Standing in the bathroom, Teng Zichuan looked at himself in a mess in the mirror, and couldn't help complaining about himself.

At that moment, he could do nothing but watch her suffer.

Especially when he thought that he wanted to use her ability to help him find the murderer back then, he felt even more inhuman.

So Teng Zichuan looked at himself in the mirror, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are really useless, Teng Zichuan..."

*

After he sorted out his emotions, Teng Zichuan walked out of the bathroom slowly.

Gu Ruojiao was still sleeping.

His complexion looked better than before, but his brows were still tightly frowned.

He wanted to hold her hand.

But just after meeting her, the sleeping person shivered reflexively.

There was also a murmur of begging for mercy.

Teng Zichuan, who had already calmed down, had red eyes again.

It took almost all of his strength to suppress the anger and resentment in his heart.

Teng Zichuan took a deep breath.

He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the center of her brow until it was completely relaxed before withdrawing his hand.

Afterwards, he picked up the photo from the ground, which was so yellowed that the facial features of the person in the photo could hardly be seen due to the age.

Emotions are very complicated for a while.

Although I had already prepared in my heart that my father was dead.

But it still hurts when you really know the truth.

What is even more uncomfortable is knowing that he suffered all kinds of inhuman torture before his death.

It was harder to swallow than the news that he was dead.

Holding the photo, Teng Zichuan sat on the ground with his knees bent against the bedside table, with his head buried in his arms, silent for a long time.

*

An hour later, Gu Ruojiao woke up slowly.

Perhaps it was because the empathy was too intense this time, it took Gu Ruojiao several seconds to regain consciousness.

She moved her fingers, and her hand was held before turning over.

"Jiaojiao?" The man's voice was hoarse and deep.

Gu Ruojiao turned her head and saw Teng Zichuan looking at her with concern, with emotions in her eyes that she couldn't understand.

It's like a dark ocean, making people feel uneasy for no reason.

But at this moment, Gu Ruojiao only felt heartache.

She slowly reached out and touched the end of his eyes: "Teng Zichuan, are you scared by me?"

After finishing the words, Teng Zichuan leaned over and hugged her.

His shoulders were shaking, as if he was going to cry in the next second.

Gu Ruojiao hesitated for a moment, then patted his head: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

He kissed her on the brow: "No need to apologize, I'm just worried about your body."

Not mentioning the self-blame after worrying.

"Jiaojiao, is there a way to stop your ability?"

Gu Ruojiao shook her head.

If there is a way to get rid of this ability, she will be very grateful.

Teng Zichuan didn't say anything anymore, because he was afraid it would bring pressure to her.

"Do you feel any discomfort in your body?"

He was a little worried that accepting other people's emotions and torture for a long time would cause major physical or psychological trauma to her.

Gu Ruojiao felt it and shook her head.

Seeing his serious and dignified face again, as if he was dealing with something life-threatening, his heart was both distressed and uncomfortable.

She hugged him and deliberately acted like a baby with him in a soft voice.

"Don't be upset, I'm really fine, it's just that I feel a little uncomfortable at the moment, I'm Gu Ruojiao."

But Teng Zichuan was not easily taken away by her words.

Because this time she was unconscious for more than an hour.

And her empathy time is much longer than before, and she is much more painful and broken than before.

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