Chapter 3 The psychiatrist has gone dark 3
The original owner had been shutting herself in the room alone for the past two days. The closed door made her feel safe, like a swaying duckweed, because the presence of the wooden board allowed her to take a breather.

But the Wen family was afraid that something might happen to her, so in order to observe the girl's condition, they had to leave the door open.

Wen Yao was caught off guard and saw Fu Jin in the open door.

The man has a sharp jawline, a pair of narrow red eyes, and a high and full nose bridge.

The black hair and fair skin contrast with the red lips - like a splash-ink classical painting that collectors will love.

A painting with sharp edges.

However, the curvature of his glasses softened the angular pressure. Such sharp skin made him feel warm and close.

Glasses... these are glasses.

Wen Yao knew this thing in her memory, but she still felt strange when she saw it with her own eyes.

People who cultivate immortality have clear ears and eyes, but there is no such thing as glasses.

This wasn't the only thing that surprised her.

The crisp clothes outline smooth lines, so straight that there are no wrinkles at all. It is a single-breasted... black suit.

Wen Yao didn't know what uniform temptation was, but she never took her eyes away from the man.

"Congratulations to the host for discovering the target fragment!" The system's voice echoed in Wen Yao's mind as the man approached.

I didn't expect to meet Shard so soon.

"Xiao Tong, I want to gain his complete trust and become his most important person, right?"

"Yes host, only in this way can the soul fragments be collected."

Wen Yao pursed her lips.

The most important person?
She knew that Shard was just a human being in this world. Unlike the demon clan, humans cared about family, friendship, and love. They had too many bonds and too many important people...

The lips unconsciously exerted force, and the teeth broke through the soft defense line between the lips, causing blood to ooze out.The taste of rust filled the mouth.

There was a strong sense of panic and uneasiness in my heart, and it was as if I was resisting disgust.

Wen Yao sensed something was wrong and asked the system: "Xiao Tong, this body... seems to be affecting my emotions and behavior."

"Host, you will be affected by the original personality in this plane, but the degree of influence will gradually weaken with the fusion of souls."

"Since this is the first time for the host to travel through planes, it may take a long time to adapt. I believe it will be fine after experiencing a few more planes!"

The original personality... is autistic, socially anxious, and would be very uneasy and resistant when dealing with strangers.

I am really resistant.

Wen Yao endured the discomfort in her heart. She was uneasy because of the proximity of the fragments, and even had the idea of ​​​​escape from the room immediately.

The chair beneath her body seemed to have grown out of thorns, and Wen Yao's wrist began to struggle slightly, rubbing the thick hemp rope.

She guessed there were red marks there.

The man stopped a few steps away from her.

It's a very safe distance.

The feeling of uneasiness was alleviated slightly because he didn't come any closer.

The tall figure squatted in front of her, keeping her eyes level. Wen Yao's eyes met the eyes behind the man's glasses, and she quickly lowered her eyes.

Her hasty eyes fell on the lower side of his collar, where a rabbit-shaped brooch was pinned.

It was a white rabbit with a rose in its hand.

The brooch is so finely carved that the down texture of the rabbit's body appears lifelike even in such a small space.

(End of this chapter)

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