Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

This sharp self-loathing was like the final blow, slamming fiercely into his mind, which was already shaken by the forced activation of the mother Gu.

The poisonous insect feeds on extreme emotions, especially darkness and possessiveness.

"Well--!"

Lin Ci'an suddenly covered his heart with his hands, and an indescribable tearing pain from the depths of his soul suddenly broke out, as if something was madly counterattacking and struggling inside him!

His eyes went dark and his ears were buzzing. Chu Ziyu's pale and desperate face became blurred and distorted in his sight.

(No…can’t come out…can’t…)

In the second before he completely lost consciousness, he was filled with endless panic about the other "existence" in his body.

That was all the extreme negative emotions in his previous life - pure hatred, unwillingness, and desire for destruction - that failed to be fully integrated during his rebirth and were quietly absorbed and nourished by the mother insect.

The potential dark side formed, an extremely dangerous secondary personality suppressed deep in the soul!

(Go back!)

Lin Ci'an's consciousness roared silently in the vortex of pain, trying to forcibly suppress the darkness that was about to stir.

(go back?)

A cold, sarcastic voice filled with endless malice sounded deep in his mind, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

(Go back to that mess you made, and continue to watch how you mess everything up with that ridiculous 'love' and 'regret'?)

(Look at what you look like now.)

The secondary personality's voice was filled with disdain.

(Because he broke down like this just because of a few words?)

(What a waste!)

(Since you can’t bear to do it, let me do it!)

(No! You are not allowed to touch him!)

Lin Ci'an's consciousness struggled violently, but he felt that his strength was being rapidly drained away by the backlash of the mother insect and the erosion of his secondary personality.

(Not allowed?)

The secondary personality sneered.

(Do you think you're still qualified to give me orders? You're such an indecisive fool, you deserve to be locked up and watched—)

(Look at how I love him well for you.)

Lin Ci'an's consciousness was immediately completely engulfed by the surging darkness.

Immediately afterwards, the body that was about to collapse suddenly stopped, like a puppet being pulled tight again.

All outward signs of pain and struggle vanished in an instant, replaced by a cold, aggressive aura.

Chu Ziyu watched him slowly stand up straight, his movements were unfamiliar, as if he was adapting to a new body.

He raised his hand and slowly straightened his slightly messy collar.

Then, he slowly raised his eyes and looked at Chu Ziyu who was still standing there.

Those eyes have completely changed.

It was still profound, but without any warmth or struggle, leaving only an inorganic, cold scrutiny, like a predator sizing up its prey with pure curiosity and cruel amusement.

"Ah……"

A frivolous, strangely magnetic chuckle escaped from his throat, slightly different from Lin Ci'an's original voice, adding a bit of evil and alienation.

"It's really... a very touching and wonderful play."

His eyes fell on the glaring red spot on Chu Ziyu's chest, and the corners of his lips curled up into a smile.

"With this minor injury, I was able to force him to lose his composure, and even gave me an opportunity..."

He walked forward slowly, his steps elegant but with an invisible sense of oppression, until he stopped in front of Chu Ziyu and leaned forward slightly.

"Should I praise you for your intelligence, or scold you for your stupidity, my dear... Your Majesty?"

Chu Ziyu was forced to take a step back subconsciously by the cold evil aura emanating from him, but his back hit the cold edge of the table. (6872! What's going on?!)

(Boss, this is Lin Ci'an's secondary personality. His mood swings are minimal, his thinking pattern is extremely rational, and he tends to control and plunder!)

"Scared?"

The secondary personality keenly caught his retreat, and his eyes became more interested. He stretched out his hand, not by force, but gently lifted Chu Ziyu's chin with his fingertips. The force was irresistible, but with a creepy "tenderness".

"Don't be afraid. Although his indecisive feelings disgust me, I am also very interested in you."