"According to the Linn teorological Departnt, from this evening until early tomorrow morning, the entire territory of Linn will be under a red warning for heavy rain and an orange warning for strong winds."
"Bzz... The public bus system is currently suspended... Bzz... The subway system is still in operation."
"The television station reminds... bzz... the vast number of Linn residents... bzz... in the warning zones... bzz... to minimize going out and to pay attention to protecting... bzz... your personal and property safety."
The sky, dyed thoroughly in pink, poured down a rain carrying a tallic, fishy scent, accompanied by the intermittent broadcast sound at the bus stop. It turned the streets, where streetlights flickered dimly, into a gloomy chaos.
Supporting the unconscious Ye Shiyu, Yan Huan had walked an unknown distance away from the eerily atmospheric Far Moon Academy. Finally, in the mont before the curtain of rain fell, they stopped at this bus stop that offered so shelter.
"Phew."
After helping Ye Shiyu sit down, Yan Huan also took a seat, feeling deeply exhausted.
The damn rainy season during spring in Linn was truly torturous. The winter that Yan Huan hated the most in his previous life had forcibly been replaced by this season after his transmigration.
However, today, this massive rainstorm had finally done one of its few good deeds.
It seed that because of this sky-filling downpour, no one from Far Moon Academy behind them had co out to hunt down Ye Shiyu, allowing Yan Huan to safely bring her to the bus stop on the main road.
Yan Huan breathed a slight sigh of relief and took out his mobile phone.
As a result, not only did the phone have zero signal, but static also flashed across the screen from ti to ti.
Although the screen was still lit, it was as if it had frozen; pressing anything yielded no response.
Coupled with the broadcast sound in the bus stop, which carried a strong vibe of Chinese dreamcore horror stories, Yan Huan could easily guess that this was related to Ye Shiyu's Modifier.
Really, Ye Shiyu had been beaten to such a state, yet her Modifier was actually still affecting the surrounding electronic devices.
It was enough to show just how overpowered her Modifier was, truly living up to the title of Hypnosis Master.
But a top master with such a Modifier had actually suffered such a crushing defeat at the hands of her opponent?
Then exactly what level was the other side at?
"..."
Thinking of this, Yan Huan could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
And right now, the problem Yan Huan faced was not just this.
It was getting late, his mobile phone was useless, the weather was exceptionally poor, and there was also a burden who had lost consciousness and was in an abnormal state...
The debuffs were fully stacked.
Looking at the increasingly heavy curtain of rain outside, Yan Huan thought to himself, 'This is truly the worst Friday I have ever experienced.'
He could not help but turn his head to glance at Ye Shiyu beside him, who still had her eyes closed and was drenched in fragrant sweat, seemingly being tortured by so kind of sensation.
'This reaction...'
'There is no mistake, it is still An Le.'
Yan Huan really could not figure it out. An Le had fallen seriously ill on the eve of the Club War, so how did it seem like she had experienced a Longchang Enlightennt?
After coming back, she was directly possessed by the Evil Fire Cloud God; first defeating General Spencer, and then cutting down General Ye Shiyu.
The two great experts of Far Moon had already suffered an utter defeat at An Le's hands. As for what she was going to do next, Yan Huan simply did not even dare to think about it.
And as luck would have it, he had made an appointnt tomorrow to go with An Le to watch Bai Yi's charity concert at the hospital...
'If I had known earlier, we would have just chatted online through a screen. Why did we have to et in person?'
'Now, I can only wish myself good luck.'
"Whoosh... Whoosh..."
Just as Yan Huan gasped in shock, feeling the pressure mount, the heavy rain outside seed to sense his feelings, howling in accompanied by fierce winds.
Ice-cold raindrops were blown onto Yan Huan's cheeks by the gale, causing his body temperature to plumt.
Even a young man full of youthful vigor like him felt this way, let alone Ye Shiyu, who was in a poor state right next to him.
"Cold... So cold..."
Even though a good amount of ti had passed, Ye Shiyu still showed no signs of easing up; instead, she seed to be getting worse.
Looking at her condition, Yan Huan hesitated for a mont before reaching into her pocket and taking out her mobile phone.
Upon taking a look, her own mobile phone was actually displaying static as well, appearing severely damaged.
"..."
'So ruthless, she even attacks herself?'
Seeing this scene, Yan Huan was completely rendered speechless.
He glanced at the surrounding silence, inwardly thinking that this was bad.
As ntioned before, Far Moon Academy was located in the suburbs of Kyogo Ward, a very remote area.
Normally, apart from the school buses going back and forth, there was basically no other public transportation, and the subway had not been built out this far.
Yan Huan had led Ye Shiyu an unknown distance from Far Moon Academy before finally reaching the main road. He originally planned to take the public bus that ran every half hour to leave, or at worst, try his luck hailing a taxi on the avenue.
Who could have expected a red warning for heavy rain? The public buses were halted, and the road was dead silent. Let alone taxis, he did not even see a single private car.
At this mont, the entire world was so lonely that it felt as if only Yan Huan and Ye Shiyu were left.
But Ye Shiyu's state looked terrible, and under such harsh weather conditions, it was absolutely impossible for her to get better...
Even if he could not find a doctor or soone to help her, he still had to find a warm place sheltered from the wind and rain to settle down, right?
"..."
Yan Huan frowned, gripping the mobile phone that was now no different from a brick, constantly scanning his surroundings and pondering what to do.
But looking at the curtain of rain outside, which was as thick as a wall, Yan Huan temporarily could not think of any way out.
'Ye Shiyu, oh Ye Shiyu, you have committed nurous evils in the past. If sothing terrible happens to you today, then it is a calamity destined in your fate, consider it karmic retribution...'
Just as Yan Huan was muttering this disclair in his heart, Myau-chan materialized on his shoulder like a phantom.
Its jade-green eyes stared into a certain direction in the darkness for a long ti, then it suddenly turned its head and spoke to Yan Huan,
"Yan Huan, there is brightness over there, ow. I see it, it is a building with its lights on and currently operating. Perhaps there are other people who can help, ow!"
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Huan quickly looked in that direction.
Unlike Myau-chan's excellent eyesight, Yan Huan could only faintly make out a weak glimr of light through the heavy curtain of rain.
'I should have brought the Black-rimd Glasses.'
He had originally planned to use them during the exams for the Intelligence Boost, but wearing them was truly ntally exhausting.
Anyway, the exams this ti were not difficult; he basically knew how to do everything, so he dropped the idea.
"Ha... Ha... So... So uncomfortable..."
Listening to Ye Shiyu's agonizing moans, Yan Huan could not help but sigh.
Fine, there were no other options anyway, he could only take a gamble.
Following that, he stood up and pulled up the dazed Ye Shiyu.
At the sa ti, he took off his own jacket and draped it over Ye Shiyu's and his own heads.
"Get ready... Dash!"
In the next second, Yan Huan led Ye Shiyu into a jog toward that direction.
"Patter-patter... Patter-patter..."
As soon as they left the bus stop, the sound of what seed like steel balls falling onto the thin clothing over their heads rang out, making Yan Huan's scalp feel the impact of the raindrops even through the fabric.
Fierce winds blew wildly all around them. Yan Huan struggled to maintain both of their balance, but he still could not stop the diagonally slanting rain from soaking more than half of their bodies.
A bone-piercing cold surged over them, giving Yan Huan goosebumps and causing Ye Shiyu to turn pale.
But fortunately, they were almost there...
That glowing building.
"Step-step-step."
"We are here!"
Finally, Yan Huan led the thoroughly drenched Ye Shiyu to the front of the building.
He looked up with hopeful eyes, only to see two large lines of text on the neon sign:
"Aijie Thed Love Hotel"
"Unmanned operation, self-service key retrieval; absolute privacy, fully equipped; unrestrained imagination, everything you could wish for; a romantic night mont awaits your arrival."
"..."
Yan Huan stared blankly at these two lines of text above, his expression becoming completely unreadable.
"Well, don't just stand there looking silly, ow. At least you and Ye Shiyu have a place to rest your feet, right?"
On his shoulder, Myau-chan, who did not look the least bit wet, also withdrew its stunned gaze and pushed his face with its paw pads, consoling him,
"There is an air conditioner inside, and you can take a shower. It is much better than staying outside in the wind and rain, ow."
"Bzz... Bzz..."
Before Yan Huan could even speak, perhaps due to Ye Shiyu's proximity, the neon sign above imdiately began to flicker brightly and dimly.
At the sa ti, the drenched Ye Shiyu in his arms started to shiver more and more violently...
Sensing this, Yan Huan could no longer afford to care about anything else and hurriedly pushed open the doors to the hotel.
"Clack~"
As the glass doors opened and closed, the bone-chilling cold wind and bean-sized raindrops outside were completely sealed off.
The perceived temperature instantly rose quite a bit, making even Yan Huan breathe a sigh of relief.
He glanced at Ye Shiyu's pale face, which carried a sickly flush, and imdiately turned his head to look around.
Sure enough, just as the hotel advertised, there was not a single person.
On the counter, there was only a machine displaying the thes and prices of each room, with an "Imdiate Check-in" button below.
If the button was green, it ant the room was vacant; if the button was dim, it ant there were already guests in the room.
Because the heavens were being uncooperative at this mont, all the rooms in the hotel were green.
Yan Huan looked it up and down and discovered there were no twin bed options, so he pulled out three hundred yuan and selected the cheapest non-thed king-size bedroom.
He inserted the money and pressed the "Imdiate Check-in" button. A keychain dropped down from below.
The door key, the room card to activate the electricity, and a list of precautions were all strung together on it.
"201."
Yan Huan glanced at the room number, supported Ye Shiyu, turned around, and headed upstairs.
"Click~"
He pushed the door open, revealing a round king-size bed covered in rose petals inside.
There was no landline phone, but there was a sofa. The nightstand was entirely occupied by paid family planning products, lubricant, and other such items.
Yan Huan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and hurriedly dumped Ye Shiyu onto the bed.
He turned back to insert the room card and pressed the heating mode on the air conditioner, but the room's lights began to flicker brightly and dimly again.
Even the newly activated air conditioner suddenly stopped and then emitted a very creepy beep-beep-beep sound.
"Hiss..."
"Xiao Huan..."
Just as Yan Huan was crossing his arms and studying the air conditioner's situation, Ye Shiyu's murmur-like call suddenly ca from the bed.
Yan Huan turned his head, seeing Ye Shiyu's cold and exquisitely beautiful features currently buried in a sea of black hair.
Her face was flushed, her eyes dreamy. It was unclear if they were fully open or half-closed, but regardless, she was looking in his direction.
"...What is wrong, Sister Shiyu?"
'Is it because the temperature has risen that she is a bit more awake?'
Yan Huan did not know, so he responded out loud while walking toward Ye Shiyu.
"..."
Ye Shiyu stared blankly at him, and it took a long ti before she spoke with difficulty.
"My socks... They are wet and sticking to ... It is so uncomfortable... Xiao Huan, help
take them off..."
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Yan Huan froze slightly and turned his head to look at her lower half.
Today, beneath her skirt, Ye Shiyu was wearing a pair of 50 Denier tights. Right now, they were mostly soaked with water, making so parts glisten brightly while others remained obscure and dark.
Perhaps because those tights wrapped the shape of her legs too perfectly, they looked exceptionally beautiful no matter what. But Yan Huan just retracted his gaze, stopped moving forward, and simply said,
"That is not very appropriate, Sister Shiyu. You try to take them off yourself. I am going to the bathroom to dry my hair, it is completely soaked."
"..."
In her hazy state, Ye Shiyu watched Yan Huan's reaction. Beyond the torture of pleasure clinging to her like a gangrenous sore, she suddenly rembered the words An Le had spoken to her.
Those words were like a prickling sensation, the only thing in this purgatory of pleasure right now that could make her feel pain and sadness.
Yan Huan was just about to turn and leave, but he felt his index finger being grabbed by an ice-cold hand.
Feeling the hand tightly clenching his knuckle, Yan Huan turned his head back.
He only saw Ye Shiyu behind him, lying on her side amidst her black hair, softly asking him,
"Xiao Huan... Do you... hate ?"
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Huan looked at Ye Shiyu on the bed, who was barely conscious yet still stubbornly holding onto his hand. For a mont, he actually did not know how to answer.
In the past, no matter what kind of question he faced, as long as he wore his Mask, it would not matter how he chose to lie, right?
Especially right now, with Ye Shiyu in a dreamy state, shouldn't lying be even easier?
But for so reason, facing her question that sounded like sleep talking, Yan Huan ultimately could not say a single thing.
Yet, that absolute silence seed to already be the answer.
"..."
Sensing the silence of the person she was holding, Ye Shiyu tilted her face further into her black hair, as if she wanted to bury herself in the pillow and hide.
In his hand, Ye Shiyu's grip on his knuckle also relaxed bit by bit, slipping downward.
From the second knuckle down to the fingertips, they hooked onto each other with difficulty...
"I don't know..."
But right before those fingertips were about to slip away, Ye Shiyu—with most of her face buried in her black hair, revealing only a single dreamy and bewildered eye—suddenly began to murmur again.
"I really do not know... what to do... I cannot control myself..."
"..."
"Everything... It is my first ti experiencing it all... Because growing up, apart from Mama, I only stayed with my dolls..."
Ye Shiyu lifted her eye slightly, blankly staring at the spot where her fingers and Xiao Huan's fingers remained intertwined.
"Because I know I am not normal... so I thought... I just need to protect Mama and my ho. I do not need anyone else...
"I always believed that... until you showed up, Xiao Huan..."
While listening, Yan Huan's expression could not help but change slightly.
Because he clearly saw that, precisely as Ye Shiyu spoke, drops of tears began welling up from the corners of her eyes, trailing down her cheeks and slipping into her long black hair.
"It was you, Xiao Huan, who made
realize... I actually do need others... It is not that I do not want to connect with people...
"I am just afraid... I am afraid of not knowing what people think of , afraid of not being able to control what people do to ...
"Interacting with people, I have always... felt no sense of security..."
Actually, more often than not, personalities with a strong desire for control—those who are suspicious and sensitive—are weaker than average people.
It is precisely because their weak personalities carry intense feelings of inferiority that they instinctively feel others will not be loyal to them, will not be honest with soone like them.
Suspicion is born from this.
Therefore, they constantly want to know the whereabouts and thoughts of their partners and friends at all tis.
They wish they could bind them to their side; they wish they could cut their hearts open just to see the true colors inside.
But at the end of the day...
Who is it that they do not trust? Is it other people, or is it themselves?
And the most pitiful among these kinds of people are the ones who clearly know that this behavior is abnormal, yet still cannot help thinking and acting this way.
"I only know how to make myself happy, how to make myself feel less angry and worried.
"But I really do not know how to make you happy, Xiao Huan...
"And I cannot figure out what to do so that we can both be happy...
"So, I could only do that..."
'Do that...'
'What Ye Shiyu is saying is probably about using Hypnosis on herself, right?'
'I never expected An Le's Modifier to possess such great power. It actually made the usually unsmiling and inarticulate Ye Shiyu open her heart to
for the first ti.'
'Could it be that useless Myau-chan is actually a hidden genius?'
'Is it really just like it said—how can one know whether it is a blessing or a misfortune?'
Yan Huan did not know either. After all, having listened to all this, no superfluous thoughts arose within his heart.
As the saying goes, rivers and mountains may change, but it is hard to alter one's character.
If a person's thoughts could truly be completely changed with just a word or two, there wouldn't be so many sources of trouble from ancient tis to the present.
His decision to respect Ye Shiyu from a distance had not ford overnight, so naturally, it could not vanish like smoke and clouds just because of a few words and a few tears.
'If I really were so sort of pervert, for the sake of those tights, there might be a bit of a possibility, right?'
"Pitter... Patter..."
After listening to all this, Yan Huan simply felt calm.
Much like the gradually steadying rhythm of the raindrops outside, it drowned out silently into the night.
"..."
Yan Huan did not reply; he rely reversed his hand and gave a gentle squeeze to Ye Shiyu's fingers hooked around his.
Imdiately after, he completely let go of her hand and changed the subject.
"How are you feeling now, Sister Shiyu? Still uncomfortable?"
At this mont, Ye Shiyu was like soone who was heavily intoxicated; she completely failed to react to Yan Huan's stiff change of subject.
As if her little brain was in overload, she just maintained that blank expression and stared at him.
After pausing for a long ti, she slowly nodded her head.
"...Still uncomfortable?"
'Hiss, the power of An Le's Modifier is actually this terrifying.'
'It has already been several hours, and it is still taking effect?'
Just as Yan Huan was secretly growing suspicious, Ye Shiyu spoke again.
"Tights... Cold... Want to... take them off..."
"..."
'Damn it, I thought it was the Modifier, but it turns out it is still those cursed tights!'
She reached out her hand below the hem of her skirt, trying to pull off the wet tights.
But honestly, her entire body was as soft as a marshmallow. She tried several tis but actually found herself unable to open her own skirt.
"Wu..."
After a few attempts without result, she blankly looked toward Yan Huan, seeking help.
"I will help you, Sister Shiyu."
"Mhm..."
Helpless, Yan Huan could only turn around, get onto the bed, and position himself behind her.
"Apologies in advance."
There was no other way. Yan Huan had to reach out and do it on her behalf, taking off the tights that might catch her a cold.
It was just that he was, after all, a boy with zero prior experience in this sort of thing, so naturally, he was far from familiar with the route.
"Snap~"
Sure enough, in the next second, he experienced shortness of breath for a mont and quickly released the fabric he was pulling.
'Oh no, I accidentally pulled the fabric underneath the tights as well!!'
"..."
Yan Huan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked up to glance at Ye Shiyu.
However, he only saw her turning her head adorably to look at him, seemingly completely unaware of what had happened...
And seemingly, she didn't care either.
"Sorry, Sister Shiyu."
Yan Huan still apologized. This ti, as he tried again, he accurately grabbed the outer layer of fabric and began pulling it down.
"Rustle..."
As Yan Huan's hand moved away from the concealnt of the skirt, he was like a heavenly god, slowly pulling away the dark clouds shrouding the earth bit by bit.
The dark clouds parted, and the earth beca bright and clear.
As the tights faded away, the firm, fair muscles of those legs were gradually revealed.
Yan Huan took a deep breath. When he pulled the tights straight down to her calf, they had already folded into overlapping layers.
Reaching the ankle, Yan Huan pulled following the motion, and her newly worn small leather shoes dropped to the ground along with the tights.
"Tap."
Yan Huan threw the warm, damp tights onto the ground, finally letting out a sigh of relief.
Turning back around, he only then noticed that Ye Shiyu had also turned around following his movents, staring blankly in his direction.
After taking the effect of An Le's Modifier today, the originally terrifying pressure that Ye Shiyu emitted had been peeled away and dropped to the ground, just like those 50 Denier black tights.
Left on the couch was only the suddenly very cute and clueless Ye Shiyu.
"..."
The pressure disappeared without a trace in an instant. Seeing that the king-size bed was truly spacious, Yan Huan, who had been exhausted for half the day, was too lazy to get off the bed. He simply lay down a bit further away from Ye Shiyu.
"Phew... I will rest for a bit and then go take a hot shower. Later, you just stay in the room, Sister Shiyu. I will take my phone and wander upstairs and downstairs to see if I can restore the signal and contact Auntie."
Yan Huan knew that there would temporarily be no signal anywhere near Ye Shiyu.
He was just saying it to himself anyway. After all, Ye Shiyu was currently dazed, temporarily turned silly by An Le's Modifier, and could not be counted on.
'I am so tired...'
'I will shut my eyes for a while, and also think about what to do tomorrow.'
He originally planned to have a heart-to-heart talk with An Le at the charity concert, but now that this ss had happened, Yan Huan suddenly felt a bit afraid to do so.
'If An Le cos prepared and ambushes an old comrade who has lived two lives like ... with pleasure occupying the lower house, causing the lower house to attack the upper house...'
'And then, if I exhibit so unsavory reactions in public during a rather large-scale charity concert...'
'Then my career as the President of the Far Moon Student Council would probably be over (Sadness).'
Closing his eyes to rest, thinking about these random things, Yan Huan failed to realize that his thoroughly exhausted body was gradually dragging his consciousness sinking into sleep.
It wasn't long before his breathing while lying on the bed actually beca steady and regular.
anwhile, to his side, the dreamy-eyed Ye Shiyu rely stared at him blankly.
After watching him for a long ti, her eyelids also seed to beco heavy.
She struggled for a few seconds before finally closing her eyes. After laboriously shifting closer to Yan Huan, she too fell into a deep slumber.
"Whoosh... Whoosh..."
Inside the room, the central air conditioner blew out a comfortably warm breeze, dispelling the chill they would have felt from not sleeping under the covers.
Especially since the two of them were sleeping so closely together at this mont, their body heat unknowingly began to transfer between them.
"..."
Only absolute silence remained in the room.
While outside the room, the rain kept falling.
"Mhm..."
'Did I fall asleep again?'
Amidst the haze, Yan Huan's consciousness rekindled as he thought this in his mind.
'It is fine, it does not feel like I slept for long. Waking up now should be just right.'
'I will let Ye Shiyu rest in the room while I take my phone and move a distance away from her to see if I can restore the signal.'
Keeping his eyes closed, Yan Huan fumbled for his phone and quickly grabbed it right by his head.
After getting ahold of his familiar phone, he finally opened his eyes, intending to check the current ti.
However, before he could raise the phone to unlock the screen...
Right before him, leaning against the morning light, Ye Lan's face crashed into his field of vision.
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