The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

It was nearly 1 a.m. when Wei Lan was extremely sleepy.

Wei Lan couldn't sleep well at the hospital, and there were Lu and Xie upstairs. She couldn't go into the dormitory at this hour either, so she decided to take Ye Hehua to her house to stay for the time being.

"Why hasn't Sheng Sheng come back yet..." she wondered, and was about to go out to check when she received a message on her phone.

Wen Yisheng sent it, just four simple words.

I'm going back now.

Wei Lan: ?

Wen Yisheng is not the kind of person who leaves without saying goodbye.

She called.

The connection was quickly established on the other end as well.

Wei Lan hurriedly asked, "Where are you? The dorms are closed at this hour. I'm planning to take Huahua to my place to stay. You can come too! I have plenty of rooms, so it would be nice to sleep together."

She said it wasn't necessary, that she was with Wen Zhi, and told her and Ye Hehua to be careful on the road, then hung up...

The voice on the phone was indeed Wen Yisheng's, and there was nothing unusual about it.

But why are they walking together again?

Wen Zhi remembered everyone else, but surprisingly, he forgot about Wen Yisheng…

Their relationship is really complicated now...

When Wen Zhi woke up with amnesia, Wen Yisheng chose to keep it a secret without explaining.

Does this count as a formal breakup?

-

The moon was bright and the stars were few; the night seemed to pass unusually slowly.

As the car drove away from the city, the magnificent city buildings, brightly lit at night, seemed to be left behind, growing farther and farther away.

Wen Yisheng hung up the phone, glanced at the unfamiliar road scenery outside the car, and sat up straight: "Do as you said, and don't hurt anyone else."

Wen Zhi held the steering wheel with one hand. After the car turned a corner, he glanced at her, raised an eyebrow slightly, and said nothing.

The scenery outside the window stood still, and the car suddenly stopped.

Wen Yisheng looked around at the completely unfamiliar roadside. It was the middle of the night, and it would be a lie to say she wasn't scared.

"Where is this?"

"What exactly do you want?"

Her voice rose, as if she were angry, or perhaps she was using it to bolster her courage and mask her panic with the volume.

The emotions in Wen Zhi's eyes were unreadable; he pulled out a...

Black ribbon?

What is it used for?

Love turned to hate.

So he took her to the wilderness.

Unable to have the one he loved, he decided to strangle her? To rape her first and then kill her?

This.

This... is something he's perfectly capable of doing!!

Thinking of this, Wen Yisheng's breathing became somewhat erratic.

"Wen Zhi...you beast!" she cursed.

She was in a hurry to go out at night and didn't even tie her hair up.

Her long, soft hair cascaded down, accentuating her delicate face. Her porcelain-white, dark, and bright almond-shaped eyes held a stubborn composure that seemed to say, "I'm not afraid of you."

Wen Zhi looked at her and smiled.

He leaned closer to her, and she instinctively felt uneasy, covering her chest with her arms and shrinking towards the car door.

"Why are you hiding? Would I ever hurt you?" He patted the top of her head, as if to comfort her.

Wen Yisheng felt even more panicked.

But this time there was no pepper spray.

She was like a hamster trapped in a cage, running around on a wheel, which served no purpose other than wasting her energy.

Never mind, I suddenly calmed down.

She met his eyes: "What exactly did you bring me here for? Stop scaring me, it's so boring."

"Nothing much, just showing you around."

"Tired? Take a walk around and then go home to sleep." Wen Zhi's expression was gentle as he picked up the ribbon.

You guessed wrong.

The ribbon wasn't used to strangle her; it was used to blindfold her.

The soft black blindfold ribbon covered her eyes and was tied behind her head.

After driving for a while, the road became increasingly bumpy, and Wen Yisheng could clearly feel the jolting in the passenger seat.

Where exactly are we taking her?

The car stopped shortly afterward.

Her hands and feet are still free.

And so, he opened the car door and helped her out.

Wen Yisheng's vision was pitch black; darkness amplifies all evil, so she could only cling to him.

"Aren't you afraid she'll reach out and take off the ribbon?" Wen Yisheng frowned, thinking.

"It's best not to pick them. If you happen to see something you shouldn't, I won't be the one who regrets it," he whispered in her ear.

His voice carried a strange, ambiguous laugh.

Wen Yisheng dared not remove it any longer; her heart pounded, and she gripped his hand tightly with her fingers: "Wen Zhi, is this your sincerity in pursuing me?"

Still pretending.

"Chasing you?" he asked gently. "Weren't you already mine?"

Wen Yisheng's lips were dry, but thankfully the ribbon covered half of her face so as not to reveal her emotions.

What exactly is he up to? Did he think of her? Or did he just hear something from someone else? I hope it's the latter.

"Hiss..." Wen Yisheng kicked a small stone and almost fell. The terrain here is really uneven.

"Do you want me to hug you?" Wen Zhi asked her.

Wen Yisheng was blindfolded and couldn't see the road. The lack of direction and the feeling of weightlessness from twisting her ankle were indeed very painful and unsettling for her.

She pursed her lips and nodded gently: "Hug."

In such situations, it's important to minimize the damage to yourself.

Anyway, I have no idea how many times he has taken advantage of me.

Wen Zhi reached out and pulled her into his arms; the soft, snug touch made him feel incredibly happy.

-

Wen Yisheng couldn't see, but he carried her for a short distance, not far, like the distance from the gate through the yard into the house.

"arrive."

Wen Zhi helped her sit on a chair and said, "You can take it off now."

Are you sure?

Wen Yisheng followed his voice, tilted her chin up to face him, her soft little face full of vigilance.

"Hmm, pick them yourself." He let out a short laugh.

He seemed amused by her adorable, wary expression.

"..."

Wen Yisheng took a deep breath. The ribbon wasn't tied tightly, and it came off with a tug.

A black ribbon was pulled off her eyes, the end hanging loosely by her ear.

Wen Yisheng slowly opened her eyes to adjust to the sudden light.

The room that came into view was a pure white and bright room, or rather... a laboratory.

The interior design has an industrial and technological feel, with large and small precision instruments and reagent test tubes neatly arranged on the snow-white laboratory tables.

The laboratory is clearly divided into sections; one side looks like it's used for conducting experiments.

On the other side was a stunning sci-fi scene. In mid-air, a virtual 3D illusion exactly like Wen Yisheng floated. Wen Yisheng knew that such holographic technology existed, but she was still startled to see an illusion modeled after herself.

All of these combinations together are too bizarre.

Wen Yisheng's eyes darted around and she saw several huge vessels on the other side of the experimental table.

The container contained an unidentified transparent liquid, probably formaldehyde, with deformed corpses floating inside. These were likely dissected animals, used to preserve the bodies from decay.

"...Ah!" She was really startled again.

Her legs went weak, and she shrank into Wen Zhi's arms, her fingertips gripping his clothes, her eyes welling up with tears: "Are you crazy...?"

"Why did you bring me here! I don't want this awful place, take me back!"

Wen Yisheng's wet eyes were filled with panic, her dark hair made her face look even paler, and her palms were sweaty.

She buried her face in his chest and closed her eyes tightly.

Wen Zhi looked down at her soft, dependent gaze and couldn't help but smile: "What are you afraid of? They're all dead anyway, they can't hurt you."

Wen Yisheng lost control of her emotions: "Only the dead are afraid. I'm not like you, you pervert..."

Wen Zhi interrupted her lazily, pointing with his finger: "That's the one that's alive."

Wen Yisheng froze.

What...

Her throat tightened, and she nearly choked.

She lifted her little face from his chest, trembling with fear and curiosity, and subconsciously followed his gaze.

Alive...?

Wen Yisheng breathed a sigh of relief when she saw what was there, but her heart jumped again upon closer inspection.