Chapter 3: The Psychiatrist He Blackened 3
The original owner has been locking herself in her room alone for the past two days, and the closed door will give her a sense of security, like a fluttering duckweed, because the presence of the wooden planks can give her a moment of respite.
But the Wen family was afraid that something would happen to her, so in order to observe the girl's state, they had to leave the door open.
Wen Yao was caught off guard and saw Fu Jin in this open door.
The man's jawline is neatly contoured, a pair of Danfeng eyes are narrow and long, and the bridge of the nose is high and full.
Black hair and fair skin, with the red between the lips – like a classical painting that collectors will love to put down.
A painting with sharp corners.
However, the curvature of the glasses softened the angular sense of oppression, and such a sharp skin on him made people feel warm and close.
Spectacles...... These are glasses.
Wen Yao knew this thing in her memory, but she still felt strange when she saw it with her own eyes.
Immortal cultivators have clear ears and eyes, but there is no such thing as glasses.
That's not the only thing that surprised her.
The sleek lines are sleek and straight, and they are single-breasted...... Black suit.
Wen Yao didn't know what uniform temptation was, but she didn't take her eyes off the man for a long time.
"Congratulations to the host for discovering the target fragment!" The sound of the system sounded in Wen Yao's mind along with the man's approaching footsteps.
I didn't expect to encounter the shards so quickly.
"Xiaotong, I want to gain his complete trust and become his most important person, right?"
"Yes, host, that's the only way to collect soul fragments."
Wen Yao pursed her lips.
The most important person?
She knew that the shard was just a human in this world, different from the demon race, human beings cared about family, friendship, and love, and they had too many bonds, too many important people......
The lips strained unconsciously, and the teeth broke through the soft defense between the lips, oozing blood.
The smell of rust permeates the mouth.
There was a strong sense of panic in my heart, uneasy, and as if I was resisting disgust.
Wen Yao sensed that something was wrong and asked the system: "Xiaotong, this body ...... It seems to be influencing my mood and behavior. ”
"Host, in this plane you will be affected by the character of the original body, but the degree of influence will gradually diminish as the soul merges."
"Given that the host is crossing the plane for the first time, it may take a long time to adapt, and I believe that going through a few more planes will not be!"
The character of the original body...... Autism, social fear, and being very uneasy and resistant to dealing with strangers.
It's really resistant.
Wen Yao endured the discomfort in her heart, she was uneasy because of the proximity of the shards, and even had the idea of wanting to escape from this room immediately.
The chair under him seemed to be as hard as a thorn, and Wen Yao's wrist began to struggle slightly in disobedience, rubbing the rough hemp rope.
She guessed there were red marks.
The man stopped a few steps away from her.
It's a very safe distance.
The uneasiness eased slightly as he didn't move closer.
The tall figure squatted in front of her, his gaze was level, Wen Yao's gaze met the gaze behind the man's glasses, and he quickly lowered his eyes.
The hurried gaze fell on the underside of his neckline, where a rabbit-shaped brooch was pinned.
It's a white rabbit with a rose in its hand.
The brooch is intricately carved, and the fluffy texture on the rabbit is lifelike even in such a small space.