Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

When Wen Xiaoyue saw the comments they sent, she lowered her head and felt extremely inferior.

Apologize quietly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause trouble. I was just in so much pain that I didn't want to live. I didn't expect to be chosen by Master Su. I wasted your time."

Voice control: [Alright, please be kind to the above person. Such a nice and gentle voice definitely can't be a bad person. Why are you irritating people so much?]

[The fact that she was the school belle means she was very pretty before, but now her face is ruined by illness. The disparity is huge, so you should encourage her more. Otherwise, if she really commits suicide, can you take responsibility?]

Pineapple Pineapple Honey: [Exactly, you have no empathy at all. Whether someone is ugly or not is none of your business. Can't you just be a little more gentle when speaking to them?]

Su Chen stopped writing and asked.

[Wen Xiaoyue, right? Please calm down and tell me first. Has your best friend changed in the past two months?]

Wen Xiaoyue felt severe pain on her face. She wiped her tears and looked at the pus on her clothes. She felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

After hearing what Su Chen asked, he thought about it carefully.

[Yes, she accompanied me at first, but then my condition got worse, and she became more and more beautiful. It was like she was glowing, and I couldn't stand the look in her eyes.]

[Later, I stopped letting her go with me. My family always accompanied me, but it never worked, so my family... gave up.]

[Master Su, what's wrong? ]

Su Chen nodded, his words containing some certainty.

"Yes, I suspect you've been cursed, perhaps with a vicious curse like the Face-Changing Curse. To cast a curse, the person must be very close to you, meaning someone close to you."

[Once the spell is cast, as time passes, your physical appearance will deteriorate, while the other person's will improve.]

When the live broadcast room heard this, they exploded.

The clown loves to laugh: "Master, this isn't right. If there were such an evil spell, how could there still be ugly people in the world? Wouldn't it be more powerful than a plastic surgery hospital?"

The Most Beautiful Flower: [Yeah, my plastic surgery was so painful. If such a spell really existed, I'd also like to use it.]

[…How vicious! ]

Su Chen pursed his lips, and his voice was a little cold.

[Any curse that defies the heavens, the better the effect, the more severe the backlash. This kind of curse that takes away a person's appearance will not only shorten the caster's lifespan by ten years.]

[Every night I feel excruciating pain all over my body, as if my skin has been peeled off and replaced with someone else's. Without sleeping pills and painkillers, I would be living a life worse than death.]

When Wen Xiaoyue heard this, her whole body froze.

Her eyes lit up instantly. Since it was a spell, it wasn't a disease. Master Su could save her, he could save her!

Master Su, you're right. A month ago, I noticed that my best friend is very afraid of the night. She used to go out every night to dance and eat barbecue, but now she doesn't go anywhere at night.

[Yes, she just hid in the dormitory and slept. I don't know if she took any medicine, but the next morning, she was in a very bad mood, as if she hadn't slept well.]

Favorite Muscle Man: [Hiss, that sounds scary, the one who cast the spell is also a ruthless girl, help me.]

Xiaoxian: [It's indeed an evil spell. This is like a real-life version of Painted Skin. I suddenly feel that just being healthy is already a great blessing.]

Enduring that kind of pain every night for the sake of a face is nothing short of a life worse than death, and it also shortens one's life by ten years.

[Wen Xiaoyue, why does your best friend hate you so much? If she didn't hate you, she wouldn't be so cruel to you.]

Seeing that they were getting more and more biased, Su Chen shook his head helplessly.

[You're still here. Do you want to believe me? If you do, listen to me and don't let your thoughts get the better of you. Let me see your face so I can figure out how to remove the curse for you.]

[Okay, thank you Master Su. It's just that my face is disgusting. Those of you in the livestream room, please don't look at it, or you'll really vomit. I'm sorry.]

When netizens heard this, their hearts felt like they were melting.

Isn’t this a little fairy? Even after being harmed like this, she still cares about them and is afraid that they will be scared.

Eight-pack abs: [Don't be afraid, girl. Feel free to face the camera. I'm a good guy. I won't vomit. That's too uncultured.]

Marshmallow is the sweetest: [That’s right, you’re an innocent person, and you’ve been harmed so pitifully. How could we dislike you?]

Wen Xiaoyue saw the barrage and choked up and said thank you.

Slowly pointing the camera at his face, that horrible face suddenly appeared on the screen. To call it a face would be an exaggeration.

His face was covered with pus-filled blisters, so densely packed that a person with trypophobia would be driven crazy. Apart from that pair of clear eyes, his facial features could not be seen at all.