For a moment, Jian Ning wondered if Qiao Yu had experienced some inhumane tragic event in childhood, developing Stockholm syndrome, leading to personality splitting and even masochistic tendencies.
Seeing her silence, Qiao Yu suddenly bent down, his forehead resting on her pants, voice choked: “I knew it… I knew you found my love disgusting and embarrassing. But Hao, if you find it so disgusting, why did you agree to date me back then?”
“…” I’m not the real Song Hao, how would I know?
However, seeing Qiao Yu so devastated, Jian Ning couldn’t help thinking that if the plot given to her by the main personality was the alternate personality’s actual experience, then this Song Hao was so despicable that human language couldn’t describe him.
Just then…
Qiao Yu suddenly looked up: “Do you think I’m pitiful?”
Jian Ning’s brow furrowed, looking up and being startled, stepping back several steps.
“You… are you?” Has the main personality awakened???
Chapter 12: Painful Face
Qiao Yu frowned, concisely saying: “Help me untie.”
“……” Jian Ning silently opened the cage door, silently unlocked the chains, then retreated and sat on a nearby stool, silently watching him.
Qiao Yu slowly removed the ropes from his body, glanced at the chains on the ground, his furrowed brow deep enough to crush a mosquito: “Is this how you torture an alternate personality?”
Jian Ning looked bewildered.
What did this mean? Was she being too gentle or too harsh?
Qiao Yu’s face was stern, looking at Jian Ning with displeasure: “This way, not only will you not kill him, but you’ll stimulate his survival instinct.”
If this happened multiple times, his existence would be in danger; he might as well maintain the status quo!
“Ah?” Jian Ning instinctively sat up straight, also looking at the chains at his feet, conflicted: “I actually think I’m being quite cruel.”
He was already tied up with ropes, how much more could she do?
Thinking about this, Jian Ning couldn’t help but make a disgusted face. This alternate personality of Qiao Yu was truly annoying.
Kissing forcefully, acting like a pervert, unable to even understand who Song Hao was, becoming restless with just anyone slightly similar to Song Hao’s temperament – practically as foolish as can be.
Qiao Yu was irritated: “You still don’t understand my meaning.”
