Back in the room, a laptop on Ye Shiyu's desk was lit up, displaying a search engine page on "Daogu Search."
In the search bar, the bold characters read:
"Hypnosis."
Holding a cup of warm milk, Ye Shiyu sat down in front of the desk and lightly tapped the Enter key. The explanation for the term popped up:
"Hypnosis: A psychological state of induced consciousness resembling sleep but not identical to it..."
Ever since successfully hypnotizing Yan Huan the previous day, Ye Shiyu had been intensely curious about the effect from the app on her phone.
She wasn't particularly familiar with the concept of hypnosis before, gleaning only a faint understanding from the description in the app that claid it made others "absolutely obedient."
However, after looking it up, Ye Shiyu discovered that the hypnosis ntioned in general explanations seed entirely different from the hypnosis effect in her app.
Or rather, no existing technology in the world could achieve such a thing, right?
Glancing at her phone, she tapped the mysterious app, which displayed swirling purple patterns and illusory information:
[Remaining uses this week: 1 ti.]
"..."
What exactly are you here for?
As this thought crossed her mind, Ye Shiyu lightly scrolled the mouse wheel, pulling the page down to browse further.
"Debunking Hypnosis: A Guide to Misconceptions."
"Hypnosis Therapy Appointnts."
"Hypnosis: A Mythicized Technique."
The rest were a variety of strange and risqué links. None of the titles piqued Ye Shiyu's interest.
As she flipped through more pages, suddenly, one title caught her eye:
"Won's Section: After Hypnosis, the Hated Stepbrother Beca Mine..."
The word "hypnosis" was highlighted in red.
Ye Shiyu's scrolling motion paused slightly. She blinked, leaning closer to the screen, her black eyes filled with curiosity.
Dragging the mouse towards the title, she struggled to move the pointer precisely due to the low sensitivity.
Ye Shiyu was a complete novice when it ca to computers, but at that mont, her mouse movents were unusually determined.
"Click-click."
As soon as the title was clicked, the screen turned white before being bombarded by a chaotic array of colorful ads:
"Bookmark this site: XXX!"
"Royal Casino, guaranteed quality. Log in and receive 888 chips..."
"Live dealer girls, dealing cards online..."
Ye Shiyu’s lips parted slightly in annoyance, her brows furrowing as she painstakingly closed each scam ad with the mouse.
anwhile, a player began to buffer, seemingly loading so kind of resource, marked with "Line 1."
As she waited, a red browser warning suddenly appeared:
"Sensitive page detected. Continuing may expose you to risks such as data leaks and malware."
"To protect your information, please close the page imdiately!"
Beneath it were two options:
"Close Imdiately"
"Ignore Risks and Continue Browsing"
Virus?!
Ye Shiyu jumped in alarm. Just as she was about to click "Close Imdiately," the player finished loading and began to play.
A low female voice narrated softly:
"My mother remarried, and her new husband brought along a younger stepbrother."
"That guy, unlike , a gloomy hobody, was an outstanding student, incredibly handso, and had a great personality."
"From the mont he arrived, I could tell my mother and stepfather’s attention was completely stolen by him."
"Hey, why don’t you learn from your brother? You’re the older sister, don’t give him such an attitude... If you won’t go out, I’ll just take him out for fun instead."
"Ah, I know. A kid like him winning the adults’ favor is only natural..."
"But... why do I hate him so much?"
"With that thought, I used it—on him, that detestable brother..."
"I wanted to turn him into..."
Ye Shiyu’s motion to close the window faltered. Her eyes flickered, and images of earlier in the shopping center involuntarily resurfaced.
When she had co down the stairs, she saw Ye Lan, exhausted from helping her find things, burst into laughter with just two sentences from Yan Huan.
Her mother affectionately patted Yan Huan’s head. Though her words were teasing, the smile on her face couldn’t be hidden.
In comparison, her own personality must seem so strange, right?
Although her mother said she should stay as she was, wouldn’t her mother inevitably feel differently when looking at soone as "normal" as Yan Huan?
Then, wouldn’t her mother’s attention turn entirely to him...?
Almost as if...
He was stealing her mother away from her.
Ye Shiyu’s breathing grew heavier. Her hand holding the mouse shifted slightly, eventually moving to the other option:
"Ignore Risks and Continue Browsing!"
The warning disappeared, and the page reloaded. However, banners of ads still clung to the edges of the page like flags, moving wherever she scrolled.
The video remained stuck, buffering intermittently, likely slowed by the ads loading on the page.
Computer novice Ye Shiyu speculated as much, hastily dragging her cumberso mouse to close the ads.
The ads, annoyingly designed with inner and outer "close" buttons—one real, one a trap—required careful precision.
Luckily, Ye Shiyu wasn’t stupid. Leaning close to the screen, she managed to pinpoint and click the tiny genuine close buttons.
One... two... three... four...
After diligently closing all the ads in the page’s corners, she eagerly turned back to the video player.
Still buffering.
"Playback lagging? Try switching lines."
Lines?
Ye Shiyu stared blankly at the "Line 1" and "Line 2" options below.
Clicking on "Line 2," the page refreshed, and with it, the previously closed ads gleefully popped back up.
Seeing the pesky ads return after spending minutes closing them, Ye Shiyu’s lips unconsciously pouted.
"My mother remarried, and her new husband brought along a younger stepbrother..."
Thankfully, switching lines had made the video play smoothly.
Clicking fullscreen, Ye Shiyu’s wide eyes followed the unfolding story.
The narrative on-screen flowed steadily, alternating between dramatic buildup and climactic scenes. For Ye Shiyu, it was as if a new world was opening its doors.
As the video delved into its more explicit scenes, her face flushed. She glanced nervously at her closed door before hurriedly plugging in her headphones.
Engrossed in the video, Ye Shiyu lost track of ti. Eventually, the screen darkened, and the narrator’s voice returned:
"In the end, I used hypnosis to turn him into a helpless wreck who only knew how to call ‘Sister.’ My adorable brother is now mine."
"Though it might just be an excuse, I used it to deceive myself over and over again."
"Hypnosis was born to fulfill my filthy desires."
"I know it’s despicable, but right now, I’m truly happy."
"And that’s enough."
"The End."
Ye Shiyu stared at the screen, unable to regain her composure for a long ti.
That was... unbelievably vile.
All she wanted was to get rid of him. Just that.
But the sister in the movie...? She did those things to her brother?!
Though, admittedly, seeing the usually sunny and charming brother reduced to such a pitiful state...
No, no, it’s just a fictional story.
Ye Shiyu, all you need to do is make him leave.
That’s it. Just make him leave.
Leaning back in her chair, Ye Shiyu took a deep breath, her fair face tinged with a strange blush. She suddenly felt thirsty.
Standing up, she headed downstairs for a drink.
By the ti she reached the water purifier on the first floor, the house was completely dark. Everyone had clearly gone to bed.
After drinking several cups of water, she finally felt the heat in her body subside.
Letting out a sigh of relief, she turned and poured one more cup to take upstairs.
Passing by Yan Huan’s room on the second floor, her gaze inevitably drifted toward it.
The phone in her hand lit up on its own, emanating its sinister purple glow.
Subconsciously, ever since she started using the app, her phone had never left her side.
"..."
Hesitating for a mont, Ye Shiyu’s steps shifted. She found herself moving towards Yan Huan’s room.
Standing before the closed door, she raised her hand to knock but stopped, realizing he was probably already asleep.
Her hand lowered onto the doorknob instead.
Odd thoughts pushed her into taking odd actions.
Normally, Ye Shiyu always knocked before entering any room, a habit she had cultivated over ti.
But now, she wanted to go in without knocking.
"Click..."
The doorknob turned slightly, but the door didn’t budge—it was locked.
Inside, Yan Huan was fast asleep, while the cat in his arms, ow-chan, suddenly opened its eyes.
In the darkness, its bright green gaze stood out sharply.
"ow~"
It let out a soft call, but Yan Huan remained motionless.
Outside, Ye Shiyu froze, realizing her overexcitent.
Had she really just... done that?
Biting her lip, she downed her cup of cold water and took a deep breath before letting go of the doorknob.
Turning away, she slowly returned to her own room.
"ow?"
ow-chan blinked, watching the doorknob return to its original position before curling back into Yan Huan’s arms.
It didn’t close its eyes, instead continuing to stare toward the door.
Reviews
All reviews (0)