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The girl's long eyelashes trembled, but she still didn't speak.

He subconsciously raised his hand, stretched it out into the air, remembered that he didn't have glasses, and slowly put his hand down.

I remember a slang saying in a psychology book that you can tear down a wall, but you can't pry open the shell of a dead mussel.

It is the deepest secret hidden in a person's heart, and even if it is brought to the grave, it will never be known to a second person.

What secret did she have that she didn't want him to know, or rather, Leohhard?

The room was silent for a while, only soothing music flowed slowly, but at this moment, instead of bringing peace to the two of them, the music made people more and more anxious, and the heat was unbearable for even the slightest sound.

Looking at the girl's tense and closer facial lines, he finally spoke again, his voice still low and gentle, "Shall we exchange?" Whenever you know a secret from me, you have to tell me a secret about you. ”

The girl hesitated for a moment, but although her eyes were still closed, she nodded slowly.

The young psychiatrist raised his eyebrows and spoke again quietly: "So, I'll tell you a secret of mine first-"

In the next second, he was dizzy for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he had reached the depths of the castle, and in front of him was Leo Hard's devilish handsome face, the latter was smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes at all, and looked at him coldly, "What do you want to say?" What do you want to tell her? ”

His lips moved, but his throat felt as if it had been choked, and he couldn't make a sound.

Leohard pointed casually, he staggered, and involuntarily stumbled towards the huge gray cocoon, and Leohard's malicious voice came from behind him: "You are here to accompany it!" ”

As he approached, a palpable wave of emotions came from the gray cocoon, which was rich and almost substantial, with malice towards the whole world, mixed with hatred, anger, extreme malice filled with devastating madness.

He stumbled and almost fell to the ground, looking at the gray cocoon not far away with some horror, and stopped his steps, refusing to take another half step.

He thought he was Leohard's best sub-personality, but today he realized that it was just a joke, maybe he was the most rational and calm personality, but by no means the most harmful personality.

He finally understood why Leohard's main personality, who had never cared about the birth of the sub-personality, would personally prevent the birth of the sub-personality in the gray cocoon, which is an anti-social and hateful sub-personality of the entire human race.

In his character, he was born with a factor of discrimination and misanthropy, and every living human being is the target of his hatred.

Once he is born, combined with the terrible wealth and influence that Leohard has, the blow to the whole world will be beyond everyone's imagination.

He slowly slid down against the wall behind him, and a cold voice came through the clothes on his body, coming from the wall behind him, and it also cleared his drowsy mind for a moment.

Perhaps, the birth of this personality also has a lot to do with the script "Night Noble" that Leohard is participating in, in the setting of the Night Noble, the Night Lilac Count, who is kind on the surface and kind to humans, is actually the most hateful blood nobleman of the human race.

A low, deep sobbing sound sounded next to him, also interrupting his thoughts, the psychiatrist slowly lowered his head and looked at the boy who rolled to his lap at some point, he was still asleep, but he couldn't control his sobbing, as if he was also extremely sad in a dream, his calves were constantly kicking backwards with sobbing.

At the same time, the psychiatrist clearly felt that the malice from the front was more obvious, and the hatred of the world became more and more intense, he slowly raised his head and looked forward, the little bit of red light in the gray cocoon in front of him became stable, and expanded little by little, and the range of red light radiation, a cloud of black gas rose into the air, constantly eating away at the gray surface of the giant cocoon.

He soon discovered that the contraction and expansion of the red light had a great correlation with the crying of the boy next to him, and the red light swelled with every time the boy sobbed.

He hesitated and stretched out his hand, and landed lightly on the boy's vest, and after a moment, his slender fingers lifted and fell again, with the first time, the back was much smoother, and again, with his slapping, the sobbing boy gradually calmed down, and the red light in front of him no longer continued to expand.

Only an extremely thick black aura rushed towards him, and he easily interpreted the malicious emotions coming from it—you will be my first specimen!

The psychiatrist, who has always been expressionless, has a calm mask on his face that collapses slightly, does this idiot know that they are actually a person?!

……

Leohard stared at the jade-like skin under his hands, obviously, as his sub-personality, the psychiatrist did not get his exquisite makeup skills, and the girl had a plain face, but it was exactly his favorite look.

It's not that she happens to look like him, but he likes her, so her appearance is his favorite look.

In the short time of the exchange, he had received enough information, soothing and quiet music, and the constantly rising temperature of the room would make people let their guard down.

Sure enough, professional things still have to be handled by professional talents.

He clearly remembered that his girl, before, was not like this, for the Chinese actor surnamed Fang, her liking was like a fire in the sun, warm and bright, that was the warmth that he couldn't share with the world.

Instead of being like now, at the slightest mention of it, she kept silent, as if it was the deepest taboo in her heart, and she never wanted to be touched by outsiders.

What happened to his girl?

What the hell is her secret?

Leohard's right hand rubbed unconsciously against the back of her neck, deep in thought.

"Leo? What's your secret? It wasn't until the girl cautiously opened her mouth that he could clearly hear the uneasiness, the ease that had been fagned by an effort to ease the atmosphere.

He smiled slightly, stared at the girl who was still with her eyes closed, and opened his mouth without hurrying: "Not long ago, I discovered the most expensive treasure mine in the world, and it made me the richest person in the world. ”

He saw that the girl was visibly relieved, and it was evident that he had finally relaxed when he stopped pursuing her secrets, and she was sincerely happy for him: "That's wonderful, Leo, no, no, Your Majesty. ”

She even made a mischievous joke: "Maybe on the next trip, we can change the private jet to an Airbus?" ”

Leohard put the blush in his palm, pressed it close to her cheeks, rubbed it gently, and replied slowly, "The name of that treasure mine is my girl—"

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