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Suddenly, Chu Ziyu, who was obsessed with acting, heard Lin Ci'an's voice.

"Okay."

Lin Ci'an's voice was very soft, but his knuckles were tense and white.

He slowly raised his hand, and a sharp spiritual force condensed at his fingertips, pressing it against Chu Ziyu's throat.

The sharp energy even cut through the skin, oozing out a line of scarlet.

&34;I will help you get rid of it.&34;

This sentence almost ruined Chu Ziyu's acting skills.

He heard 6872's gloating electronic voice: "Hahahaha, boss, you've messed up!"

&34;Tsk.&34;

Chu Ziyu snorted in his sea of ​​consciousness, and subconsciously looked at Lin Ci'an's other hand hidden behind his back, but a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

This scene seems to be developing in a more interesting direction.

(That's right...)

(My little An finally learned how to lie...)

Chu Ziyu raised his head, his neck stretched into a fragile arc, and even a smile of relief appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He stared at the blood beads oozing from Chu Ziyu's neck, and the scarlet color made his eyes burn.

He had clearly made all the necessary preparations, but when the other party really raised his neck without any resistance, he still felt a sense of fear unconsciously.

The mental force suddenly changed direction, not piercing the throat, but piercing into Chu Ziyu's mental barrier!

&34;Ugh—!&34;

Chu Ziyu groaned, and his golden left eye contracted violently.

He struggled violently, the chains rattling, but Lin Ci'an had already grabbed the back of his head, his forehead pressed against his, and his mental tentacles invaded his mental picture in an almost brutal manner!

"You... lied to me..."

Chu Ziyu's voice was hoarse and trembling with disbelief.

Lin Ci'an chuckled softly, brushing his bleeding lips with his fingertips, his eyes frighteningly crazy:

"Yeah, I lied to you."

&34;Don't you want to die?&34;

His mental power rushed through Chu Ziyu's image, tearing off layer after layer of disguise, "But I want you to live——"

&34;Even if you hate me, even if you become a monster.&34;

&34;You must live and go to hell with me.&34;

"madman……"

Chu Ziyu's pupils suddenly dilated and his fingertips trembled, but Lin Ci'an had already grabbed his wrist, intertwined their fingers, and whispered almost paranoidly:

&34;You are mine, mine!&34;

For a moment, Chu Ziyu didn't know who was crazier between him and Lin Ci'an.

It seems like it was overdone.

It's like a loop playing in my head

Mental Hospital BGM Collection

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Chu Ziyu's spiritual landscape

What comes into view is a snowy field.

Pure white, silent, and suffocatingly empty.

Lin Ci'an stepped on the thick snow. The moment the soles of his boots sank into the snow, dark red liquid seeped out from under the snow, as if a buried wound was still bleeding.

In the distance, a tall white tower stood in the wind and snow. The tower was wrapped with dense chains, each of which was deeply embedded in the wall, as if to crush the entire building.

The black cat raised its tail alertly. Lin Ci'an approached slowly, but saw at the bottom of the tower—

Chu Ziyu.

He was chained through his limbs and nailed to a cross at the bottom of the tower. His long silver-gray hair hung down, covering most of his face.

Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head slightly, his right eye was silver-gray, his left eye was gilded, two completely different emotions were tearing in his pupils.

"...Xiao An?"

His voice was hoarse, "Go...go faster..."

Lin Ci'an clenched his fingers tightly: "What is this place?"

Chu Ziyu pulled a broken smile from the corner of his mouth: "My...cage."

Lin Ci'an's fingers passed through the illusory yet cold chains and touched Chu Ziyu's cheek.

The snowfield suddenly shook, and the chains rattled like a group of enraged snakes.

&34;You locked yourself in here?&34;

Lin Ci'an's voice trembled in the wind and snow.