I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Shen Youyao shook her head, her voice soft but firm: "Thank you, Aunt Tian, ​​but no need."

"What if... Gu Yan-ge comes back and can't find me? He'll be worried."

"It'll only take a little while, it won't take any time."

"Mr. Gu is probably not ready for the time being..."

Aunt Tian wanted to persuade her again.

But her words came to an abrupt halt when she met Shen Youyao's unusually firm and determined heterochromatic eyes hidden behind her glasses.

There was an almost stubborn waiting in those eyes.

Aunt Tian could only sigh inwardly and give up.

Shen Youyao turned her head and continued to look at the path that Gu Yan had taken when she left, deep inside the amusement park.

The rain made distant objects appear somewhat blurry.

The girl thought to herself.

If Gu Yan sees that my clothes are wet... will he feel even a little bit sorry for me?

I think so.

He is so gentle.

Maybe, like before, he'll pat my head and say, "Why were you so careless?"

Just imagining that scene, the warmth of Gu Yan's fingertips and the reassuring touch of her palms as they stroked her hair...

A faint, yet incredibly beautiful smile involuntarily appeared on Shen Youyao's pale face.

"What a poor little thing."

A cold voice sneered in her heart, "The boy you like is on a date with another woman, and all you can do is stand here like an idiot, praying he'll come back and pat you on the head..."

"Poor thing, so pitiful."

"Gu Yan was just playing around with Miss Chen, he probably... didn't mean anything by it."

Shen Youyao's body stiffened, and she subconsciously refuted him in her mind.

"madness."

"Just for fun?"

The voice in my head, filled with undisguised mockery and anger, asked, "Who is this Cecilia Chen?"

"If she wasn't interested in Gu Yan, would she have let him push her wheelchair to the amusement park?"

"The way she looks at Gu Yan is noticeably different?"

Do you understand?

"Shen Youyao, are your eyes just for decoration?"

"Or have you lost your mind due to your own stupidity?"

A series of sharp questions pierced Shen Youyao's heart like needles.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She felt a lump in her throat and her eyes started to burn again.

"Alright! Stop putting on that stupid, half-crying face in front of me!"

"It's so annoying to look at!"

The voice impatiently interrupted her tears, "Alright, I'll give you one more chance."

"Lend me your body for a little while."

"I guarantee I'll make your boyfriend, Gu Yan, look at you in a new light and make him even more attracted to you."

"How is it?"

Upon hearing the suggestion again, Shen Youyao's heart pounded violently.

She was starting to waver.

Although she didn't want to admit it on the surface, seeing Gu Yan and Miss Chen going out together, did the latter really have no feelings for Gu Yan at all?

She is really, really sad right now.

Perhaps I really need some help?

Relying on oneself seems to mean forever hiding in a corner, watching others get closer to him.

But what if I lend it out and it's never coming back?

Is that still Shen Youyao?

"rest assured."

"Given my current condition, I'm not yet able to completely take over this body."

You can come back anytime you want.

"And I've already said it, I am you."

Why would I hurt myself?

Seemingly sensing her fear, the voice in her mind softened a bit, but still carried that condescending tone.

silence.

A long silence.

Only the evening breeze blowing across the damp ground brought a touch of coolness.

Just when she thought it was all over again and was preparing to go into hiding for the time being.

"...Just for a little while."

Shen Youyao's timid, trembling, and desperate voice softly echoed in my heart.

"What did you say?"

The voice in my head seemed somewhat surprised.

"...I'll only lend it to you for a little while."

Shen Youyao repeated, her fingers gripping the wet hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"Oh……"

A soft laugh echoed in her mind, carrying satisfaction and a hint of barely perceptible excitement.

"As you wish."

The next second, Shen Youyao felt as if her consciousness was gently pushed into a warm darkness. She didn't feel uncomfortable, just a drowsy feeling.

Her vision blurred for a moment, and control of her body was quietly shifting.

Aunt Tian, ​​who was standing next to her, was looking down at her phone when she suddenly sensed a very subtle change in the girl's aura.

She subconsciously looked up.

Shen Youyao was still standing there, holding an umbrella, her head slightly lowered.

But for some reason, Aunt Tian felt that the girl's habitually hunched posture seemed to have straightened up a little bit.

Behind the glasses, those lowered heterochromatic pupils seemed to flash with a completely different, cold and sharp light for a fleeting moment, so fast it was like an illusion.

Aunt Tian rubbed her eyes, and when she looked again, Shen Youyao had already raised her head and was looking at her.

It was still that timid face, and those same thick-rimmed black glasses.

"Aunt Tian."

Shen Youyao spoke, her voice seemingly a little clearer than usual, her expression adding a playful touch, "Could you find me a mirror?"

Aunt Tian was taken aback when Shen Youyao suddenly asked for a mirror.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the girl in front of her...

The person she gives off has completely changed.

It was clearly the same face, the same glasses, the same faded old clothes, but there was something inexplicably different about it.

It seems... she suddenly has a more composed demeanor, a feeling that Aunt Tian only had when accompanying Miss to certain top-tier ancient Western European family dinners.

I've felt that in those aristocratic ladies who have inherited their traditions for thousands of years, whose very being is etched with elegance and aloofness.

"What's wrong, Aunt Tian?"

Shen Youyao tilted her head slightly and gave her a faint smile.

"N-nothing!"

"Miss Shen, please wait a moment, I'll go find it right away."

Aunt Tian snapped out of her daze and quickly shook her head.

She thought to herself, "I must be getting senile. How could Miss Shen suddenly change like this?"

It must have been because of the poor lighting from the rain earlier that I couldn't see clearly.

Soon, a clean full-length mirror was brought over by the staff.

Shen Youyao stood in front of the mirror, quietly looking at herself in the mirror.

The girl reflected in the mirror was still wearing those thick-rimmed black glasses, an ill-fitting old T-shirt and jeans, a small patch of her chest damp from the rain, the fabric clinging to her body and outlining her breathtakingly full figure.

Her features were still exquisite, but they carried traces of timidity.

But her eyes changed. They were no longer evasive, downcast, and filled with fear.

The heterochromatic pupils behind the lenses.

If you look closely now, you'll notice that the one that was originally pure ice blue has a faint, almost imperceptible dark red tinge seeping into the edge of its pupil.

Calmly, with a scrutinizing and playful air, he examined the image in the mirror.

Her chest, which she habitually hunched over, straightened, and her slightly hunched back relaxed.

His overall demeanor remained conservative, yet he inexplicably exuded an undeniable presence.

While it might not be considered noble, its physical constitution is certainly quite good.

She is the kind of absolute beauty who can arouse the primal desires of most men.

Shen Youyao gently curled the corners of her lips, revealing a satisfied smile that was completely different from her original personality.

"It should be... coming soon."

She raised her head, her gaze falling in the direction Gu Yan had left. Her red lips parted slightly, and she murmured in a voice only she could hear.