you are my white moonlight

Jian Youqing fell asleep leaning against his arms, waking up from time to time, full of fear and guard against the surrounding environment.

It took a long time to calm down, and she would hold his hand tightly to gain a sense of security.

But when the illusion came up, she seemed to be a different person, crying and screaming, arguing to jump out of the car, and because of this, almost all the people in the car were in a car accident.

In the end, of course nothing happened, but Shao Tingchen was afraid for a while. He didn't understand why she had changed so much after only leaving for a while.

All his hopes were pinned on Lu Yan.

The car stopped in front of a villa by the sea.

There was only a dim light from a lamp upstairs, and you could hear the waves beating against the shore. Shao Tingchen got out of the car with Jian Youqing in his arms, and there was no one to answer him in the huge villa.

"I like to live alone, you can do whatever you want."

So Shao Tingchen didn't even change his shoes, he didn't come here as a guest!
"Where is the doctor you invited? You know she won't last long." Zhao Quan put the gun in Lu Yan's temple. He motioned Shao Tingchen to carry him upstairs and pushed open a door.

There was only one person, with a white face and blue pupils, he looked like a teenager at first, and his tall figure was wearing a white coat.

"I've heard about everything." He smiled and stepped forward, speaking fluent English, "Mr. Shao, have you ever heard of hypnosis?"

Most of Jian Youqing's hallucinations come from lost memories, reminding her of something, if everything is awakened, whether the problem can be solved easily.

He didn't want her to recall that nightmare, and hypnosis was considered witchcraft by him, but right now, he was in deep despair.

All roads are blocked.

Jian Youqing was still asleep, and she clutched his shirt tightly with the vague sleepiness.

Shao Tingchen gently put her on the bed, while she was still looking for her hand, he bent down and kissed her forehead lightly, "I will be with you."

His words had magic power, and Jian Youqing really calmed down, the next second.

"Sorry, Mr. Shao still wants to invite you out. There are people with close feelings on the scene, and accidents are prone to happen."

Shao Tingchen really wanted to scold him for his fallacies, but he chose to believe in witchcraft, so why insist on these small issues.

Lu Yan's expression was equally heavy, and he wanted to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him, so Shao Tingchen turned around and left the room.

"It'll be fine," he said behind him.

As soon as Shao Tingchen walked to the corridor, he felt that time was running out, and Lu Yan was still explaining something in the room.

"Are you sure nothing will happen to her." He had to ask for a guarantee. He had no doubt that Shao Tingchen would kill him if he found out the truth, but if he really solved the problem, the result would be very different.

The man's thin lips raised, and his seemingly harmless smile sent chills down the spine, "Is that why you don't believe me? Or do you think her situation will be worse than it is now?"

Lu Yan pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. He took out the clock from his pocket, "She is still entering a severe stage. If she is left alone, she will go crazy for at most a week in the end."

"..."

"Even if I fail, I'll just advance the time." Looking at Lu Yan's livid face, he raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Don't worry, nothing will happen. I've waited a long time for this day."

Even this skill of his was practiced for her.

She is the obsession he pursued all his life.

Shao Tingchen couldn't hear any sound, his soul was suffering, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and he kept praying to heaven.Lu Yan was almost the same as him, and until a long time passed, no sound could be heard in the house.

Shao Tingchen panicked, and kicked open the door regardless of the obstruction. There was no figure of Jian Youqing, only the scattered papers filled the picture.

It's Jane Youqing's handwriting.

At the same time, the bright lights engulfed the night outside the house, and several people outside were holding guns, "Master, it's too late to turn around now."