The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

"Because of her repressed emotions, her normal life is hindered in many ways, and she is even unable to have normal contact with men."

"Shouldn't repression be a desire for contact with the opposite sex?"

"Some things reach their extreme and then reverse. When the level of repression reaches its limit, the level of fantasy that follows will also soar to its limit, and the men in reality will naturally become unbearably filthy."

Xu Zhixiao was about to say, standing next to her phone, that it was all bullshit.

But it's purely a case of obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness, which was influenced by the lifestyle habits of his parents.

But as she pondered this, she fell silent.

Because even she herself knows that being influenced by her parents is purely a matter of stubbornness.

Because if it were truly just a matter of germaphobia, then she should also dislike any intimate contact with Lu Yuan.

The reason I don't dislike long distances.

Or perhaps it was because Lu Yuan truly fulfilled all the conditions she had imagined.

He understands rock music, shares the same interests, supports her ideas, and is loyal and compassionate.

Actually, Xu Zhixiao's situation is not difficult to analyze.

Those who truly understand Xu Zhixiao's past can easily analyze this psychological factor.

But here comes the most crucial question.

"How could Shang Qingya know me so well?"

Xu Zhixiao looked at Shang Qingya on her phone and felt increasingly uneasy.

So she asked, "Host, is your friend a boy or a girl?"

"It's a boy."

How old are you?

"He seems to be over thirty."

At first glance, these conditions really had nothing to do with Xu Zhixiao.

But upon closer listening, it turns out that's not the case.

Because Shang Qingya said in the live stream, "My friend's condition has even deteriorated to the point where he has to eat imported food."

This is me!

Xu Zhixiao was certain that Shang Qingya was telling her own story.

As for why men in their thirties?

That must be because they want to protect their privacy.

So I picked a few key elements and wove them into a story as an example.

As for imported food, that's clearly just the storyteller's twisted sense of humor.

Who would have such a perverse sense of humor?

Xu Zhixiao could guess who it was even with her toes.

"How could Lu Yuan possibly be with Shang Qingya?"

Xu Zhixiao never expected this, no matter how much she planned.

Shang Qingya actually made a comeback?

Without even having time to consider why she had made a comeback, Xu Zhixiao opened her chat history, observed "Moon's" chat habits, and then curiously scrolled up to the group chat to find Shang Qingya's early chat input habits.

For example, Shang Qingya dislikes breaking a long paragraph into smaller sentences like young people do; instead, she writes down a complete paragraph and marks it with punctuation.

So, the love potion was something Shang Qingya created herself?

Actually, the love potion isn't that important anymore.

That stuff itself is useless; it doesn't even have the most basic hallucinogenic properties.

"But it seems like I've taught her quite a lot."

As Xu Zhixiao scrolled through the chat history, she felt as if the sky was falling.

The world has been so cruel to her.

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The notification sounded as the live stream ended, and Shang Qingya casually tapped to close the stream.

The computer screen went dark instantly, and the chatter in the live stream fell silent. A faint woody scent of aromatherapy lingered in the room, the tarot cards on the table were neatly put away in their storage box, and the microphone and fill light were turned off.

Only a warm yellow floor lamp remained in the living room, casting a soft halo of light.

The live stream lasted a full three hours, and my brain was constantly working at high speed.

Although Lu Yuan taught her that she didn't need to be so professional, she was still very professional and would analyze the astrological chart and cards very seriously, keeping her very focused.

She took off her headphones, raised her hand to press her throbbing temples, her neck still a little stiff. As she took off her loose loungewear, she put on a soft cardigan and walked into the open kitchen.

The warm glow of the kitchen ceiling light came on, and the refrigerator door was gently opened, releasing a rush of cold air.

This contains fresh ingredients: a bunch of romaine lettuce, a few tomatoes, and two eggs.

The dishes look familiar.

I quickly made a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

She carried her bowl to the dining room, sat down at the table, and ate slowly by the soft light of the floor lamp, without turning on the main lights.

After finishing dinner, she put the dishes in the sink, the warm water flowing and the sponge wiping the bowls, the water splashing as she washed the dishes clean, drained them and put them in the cupboard, then wiped the stove clean and put the remaining ingredients back in the refrigerator.

The mundane and ordinary daily life.

Lu Yuan was already asleep by now. After finishing her meal, she didn't go to sleep immediately, but instead quietly studied at her desk.

After the study session ended, she calmly walked into Lu Yuan's room, just as she always did.

I tucked the blanket around him.

Then he took out the key and unlocked the chain.

Yes, the chains have been unlocked.

After such an ordinary meal, on the eleventh day after drinking the potion, with three days left until success.

She unlocked the lock on Lu Yuan's wrist.

Lu Yuan was fast asleep and showed no reaction to regaining his freedom.

After Shang Qingya finished doing all this, she took out a lot of figurines and toys from the cabinet and placed them on Lu Yuan's bedside table.

Then he took out a piece of paper: "I'm sorry, Lu Yuan, I imprisoned you. I admit that all my actions were selfish, but fortunately the result is good. The potion worked."

I had a wonderful time with you, and I'm so happy.

You definitely had the opportunity to report me to the police, but you didn't.

You're always so soft-hearted, just like when you rescued me from the rooftop back then.

I finally see how much you like me, thank you.

After writing all this, Shang Qingya didn't say anything more. Instead, she took out a new cell phone and placed it next to Lu Yuan's bed.

Then he turned around and placed the induction cooker and hot pot on the table, and washed the vegetables and placed them on the table.

Lu Yuan once helped Shang Qingya celebrate her new life with a mobile phone and a hot pot meal.

She then put on a coat and went outside, hailing a car when she reached the roadside.

The only thing she said when she got in the car was, "Driver, to the nearest police station."