"what do I do……?"

Tang Yanmei, who was curled up in the cell, quietly observed the movements outside through the cover of her long hair. In her heart, she was always asking this painful question.

Outside the iron railing were guards holding weapons. And the two thugs she would be afraid of when they saw them no longer appeared.

Now that she has already told me, she has obtained herself and her clothes, and at least she doesn't have to be naked.

"I have to thank the leader of theirs!"

From the initial injury, she had not been tortured for two consecutive days and gradually regained her ability to think.

The Stockholm syndrome is still obvious in her. Even now, Tang Yanmei's longing for Tang Xiaoan has gradually eased, but she is looking forward to the arrival of the Russian who will see her every day.

"I...what should I do..."

But she would rather not restore her thinking ability, or even be dead at this time. As for Tang Xiaoan, Tang Yanmei no longer dared to think of him, and when she thought of it, she would feel heartache that could not help but feel.

"I have betrayed him, I...will he be dead?...I have betrayed him..."

When she thought of Tang Xiaoan, tears couldn't help but shed tears. The beautiful days and her miserable experiences appeared alternately in front of her, and she didn't know how she should face these things.

Now that she recalled what the two French thugs did at that time, she wanted to die. The many shameless torture instruments made her unable to surrender and finally revealed the secret places.

"Tang Yanmei, how can you do this? Have you forgotten that he is your husband, but you..."

As soon as she thinks of this, she wants to hate herself. She hates herself for not surrendering, and at least not betrayed by herself in any situation.

Just as Tang Yanmei was mourning and complaining, what frightened her was that the iron gate rang.

"ah"

The body, which was originally curled up together, was curled up tighter because of the sound. Those unbearable punishments really made Tang Yanmei so scared that she was about to go crazy!

She raised her head with fear and unbearable fear of looking back. When she saw the person coming clearly, she felt relieved.

Paul Korchakin looked at the woman in front of him. At least three days ago, the hysteria and gratitude she showed when she finally got rid of the torture that could make women crazy made him have another idea in his heart.

"The war makes women go away, but the war between two countries hurts one woman..."

From the day he came to Paris, when he first saw the prisoner in front of him, he felt a throbbing in his heart.

"I came to Paris from Moscow to deal with such a girl?"

During the subsequent interrogation, he was surprised to find that the girl in front of him had not undergone any military or intelligence training at all.

"She is just an ordinary person, but for the sake of greatness... the interests of the Soviet Union, she had to treat her like this!"

I originally wanted to say the great Soviet motherland, but for some reason, I often read the words in my heart and interrupt them for no reason.

The Soviet people in front of them showed some emotion in their eyes, and Tang Yanmei could not tell the difference. But she understood that it was not the look she wanted to ask about.

"Or I can ask him, their..."

When I think of them, I naturally think of Tang Xiaoan. I couldn't help but hold her heart tightly for her disappointment!

"Can I still become his wife? I still become the Tang family..."

Tang Yanmei's heart was in a mess in an instant, and she had no more words to say or any more news to know.

Now she just wants to be alone and quiet, and she just wants to hide alone in a corner that no one can find.

"You go away, go away..."

Paul Kochajin, who originally had some apology in his heart, wanted to comfort the hurt Tang Yanmei, who seemed to be in awe, was startled by Tang's scream.

In a blink of an eye, a sense of guilt tightly grasped Paul Kochakin.

"No matter what the purpose is, is this the right method? Can a soldier do those things..."

In his mind, what he recalled were the miserable cry that could not be separated from the door. He even guessed that the information obtained by the confession that had already broken through the moral bottom line of human beings was a correct action?

"My is a soldier, but what did I do..."

In his heart, he asked himself in pain. As a strong Bolshevik party member, he could still bravely fight against his enemies with bayonets in hopelessness.

"But what is this? What kind of loyalty is this...!"

But Paul Kochakin never knew what he had destroyed with his own hands. It was not until he experienced the following things that he could understand what kind of tragic things happened here.

Looking at Tang Yanmei who was crying loudly, Paul Kochajin thought of Dongniya in his heart, and thought that he had hurt her like that.

"Or that night, when she heard those words..."

"I can't marry her without brother. She and I are like standing on both sides of the wide Vorga River, so... although I have to thank you for causing her and her family to suffer misfortune, as a political commissar, I want to condemn you!"

...The anger on the roaring Babin's face was as if he had just seen it.

"You are a bastard! Don't you know that you are hurting the heart of a girl who has loved you for so long, you are a hopeless bastard!"

...That was Tonya's tears...

"No, don't make any more noise, please! I'll leave here now, I know this is the arrangement of fate!"

...

"Tonia, you'd better leave here. I hope you stay away from my brother. You can't corrupt my brother with your shameful weakness from the corrupt bourgeoisie. Don't you know that he is the best officer!"

"No, it should be you, my strong political commissar, please leave my home and leave here! Go and complete your great and inhuman revolution! Don't let me see you, the cold and cruel guy again!"

Thinking back to the past, maybe today, and when you think back to it, he can experience what cruel things he did at that time.

"Tonya... It's a pity that I can't..."

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Tang Yanmei was crying in pain, but she was already desperate. The only thing she couldn't let go of now was Tang Xiaoan's safety.

"Don't be sad for yourself anymore, maybe..."

After crying, my heart gradually recovered some rationality.

"Did you catch them?"

Paul Kochakin, who had not left, was sitting on the chair beside the bed and was stunned. When he heard French, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"You? Are you talking to me..."

"If possible, please tell me...they..."

Tang Yanmei was sobbing and asked intermittently. Now she had decided not to think about her questions anymore. The only thing she wanted to know was that her husband did not lose his life because of her mistakes.

Looking at the girl who was tortured in front of her, Paul Korchakin struggled back from her painful memories.

"Then your relationship with them is…?"

Although Paul Kochakin strongly questioned this in his heart, the task of dealing with civilians in this way was still based on his own habits and made completing the task the only goal.

"One of them is my husband! Please tell me, they..."

Listening to her words, Paul Kochakin finally understood everything, and they forced a wife to betray her husband in extreme shame.

His head was dizzy and he murmured.

"No, I think he's fine, in fact we haven't caught them yet!"

Then he felt that he could not stay any longer, and looked at the look that the girl in front of him had lost her light, making him think he had to leave.

"I have to be strong, it's not because of anything else. It's all the blame for the Chinese Federation. They are always threatening the security of the Soviet motherland. I don't know what it is..."

Although he kept finding reasons for himself in his heart, he also knew that these reasons did not really calm himself down and engage in these acts that violated the duties of a soldier.

After hearing the other party's words, Tang Yanmei finally felt relieved. No matter what, she knew that her people were safe. At the same time, another decision also arose in her heart. Perhaps because of this decision, she would give everything she had.

"Xiao'an, I...please forgive me. No matter what I miss, I will not hurt you again! I will never let my lover go forever. I hope you know that I love you so much, but..."

Yes, Tang Yanmei understood that she would never faint in the Tang family's door again, not because of other tortures and shames that would make it impossible for her to become a countess again.

As a girl who has been educated in traditional ways since childhood, she knows that she has lost everything she needs to pursue a better life.

"This cruel world, then leave forever..."

Thinking of it, a tear flowed down her cheeks from the corner of her eyes.

Tang Yanmei, who was thinking about these things in her heart, didn't know when Paul Kochakin would leave, but she was no longer sad.
Chapter completed!