Weird Fantasy Invasion

"Sit here and don't move. When you wake up, you should forget everything that happened now, and that's it."

"Yes"

After Yan Huan sat down, Ye Shiyu turned around and left, unlocked the door again, and walked out.

"Click."

Yan Huan glanced at the door, stretched the numbness on her body, and waited for the effect of the modifier to completely wear off.

After a few minutes, the numbness in Yan Huan's body disappeared like a tide, and exactly fifteen minutes had passed since the hypnosis began.

In just a moment, an extra memory appeared in his mind.

As she remembered, Ye Shiyu came and knocked on the door. After opening it, she took out her mobile phone and added Yan Huan as a friend. After chatting for a few words, she turned around and left.

For some reason, he felt a little sleepy after returning to the room, so he prepared to sit down and rest for a while, but he almost fell asleep.

In a daze, he heard a message from Vice President Sakuramiya on his phone, but because he was too sleepy, he refused to answer the call and sent a message that he would never send on normal days.

After receiving a strange question from Vice President Sakuramiya, he belatedly withdrew his words until now when he was completely sober.

Yan Huan chewed on the extra memories in his mind and couldn't help feeling a little shocked.

The key is not only that Ye Shiyu's modifier can add memories, but also that these extra memories actually make Yan Huan feel that this is indeed something he can do and has done.

The memory perfectly covered up what happened in the past fifteen minutes, and Yan Huan felt that if he didn't have resistance, he would definitely not notice anything unusual.

Unless an unaffected third party points out the contradiction between memory and reality, it is possible that the individual who generates a memory out of thin air will become suspicious.

These modifiers are really cruel.

Yan Huan's expression became more serious. While looking at his fully recovered palm, he sorted out the details of what had just happened.

It seems that Ye Shiyu doesn't want me to stay, or, not only does she not want me to stay, but she even doesn't want me to have any contact with Ye Lan.

Well, if the modifier is related to desire, then Ye Shiyu uses the modifier to hypnotize herself in order to satisfy some of her own desires.

Desire, desire

Yan Huan unconsciously recalled what Aunt Chen had mentioned before, that Ye Shiyu would write her name on everything.

He raised his eyebrows, and a vague answer appeared in his mind, but at this moment, the door rang again.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

No, are you coming?

Yan Huan held onto the sofa and paused for a moment before asking,

"Which one?"

"Xiao Huan, it's Aunt Chen. I heated up some milk for you."

"coming."

Hearing this, Yan Huan completely relaxed his body and stood up to open the door.

Aunt Chen was smiling outside the door, holding a glass of milk. Not far behind her stood Ye Shiyu, who was also holding a glass of milk and looking at her expressionlessly.

One theory is that criminals often return to the crime scene to check on the situation.

Ye Shiyu was probably thinking the same thing. She was probably trying to confirm whether Yan Huan had noticed anything unusual after the effect ended.

"Here, both of you drink the milk. It will help you sleep. I added a little honey to it. Try it and see if you can accept it. If not, I will not add it tomorrow."

"No problem Aunt Chen."

Yan Huan acted as if he was not aware of what had just happened. Seeing that he looked normal, Ye Shiyu finally turned around and left contentedly with the milk.

Aunt Chen also said, "Xiao Huan, take it in and drink it. There are toothbrushes and toiletries in the bathroom. They are all new. If you need anything, just tell me."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Chen."

"Go to bed early, Xiao Huan."

Yan Huan took the milk and went back to the room. He put the milk on the table and took out his cell phone.

First, I opened the chat window of Ye Shiyu, whom I had just added. Since I had just added her, nothing had been posted there.

He thought about it and sent a message.

"Sister Shiyu, you can ask me any questions you have at school."

It is paired with a smiling expression that has a subtext in the previous life.

After a pause, an "OK" gesture came back from the other side.

The atmosphere was harmonious and friendly, as if the Japanese drama that just happened didn't exist.

Yan Huan leaned silently on the sofa, took a sip of milk, then suddenly remembered something and quickly opened the chat history of Vice President Sakuramiya.

There, a question mark stands out unusually.

Yan Huan couldn't help laughing. He opened the chat box and called out the emoticon list.

It is loaded with countless emoticon packages classified into categories, including cats, anime, pandas, and animated images.

His fingers slid quickly and skillfully, and he sent a sweaty cat emoji with the words,

"Feel sorry."

The other party is typing.

"Was the president's phone in someone else's hands just now?"

He replied immediately. Could it be that he was worried that he would be killed by the criminals?

An emoticon of a nodding cat was sent: "Yeah yeah."

"I'm working, a friend called back for me, I just had something to do."

By the way, am I too fond of sending emojis? I didn't even send one and Vice President Sakuramiya saw through it.

Well, but Vice President Sakuramiya knows everyone in the management very well, and she has a very good memory, so it is normal for her to be able to do something like this.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan typed and asked,

"What was that urgent matter you mentioned earlier?"

Following this sentence, there is also a cat emoji with a question mark.

The other party is typing.

But after a long time, there was no message or phone call - she preferred to communicate with people over the phone, and according to her, this way of communication was more efficient.

Just when Yan Huan was about to open other group chats to check and wait for her message, she said hesitantly,

"It's been resolved, President."

Yan Huan glanced at the chat box and sent the cat nodding emoticon that she had sent earlier.

"That's good. Go to bed early, Sakuramiya-san."

"Ok."

The milk was finished and the phone was thrown aside. Yan Huan's body finally relaxed a little and stretched out on the sofa.

"Meow~"

The chubby Miaojiang appeared quietly again, looking at him with his head tilted with concern.

Yan Huan glanced at it and reached out to pat the sofa beside him.

Miaojiang understood what he meant and jumped up, leaning her soft furry body against his arms.

Reaching out and stroking its soft fur, Yan Huan smiled helplessly.

"It seems that if we don't take action now, we may have no chance of survival, Meow-chan."

"Meow~"

Chapter 7 A Golden Lion

The windows in the house were not closed last night, and the curtains were slightly shaken by the morning breeze, waking up the boy in the bed.

Yan Huan opened his eyes hazily and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling. He felt his body heavy and numb all over.

This feeling brought back bad memories of last night, and he rubbed his brows helplessly.

"Ow~"

A hot black ball of fur struggled to crawl out from the warm bedding, shook its body on the edge of the bed, then leaned forward and backward to grab the sheets, opened its cat mouth and stretched lazily.

Yan Huan propped himself up a little, picked up the fully charged mobile phone on the bedside table, and found that it was already a little after nine o'clock.

After checking the time, he sighed, lay down again, and buried his head deeply in the pillow.

Last night he fell asleep thinking about how to deal with Ye Shiyu's modifier, which resulted in him having a nightmare.

He dreamed that he was standing on the edge of a cliff, and his body was moving uncontrollably towards the edge.

The feeling of knowing that he was in danger but unable to control himself was like torture, and it continued to shatter him.

No need to think about it, it was because he faced Ye Shiyu's modifier last night that made him unable to sleep well.

If I really live here for a long time, not only will I have to face Bo Yi's indifference at school, but I will also have to be hypnotized by Ye Shiyu when I go home.

Really, I feel like my life is over.

No, Derun.

Yan Huan turned his face toward the pillow, his head as heavy as iron as he thought.

The good thing was that he changed his mind yesterday due to a sense of crisis and did not agree to stay immediately; the bad thing was that he had to at least spend the weekend here.

Otherwise, if Yan Huan suddenly left without any reason, Ye Lan might just feel confused, but Ye Shiyu might notice something strange and guess that Yan Huan knew about the hypnosis last night.

So, I can only hold on a little longer.

"Hey"

Yan Huan sighed muffledly from the pillow.

Normally, even on weekends, he would get up very early and do morning exercises. But today, he was definitely not able to do it, so he just took it as a day off.

"Meow~"