This superpower is unreliable.

Everyone has a small corner in their heart, where there are cabinets of different shapes, most of which are used to store their own secrets. Some are secrets that cannot be known to others, but the cabinets where these secrets are stored are not locked. Occasionally, when you wake up in the middle of the night, the secrets will quietly come out of the cabinet and float in front of you, making you caress them over and over again; some are secrets that you don’t want to face, and the cabinets are locked, and only people with the key can open this cabinet.

However, the person holding the key may be someone else besides yourself.

That person can be a friend or an enemy.

Wen Guzhi happened to have the key to one of Rotman's cabinets.

"Your cousin is the shadow of your childhood."

As soon as Wen Guzhi finished speaking, Luo Tuoman stood up with a pale face.

"Su Jin, get out."

Huang Chiyao, who was not unconscious, realized that there was a third person present, and Luo Tuoman drove Su Jin away immediately.

Su Jin, who always considers other people's feelings, doesn't want to do as she wishes at this time.

"Why? I want to listen too."

Wen Guzhi was considerate to Luo Tuoman. He patted Su Jin on the shoulder and said, "You go out first. I'm here."

After Su Jin reluctantly left the ward, Wen Guzhi spoke.

"You were molested by your cousin when you were a child."

He didn't even use a question but a declarative sentence.

"…Who told you that?"

"Nobody told me that. I saw it with my own eyes."

Wen Guzhi slowly recounted what he had seen at that time.

"I was only eight years old at that time, and you should be six. That day was probably the last time you came to my house to play. You led the other children to run around my house as usual, and you may have forgotten that you left a pearl hairpin at my house. My mother asked me to personally return the hairpin to your house to ease our not-so-good relationship."

"I didn't want to go at first, but then I agreed for some reason. When I arrived at your house the next day, I wanted to hand the hairpin to your servant and leave, but for some reason, there was no one at your house except the doorman, so I had to go in and look for you myself."

"I heard some noises upstairs and thought someone was there, so I went upstairs and found that the noise came from one of the rooms, with the door half open. Although I thought the noise was a bit strange at the time, I wanted to return your hairpin as soon as possible and go home, so I didn't care and just walked over."

"It's just that when I walked to the door of that room, I saw a man saying to you..."

"enough."

Rottoman interrupted Wen Guzhi, clenched his teeth, and supported himself on the back of the chair with his hands, gripping so tightly that the veins on the back of his hands popped out. It seemed that he didn't even have the strength to stand properly, and could only rely on the chair to support most of the weight of his body.

"Don't go on talking about that."

Wen Guzhi felt a little bit sorry for what he saw, so he did not continue to describe what he saw at that time, but told Rotman what happened afterwards.

"I was so scared at the time that my mind went blank. I just ran out without even asking the security guard for help. I didn't even get into my car. I just rushed out without knowing where I was. I met patrolmen on the road. They saw a panicked kid like me, so they stopped me and asked me why I was running alone."

"When I saw it was the police, I calmed down a little and thought they should be able to help you, so I asked them to rush to your house to rescue you."

"I am sure that I told the police your home address and they drove there immediately. But I don't know why you left the country afterwards. I never heard any news about you again, and I don't know whether the police rescued you at that time."

Wen Guzhi paused here and observed Luo Tuomen's reaction. She was still pale, but her expression was a little strange. It was unknown what she was thinking, but she did not stop him from talking, so he continued.

"Then, many years later, you showed up again, and in a very high-profile manner. I...thought of this incident again, so I asked a friend of mine in the police department to look it up."

"After checking, I found out that there was indeed a record of patrol police coming to your house that day, but your cousin has no criminal record at all. He is still innocent."

When Rotman heard this, he finally reacted.

"How do you know that man... is my cousin?"

"I saw what the man looked like at the time." Wen Guzhi replied in a low voice, "Then I compared the photos of the people in your family and found out."

"Reviewing the past." Rotman fell back into his chair, lowered his head and looked at the ground. He chuckled as he thought of something. "You really surprised me."

Wen Guzhi had no intention of continuing to be gentle with Luo Tuomen. He grabbed her shoulders with both hands, straightened her upper body, and made her face him.

"Rotoman, I know that your cousin did not receive any punishment and can continue to live a carefree life without any responsibility. Instead, you had to leave your hometown, which made you very painful and unacceptable. The inaction of the police prevented your cousin from molesting you and made you disappointed with this society. So after you came back, you decided to take revenge in your own way, making a big news story and then directly putting the blame on your cousin. You took revenge on him and on society. But you can't alleviate your pain by doing this."

Seeing Wen Guzhi's serious expression, Rotman started to joke: "I'm not a pervert."

Wen Guzhi said seriously: "I found out that you have been seeing a psychiatrist when you were abroad, but it seems to be of no use.

"Ah."

Rotuman's face changed.

"Wen Guzhi, ah Wen Guzhi, I've only been back for a few months and you've figured out my background."

"I don't know your medical history," Wen Guzhi explained. "I just checked your whereabouts. You went to see a psychiatrist a few times, but never again. So I guess that psychiatrist didn't work for you."

After listening to Wen Guzhi's words, Luo Tuomen's face returned to normal. She placed her finger on one of Wen Guzhi's hands that was supporting her shoulder, drew a circle, raised her head and breathed into his face, "Brother Zhi, you pay so much attention to me, are you in love with me?"

Wen Guzhi immediately let her go.

"I hope you can plead guilty and take responsibility for what you did this time. She... and the others are innocent."

Rotman sighed in boredom. "Ah, it's all for the little wild flower. When will you fall in love with me?"

"Rotoman, I know a very capable psychologist. I can introduce her to you." Wen Guzhi did not respond to Rottoman's words, but put the focus back on what he had just said.

"I can help you. But don't make the same mistake again."

The ward fell silent.

Apart from the sound made by the instrument beside the yellow-winged rocking bed, the airflow between the two people seemed to have frozen. They neither moved forward nor retreated. They each defended their own territory and refused to give in to each other.

Rotman looked at Wen Guzhi seriously, rarely. He did not have his usual playful smile or sarcasm, nor did he have a trace of the fragility that had just been revealed.

Instead, he said to him in an extremely firm tone:

"Wen Guzhi, thank you very much, sincerely. You make me like you more and more. But I have to remind you."

"Although I am immoral, I never break the law."