Feng Qianjiu felt that he had done something extremely rude.

Because logically speaking, he shouldn't walk around in other people's rooms, especially girls' rooms.

But after hesitating for a long time.

The voice in his heart that looks like evil but not evil, like a devil but not a devil, has been bewitching him.

I kept saying to him: Come and have a look and see how she sleeps. You are such a coward standing so far!

He retorted: I can see when I stand here, why do I have to come forward?

That voice sneered and ridiculed: Stop deceiving yourself and others, what can you see clearly when you stand here? Don't you want to step forward and take a look, count her eyelashes one by one, and see how tender her little face is?

Feng Qianjiu said nothing.

He didn't want to lie at all on this matter.

If you say you don't want it, it must be false.

The Feng family and Dong family's tutoring are very strict. Even if Feng Qianjiu was unlucky in his childhood, the two elders did not relax their teaching. It is precisely because of this that he was taught that even after suffering, he still has the heart of a gentleman.

But under the bewitching of the inner demon, this gentleman's heart has already begun to waver.

He first moved tentatively towards Fanxing's bedside.

Move around.

Move, move to Fanxing's bed.

I thought about it seriously, why is this room so small? He was so small that he didn't have time to give himself a chance to regret it.

After moving over.

Feng Qianjiu was quiet, looking down at the stars in his sleep.

She can count her eyelashes one by one, and she can see exactly how matte her face is. Like a beautiful and squeamish doll, people can't help but want to stretch out and squeeze her face.

It must feel good, right?

The heart demon bewitched: Of course it's good.

Feng Qianjiu lowered his eyes, gently raised his fingers in front of him, his eyes falling on his fingertips.

He is a disabled person who has no way of contacting others. His mental illness is not healed, and he cannot overcome his own psychological obstacles.

He subconsciously felt that anyone would betray him, and physical touch would make him feel extremely uneasy. I am very afraid that once I touch it, I will involuntarily give trust, and then be betrayed and hurt.

The subconscious mind is like human instinct.

It is like a person falling into the water, even if he wants to seek his own short-sightedness, he will subconsciously flutter and struggle. This is the instinct of the subconscious mind that wants to save itself and it is hard to resist.

The voice in my heart was very rampant at this moment, and he said nonchalantly: But I just want to touch her face? What's so difficult about this.

Feng Qianjiu laughed bitterly at himself.

What's so difficult?

For him, it was really difficult.

Obviously it is something that a normal person can do easily. He has a disability, what can he do?

He obviously wants to be close to her, wants to trust her, wants to love her.

But he is...

Can't do it.

He was afraid of being betrayed and abandoned.

For what he likes, he can't help being very possessive.

But Fanxing has teachers, classmates, parents, friends, relatives, and even a childhood sweetheart. She has so many important things, then she might abandon him for other people or things at any time.

He has been given up twice by the closest person.

Once, it was the man who gave up his son for the so-called "true love".

Once, in order to fulfill the honor of the family, the two elders gave up on his kidnapping and investigated the bottom line and held accountable.

He doesn't want to be given up and betrayed.

I don't even want to hurt Fanxing because of my suspicion.

......If so, why not choose to monopolize her?

The evil thought in my heart suddenly asked after being silent for a long time.

The question was taken for granted and unambiguous, as if it were normal to say so.

... Since you like her, then monopolize her. What are teachers and classmates? What are parents and friends? Yin Zhu, what is it? Could it be that you didn't have that confidence to **** people from them?

...Why should you be afraid that she will abandon you and betray you in the future? Let her be completely separated from those who don't matter, leaving her only you in the whole world. At that time, she belongs to you alone, and you are her world!

Feng Qianjiu:...

Just... it sounds like, but it's so exciting.

Shi Fanxing's classmate who belongs to him alone.

Then he naturally no longer needs to be afraid of betrayal or not.

…Yes, if she dares to betray or escape, you can break her legs and imprison her beside you, what do you think?

Although the evil thoughts in my heart were so deceptive, Feng Qianjiu woke up in an instant.

Do not!

Absolutely not!

She betrayed, she fled, compared to breaking her legs...

He would rather bear the pain of betrayal!

But some thoughts, once a little bit came out, like spider silk, they began to grow savagely and madly.

And for the evil thoughts that came out of my heart, Feng Qianjiu was quite selective in eliminating all things that were not conducive to Fanxing.

Separate her from other irrelevant people, yes.

Break her leg, no way.

Let her belong to him alone, let her be a little lonely, yes.

Compulsively, like keeping a pet, tether her to her side, no way.

He can coax her, lie to her, beg her, stay by his side...

Right?

The demons born out of negative emotions are simply mmp.

Yes, yes, yes, Nima.

Damn, why is it so grind?

Just this chick, this is not okay, that is not okay, how did the demons grow up?

The road to becoming a devil originally started with unwillingness of the heart.

Especially the demon.

It was because the heart was unwilling to have a lot of negative emotions accumulated together, so the soul began to slowly split.

From normal people, the ugly demons split out, and then they assimilate with the demons. In the end, the whole person fell completely into a bottomless abyss, and there was no trace of goodwill.

Ugly demon:...

Oh, it’s not like you generally dislike the spicy chicken that breeds it.

Feng Qianjiu couldn't stand the bewitching after all.

So I did something more rude than walking around in a girl's room.

——He stretched out his hand and squeezed Fanxing's face.

It was softer than he had imagined.

tender.

Unexpectedly, the feeling of rushing to pierce the lungs and vomit.

Because he imagined her as his own, the moment he pinched her face, all his subconsciousness was filled with exclusivity. I was thinking about it, not that she would betray him, but...

She is his!

Only belongs to him! !

He squeezed it lightly, and immediately felt like a hot hand, and quickly withdrew his hand, for fear that Fanxing would suddenly wake up and be discovered.