Upstairs.
Xiao Jinghuan locked himself in the bathroom.
Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at the exquisite woman. She was clearly as beautiful as when she had just dressed up, but why did she look like a soulless Barbie doll at this moment?
She cupped her face and blinked her watery eyes. A faint sigh escaped from her beautiful lips and teeth as she muttered,
" Xiao Jinghuan, Xiao Jinghuan, you're really poisoned. Whenever you encounter something related to Shao Feng, you'll lose your soul and become completely unlike yourself…"
"You can't do this anymore. You can do it in the past, but you can't do it in the future. Did you know?"
" Because you can't hurt the man who loves you deeply. Because any action that you show to remember him might cause serious psychological damage to him."
