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 is very strange.

Anyone could have been involved, but it was Lei Zhanxing.

This was something Jiang Nian had never considered. This explained why Fu Qing couldn't find the surveillance footage; who could find evidence against him in the hands of the student council president, who practically held absolute power?

Jiang Nian stopped, his hand gripping the tent flap, looking at Lei Zhanxing with a strange expression.

And putting everything else aside, the strangest thing was Lei Zhanxing's attitude.

How could he be so "generous"?

It was as if those perverted things had nothing to do with him.

Lei Zhanxing, who had previously warned Jiang Nian, looked down on him, and thought he was only good for scheming, was actually secretly molesting him.

Jiang Nian couldn't help but shudder and asked, "Are you Lei Zhanxing?"

"The real deal." Lei Zhanxing smiled again. This time, Jiang Nian's previous refined demeanor wasn't a mistake; he did indeed seem more approachable than before. Even in the darkness, Lei Zhanxing's gaze pierced Jiang Nian's frightened eyes. He said, "If I'm not Lei Zhanxing, then who is?"

Lei Zhanxing stood up, and Jiang Nian involuntarily took a few steps back, but Lei Zhanxing quickly grabbed her hand. Lei Zhanxing was so tall that he had to bend down, bringing his face close to Jiang Nian's. Their breaths mingled, and Lei Zhanxing could see Jiang Nian avert her eyes, looking away. He laughed again,

but this time it was filled with a sense of oppression.

He said slowly, "Baby, you don't know how much I miss you, how much I want to be close to you, to kiss you, to possess you, but I can't."

Lei Zhanxing straightened up, pulled Jiang Nian a few steps, and with a slight tug, Jiang Nian fell into his arms. Lei Zhanxing sat on the travel-sized folding bed with Jiang Nian in his arms. He stroked Jiang Nian's smooth black stockings with his large hand and said softly, "I know you're afraid of me."

"You must be thinking, how could there be someone like me? I'm so annoying."

"Right, baby?"

Jiang Nian knew that he couldn't break free from Lei Zhanxing no matter what, so he gave up the futile struggle. In addition, he was really curious about why Lei Zhanxing treated him like that when he clearly had feelings for him. So Jiang Nian nodded and said, "You know that, why don't you let go of me?"

"I won't let go. That's why I can't let go of you. I know you have too many questions. It's okay, I'll explain to you." Lei Zhanxing held Jiang Nian's chin with his large hand, tilted his head, and kissed Jiang Nian's cheek.

“Baby, the moment I saw you, I was overcome with a demonic desire.”

Lei Zhanxing lowered his eyelids, obscuring most of his eyes, his gaze fixed intently on every subtle change in Jiang Nian’s face. He continued, “I fell in love with you at first sight.”

“But this is something I can’t control.”

“I can only try to get close to you, but there’s so little time. I’m so sorry, so I became a bit aggressive and scared you.” Lei Zhanxing rested his chin on Jiang Nian’s neck and sighed, “He found out about this, so I have even less time to get close to you.”

“He’s different from me. I was born because of you. He’s been pulled along by worldly constraints and has become inarticulate. Don’t blame him; he loves you just as much as I do.”

“Of course, you can hate him, just don’t hate me. Actually, my relationship with him isn’t that great.”

“Who is he?” Jiang Nian sensed something was wrong.

"No way..."

Lei Zhanxing's Adam's apple bobbed with pleasure, seemingly amused by Jiang Nian's words. His body trembled, and he could no longer maintain his composure. He opened his mouth and bit Jiang Nian's fair neck, applying force for only a moment before becoming ambiguous, grinding his teeth against the delicate skin.

Jiang Nian felt his neck become wet. He used his slender, soft hands to push Lei Zhanxing's cheek away. He didn't know what Lei Zhanxing was excited about, why he had become so frightening.

Seeing Jiang Nian's unwillingness, Lei Zhanxing regretfully released his mouth, grabbed Jiang Nian's wrist, sighed, and said, "You've already guessed, haven't you, clever baby?"

His suspicions confirmed by Lei Zhanxing, Jiang Nian frowned, saying incredulously, "He is you, so you have a mental illness?"

Everything now made sense.

The Lei Zhanxing who liked him and the Lei Zhanxing who hated him existed simultaneously, which was why his behavior was so contradictory.

“Yes, baby, didn’t I just say that? I was born because of you.” Lei Zhanxing’s kiss landed on Jiang Nian’s eyebrows this time. He used to be a perfectly normal person, but the moment he saw Jiang Nian, his rationality and sensibility were torn apart, creating two separate individuals.

As the other side of “Lei Zhanxing,” he was no longer strict with himself, but instead became unrestrained, acting as he pleased. However, the difference was that he possessed the memories of the other side, but the other side did not have his.

But if we’re talking about boldness, Lei Zhanxing felt that, after all, they were the same person, and in terms of boldness, his other side might not be inferior to him.

“Ah… time’s up, what a pity, baby, see you later.”

Lei Zhanxing seemed to sense something, said goodbye to Jiang Nian, and then, in the next instant, the usual Lei Zhanxing opened his eyes.

Soft.

Like cotton candy.

This was Lei Zhanxing’s first impression.

He saw Jiang Nian, who had troubled him in both dreams and reality. Like the embodiment of a disturbing erotic dream, making him no longer like himself.

And at this moment, his lips were still on Jiang Nian’s brow bone.

Lei Zhanxing's expression instantly turned serious. He distanced himself from Jiang Nian, only then realizing that he had not only kissed her but also held her tightly. His hand felt the soft, boneless softness of her wrist, as if it could break with any further pressure.

He felt as if he had touched a hot potato. He put Jiang Nian aside and hurriedly stood up, but even in his panic, he refused to show weakness in front of her.

With a serious expression, straight back, and a steady tone, he said, "Jiang Nian, didn't I tell you? Don't try to seduce me; it's useless."

Jiang Nian didn't know what expression to make. She should pretend she knew nothing and leave, but what about next time? Another Lei Zhanxing would still appear and bother him again.

He had to resolve this once and for all; he couldn't let the mission go awry.

So Jiang Nian said tactfully, "I didn't seduce you."

"It's you, you're harassing me, and I'm confused too. Lei Zhanxing, do you know that?"

"I don't like this, and I don't like you either. Can you... control yourself?"

These merciless words not only denied another side of Lei Zhanxing, but also denied Lei Zhanxing himself. It's unclear which word, or perhaps every single word, struck Lei Zhanxing, but his expression instantly faltered, becoming fierce and sinister.

This Lei Zhanxing was undoubtedly terrifying.

Jiang Nian immediately shut her mouth.

But Lei Zhanxing quickly regained his composure. He looked at Jiang Nian with an ambiguous expression and said, "You're confused?"

"Jiang Nian, I'm confused too. There's something I've never understood. Can you give me an answer?"

"What?" Jiang Nian didn't understand what Lei Zhanxing was confused about.

But Lei Zhanxing stopped talking. He took out his phone and sent a message. After doing so, he said to Jiang Nian, "I'll tell you. In exchange, you have to tell me too."

"...You're sick, Lei Zhanxing." Jiang Nian had no choice but to tell the truth.

But Lei Zhanxing didn't listen.

Jiang Nian wanted to leave, and Lei Zhanxing didn't stop her. But when Jiang Nian stepped out of the tent, she understood why. The tent was surrounded by student council members, all tall and imposing, silently looking at Jiang Nian. Their

eyes were filled with apology.

But Jiang Nian knew she couldn't get out of their sight, so she had no choice but to return to the tent, feeling dejected. Lei Zhanxing seemed to know Jiang Nian had returned. Neither of them spoke, and the tent was silent for a moment.

After a while, the voices of Fu Qing and the others came from outside the tent. They were calling Jiang Nian's name. It seemed they had discovered that Jiang Nian wasn't on the grassland.

Jiang Nian was about to respond when she met Lei Zhanxing's calm and collected eyes. Then Jiang Nian understood and decided not to waste her energy.

After an unknown amount of time, Lei Zhanxing, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "Alright, come with me."

Come? Where to?

A roar suddenly echoed across the vast grassland. Under the moonlight, a small family helicopter appeared in the sky, its massive blast of air churning across the grass. It landed some distance from the tent area.

Lei Zhanxing took Jiang Nian's hand; the strong wind whipped Jiang Nian's hair into a mess. Lei Zhanxing led him onto the helicopter.

Fu Qing stood by the campfire, watching the helicopter ascend, a thoughtful look in his eyes. That was the Lei family's helicopter. What was Lei Zhanxing going to do at this time?

He hadn't had time to ponder it further.

Xu Haiyuan, standing beside him, told him to focus on finding Jiang Nian.

Fu Qing had no choice but to suppress his unease and turn his gaze back to the crowd.

Goodness, where did you hide?

Unlike the long bus ride, the helicopter flight only took about half an hour before returning to Frode Academy. The helicopter landed in a designated area. Lei Zhanxing didn't say a word to Jiang Nian the entire way, but contrary to his cold demeanor, he held Jiang Nian's hand tightly the whole time.

The streetlights in the academy were on. Jiang Nian followed Lei Zhanxing for a while, finally unable to resist asking, "Lei Zhanxing, where are you taking me?"

"My dormitory,"

Lei Zhanxing replied simply.

After walking for more than ten minutes, they finally arrived at a small villa. This was Lei Zhanxing's residence at Frode Academy. The vast class difference was undisguised.

Using a card to open the door, Lei Zhanxing led Jiang Nian through the hall and up the stairs to the door of a room at the very end of the second-floor corridor.

Here, Lei Zhanxing finally released his hand. He took a deep breath, then exhaled, and said to the bewildered Jiang Nian, "Push open this door and go in to take a look."

Jiang Nian hesitated for a moment, but Lei Zhanxing's expressionless gaze made Jiang Nian grit his teeth, step forward, and gently turn the doorknob. The door wasn't locked and opened easily. It was

pitch black inside, with only moonlight filtering through the gauze window.

Jiang Nian stood by the door, afraid to go in.

He felt there was something inside he shouldn't see.

Lei Zhanxing coldly said from behind, "Turn on the light."

Jiang Nian trembled, his slender fingers pressing the switch, his fingertips turning white from the force. The ornate lights switched on instantly, illuminating the entire room with soft white light.

The room was empty, devoid of any other furniture, except for a huge wooden cabinet leaning against the corner and a dark chair in the center.

But that wasn't the point.

The point was on the surrounding walls.

The walls were covered with countless photos, so densely packed they were almost impenetrable. Even the ceiling was covered, large and small, but without exception, the person in every photo was Jiang Nian.

Jiang Nian was speechless with shock; his legs even felt weak, and he wanted to escape.

The photos showed smiles Jiang Nian himself didn't even know had appeared in them, or him eating with others, playing around, or being affectionate.

He was sitting by the lake, feeding swans with food in his palm.

He was sitting in the classroom, his head drooping sleepily.

And then there were the more subtle ones.

He was sleeping on his bed, his beautiful eyes closed, his hands beside his cheeks, looking incredibly docile.

He was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, white foam covering his lips, his eyes still sleepy.

And even more outrageous… he was looking down, his hair clinging to his neck, water droplets sliding down his pale back, disappearing into the crevices.

And these were just the tip of the iceberg.

“Don’t be afraid, I only took this one picture. Later, Tan Shisheng used tricks to live with you, so I stopped taking pictures in the bathroom.” Having seemingly switched personalities again, Lei Zhanxing tore the disturbing photo off the wall and shoved it into Jiang Nian’s hand.

But these words didn’t reassure Jiang Nian.

Holding the photo, he felt fear, disgust, and finally, rage. He crumpled the photo into a ball and threw it at Lei Zhanxing’s face,

yelling, “Lei Zhanxing, you pervert!”

But then he became serious again.

Lei Zhanxing sneered, “Pervert?”

“There are even more perverted ones.”

Lei Zhanxing pulled Jiang Nian to a wooden cabinet in the corner. He opened the cabinet door, revealing a jumble of things: a few worn clothes, a half-used eraser, a few-eaten cookies, a box made of gold thread containing a few strands of black hair, and other things Jiang Nian didn’t recognize.

Jiang Nian’s face turned deathly pale, unable to utter a word.

Seeing Jiang Nian like this, Lei Zhanxing laughed—not the gentle laugh feigned by another personality, but a wild, hateful laugh. He said, "You must be very surprised, Jiang Nian."

"This room is full of you and your things."

"You must want an answer, and so do I. One afternoon, I opened this room, and at that moment, I was even more shocked than you."

That moment was like opening Pandora's box, releasing the darkest demon within Lei Zhanxing's heart.

His world changed forever.

Lei Zhanxing's life was glamorous and domineering, but also fixed. His family placed high hopes on him, allowing no room for error. Every step he took was predetermined, and he performed admirably; everything was under his control.

Until Jiang Nian appeared.

Like a train on a single track, a future suddenly appeared ahead that captivated him, making him want to abandon everything to board that derailed track and be with Jiang Nian forever.

Lost in thought, Lei Zhanxing's hand suddenly clenched, making Jiang Nian uncomfortable. But Lei Zhanxing didn't stop talking; his sharp eyes were fixed on Jiang Nian's flustered face. He said, "I thought someone was playing a joke on me."

"But who would dare joke with me?"

Lei Zhanxing paused, then continued, "So I knew I was sick."

"And you, you are the source of my illness."

"I don't like anything that makes me lose control. My first reaction is to tell you to get lost, but I can't do it. I can't. There's no other way; I can only keep myself away from you."

"And you? You keep appearing before me, acting cute and flirtatious, challenging my self-control."

Lei Zhanxing's tone was indifferent, but Jiang Nian could hear the barely suppressed emotion beneath his voice—a long-dormant volcano, its lava churning under a spark, ready to erupt at any moment, perhaps... right now.

"So can you give me an answer?"

Lei Zhanxing's tone suddenly changed.

His handsome face became terrifying at this moment. Lei Zhanxing pulled Jiang Nian up slightly, his eyes fixed on hers like a merciless eagle eyeing a helpless hare. Lei Zhanxing said slowly, "Tell me, should I continue to restrain myself and get my life back on track?"

"Or... stop restraining myself?"

And then, without hesitation, possess you.

My... Jiang Nian.

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