chest retractor stuffed in. Crack, rib broken. I trembled all over from pain, cold sweat mixed with blood water flowed into eye sockets. So painful. Really so painful. Lucien, if you knew back then the one who saved you was me. Would you have a little bit of heartache? Chapter 2 "Mr. Sterling, you go wait next door first." Alfred's voice sounded at door. He held ginseng soup. "Blood smell too heavy here, don't clash with your nobility." Lucien turned to leave, steps paused. "Feed her some ginseng soup." Alfred stunned. "Mr. Sterling, this... this soup is for Miss Sienna to nourish body." "Give her drink." Lucien said. "Her body too weak, I fear she die on operating table." "If heart stops beating over three minutes, activity won't be good." "Hang this cheap bone with a breath, must last until heart taken out." Alfred sighed, helped up my head. Ginseng soup poured into mouth, carrying bitterness. Is this last meal before execution? Alfred looked at my full body scars, eye rims red. He leaned to my ear, voice lowered. "Miss Vivia, actually..." "Actually Miss Sienna simply looks down on your organs." "Last time changing cornea, Miss Sienna threw a big temper." "She said... she said things from Orphanage are dirty, carrying a poor acid smell." "If not really can't find matching source, she wouldn't want to install this dirty thing on herself." Dirty? My blood dirty, skin dirty, eyes dirty. But it is these "dirty" things, pieced together current Sienna. That person held in palm by Lucien, is pieced together by me. Lucien, don't you feel disgusting? That pair of eyes you kiss every day, was what I once cried begging you not to dig. That back you stroke, was what I once rolled on bed in pain exchanged. Who exactly do you love, Sienna, or this shell composed of my flesh and blood? Beep—Beep—Beep— Alarm sounded next door. Lucien face pale. He pushed door rushed out, roaring at walkie-talkie. "What happened!" "What happened to Sienna!" "Wasn't fine just now! How did these wastes watch!" Shouts came from walkie-talkie. "Mr. Sterling! Bad news!" "Miss Sienna sudden ventricular fibrillation! Blood pressure undetectable!" "Heart function total failure, must transplant immediately! Can't wait a minute!" Lucien returned, kicked open door. He red eyed, staring at me. And that doctor peeling blood vessels. "Faster! Still dawdling what!" "Didn't hear Sienna dying! Dig the heart out directly!" Doctor hand shook. "Mr... Mr. Sterling, vessels not fully isolated yet, if cut forcibly will massive hemorrhage..." "And donor vital signs still there, this... this is murder..." "I let you dig!" Lucien rushed over, pushed doctor away. He reached for that dripping blood scalpel. "She lived for this moment originally!" "As long as can save Sienna, what about murder?" "If Sienna dies, I want your whole family buried with her! As for this bitch..." He pointed at me. "What difference dying early or late?" "Her life is to pay debt! If not for Sienna, she would have frozen to death in orphanage long ago!" Heh. Pay debt. What did I owe you? I felt no pain, only cold left. Turns out in his heart, I am not human. I am just a meat lump growing a heart. "Lu... cien..." I squeezed out a bit gas sound from throat. Lucien movement paused, turned look me. I faced him with those two blood holes. I want him look at me. Look at the savior he is killing with his own hands. "That year's... fire..." I gasping like thread. "You said... Sienna saved you..." "You said she gave you gas mask... carried you down ten floors..." Lucien stunned, sneered out. "What? Want claim credit beg me let you go now?" He leaned down, pasted my face. "Vivia, ever had a truth in this mouth?" "You are just a greedy for life afraid of death orphan, for survival any lie can tell!" "Sienna back burned rotten to save me! That is iron proof!" "You? Where were you then?" "You probably scared hiding in some dog hole stealing life!" No. Not like that. Back burned rotten, was because Sienna greedy for money, smashed when saving bags. Person carried you down was me. Person gave you gas mask was me. Because no mask, person smoked blind eyes, smoked bad throat by thick smoke, also me. My back no burn, because I protected you on back. When you woke up. I already fainted in hospital corner. And Sienna, wearing my clothes, holding my token, lying by your bed. "Is me... saved you..." "I have... token..." I wanted grab his hand. "Shut up!" Lucien grabbed metal tray smashed on my face. Clang sound. Tray smashed my forehead. Blood flowed into empty eye sockets. Became blood tears. "You despicable villain, don't even deserve mention that night!" "Don't think use this clumsy lie delay time!" "Doctor! Do it!" "Ignore steps! Cut directly! Dig for me!" He turned, rushed next door. That moment. I completely gave up. What use explain? He believes Sienna, not me. Then die with this secret. Let him use savior's heart, save a thief who stole everything. Let him live in lies this life. This is most vicious revenge to him. Chapter 3 Zzz— Sound of vessels cutting exceptionally clear. Something draining. That is my life. Chest empty a big piece, cold wind poured in. "Taken out! Heart taken out!" Doctor shouted. "Activity perfect! Beating powerful!" "Quick! Send next door!" Monitor pulled into a straight line. Beep— I died. Died in bell of New Year's Eve. Died on last day of twenty-four years old (Ben Ming Nian). I floated in mid-air, watching doctor holding heart rush next door. Lucien waiting in corridor. He looked at that heart. That is my heart. Once throbbed for him, humble for him. Now, he finally got it. But couldn't wait to install it into another woman's body. "Great! Sienna saved!" He trembled all over, followed doctor next door. Passing door, his foot tripped by sheet. Lucien looked back at corpse. I lay there lonely. Chest is a blood hole. But I didn't die peacefully. My right hand dead clenched into fist, pressed on chest. Like wanting to protect that heart. "Bad luck." Lucien frowned. "Dead already, still pose this chaste martyr look for who?" "Still want cover that heart?" "That is daddy gave Sienna, you cheap life worthy take away?" Little nurse cleaning corpse, scared trembling. "Mr... Mr. Sterling, respect dead, we send to morgue..." "Wait." Lucien walked in. He looked at my clenched right hand, eyes sank. "I see she death nature not change, dying still want steal something from Sterling family take away." "What hidden in this hand?" Little nurse shook head. "Don't know... too hard, can't open..." "Waste." Lucien snorted, grabbed my stiff wrist. That is hand he once held. Also hand he once whipped. Now, he wants to break this dead person's hand personally. "Open for me!" He forced break my fingers one by one. "I want see, what treasure hidden in this dirty hand!" Stiff palm opened. No gold silver jewelry. No antique. Only a medallion black from blood soaking. Only half piece. Break sharp, cut my palm flesh rotten. Flesh and medallion stuck together. Lucien froze. He stared dead at that half medallion. That is Heirloom Locket. Sterling family heirloom. But this jade special. Its edge has two deep tooth marks. That was ten years ago, in sky-filling fire. Lucien choked desperate by smoke, mark left biting jade with teeth. He said: "This half for you, if we can live out..." "We be together forever." Unique in this world. "This... this is..." Lucien's hand started trembling. He flustered pulled another half medallion from neck. Trembling put two jades together. Click sound. Seamless. Kylin roaring sky, patterns connected. This jade, he looked for ten years. Sienna said lost. Because Sienna knew all details, because Sienna back had burn. He never suspected. But why? Why this token. Would appear in hand of this "substitute" he peeled skin, dug eyes, pumped marrow, finally personally dug heart? And dead clenched in palm by her till death, even bone broken not willing let go? Lucien looked up. Looking at that pale corpse. Looking at those two empty eye sockets, as if crying blood tears accusation. Looking at that empty chest cavity. "Mr. Sterling! Surgery started!" Next door came doctor excited shout. "Heart implantation very smooth! Miss Sienna has reaction!" That moment. Lucien looked at blood stained Heirloom Locket. Again looked at that heart being sewn into Sienna body next door. A scream resounded through operating room. He personally killed savior. And use her heart, save a thief stole everything. What did he do! Lucien rushed into next door operating room, pounced on operating table, stop doctor suturing action. "Take heart out! Take it out!" "That's not Sienna's! That's Vivia's! Return her! Return her quick!" Chief surgeon protected Sienna chest, shouted: "Mr... Mr. Sterling? Are you crazy?" "Vessels already anastomosed! Heart already restarted!" "Force take out now, Miss Sienna will die! This heart will be wasted too!" Lucien action froze, hand suspended above heaving chest. There, thump, thump, thump. Is Vivia heartbeat sound. Through skin, he seemed see that heart beating, transporting life for another woman. Wasted... Lucien knelt before operating table. He hand clutching pieced Heirloom Locket, edges pierced palm, blood fell on floor. "How could be... how could be you..." He looked up next door, there lay a corpse, chest opened a black hole. Few minutes ago, he still humiliating her, dislike she die not decent, even personally broke her fingers. That is his savior, girl he swore love with life. "Mr. Sterling... Miss Sienna woke up!" Anesthesiologist voice broke silence. On operating table, Sienna opened eyes, face started ruddy. "Lu... Lucien brother..." Sienna reached out, want touch Lucien face. "I had a long dream... dreamed you didn't want me..." "Luckily... heart still beating... you saved me?" Lucien looked up, eyes full bloodshot, staring dead at Sienna. Sienna fingers shrank. "Lucien brother... what wrong? Too tired?" "That Vivia ne? Surgery... smooth?" Mentioning this name, Lucien stood up fiercely, grabbed Sienna wrist. Sienna screamed: "Lucien brother! You hurt me! I am Sienna!" "What wrong with you? Did that bitch say something bad before dying?" "Don't believe her! She is a liar full mouth lies..." Slap! A slap on Sienna face. Sienna beaten confused, half face swelled instantly. "Liar?" Lucien raised blood stained Heirloom Locket, shoved to Sienna eyes, voice hoarse: "Sienna, tell me." "This jade, whose exactly?" Sienna saw that jade, face instantly pale. Her eyes wandering, want shrink hand. "This... this how..." "This... this is mine... didn't I lose it then..." "Did that bitch pick it up?" "Right! Must be she stole! Lucien brother, she dare steal your money, steal jade what count!" "Till now you still lie!" Lucien choked Sienna neck, wound split, blood seeped. "This has my tooth marks! World only two pieces can puzzle together!" "This jade broke out from Vivia hand!" "Dead can't break open! You say she stole?" "Sienna, you played me fool ten years!" Lucien hand tighter and tighter. He looked at this face, mind flashed Vivia desperate eyes before death. Is him, for this counterfeit, personally pushed benefactor to hell! "Urgh... Lu..." Sienna rolling eyes, desperately beat Lucien hand. Monitor issued alarm. "Mr. Sterling! Can't kill her!" Doctors rushed up pull Lucien. "That heart! That is Miss Vivia heart!" "If you choke her dead, Miss Vivia heart also dies!" This sentence made Lucien sober instantly. He let go, watching Sienna panting, watching that violently beating heart. That is only trace Vivia left. If Sienna dies, Vivia really gone. Lucien stepped back two steps, leaned on wall, emitted a laugh. "Ha... haha..." "I not kill you." "Sienna, I not kill you." He looked up, eyes gloomy. "You must live well." "Use Vivia heart, live well for her." "But this debt, we count slowly."
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