Since Xiang Qi recovered his memory, his mental state has been very poor, his emotions are unstable, and he feels deep disgust and inferiority in himself. He is also a person with serious psychological cleanliness. Since that incident, he always feels dirty and ashamed of himself. After coming to the castle, he is always alone when he wakes up, but he wakes up from a nightmare every time he falls asleep, and then rushes into the bathroom, stands under the shower head with Yidai, dripping cold water, usually for a whole nightmare, until Lin Xiaoya wakes up the next day and finds out that he brings him out.

This situation has happened several times. Lin Xiaoya was worried that he would go crazy sooner or later if he continued like this, so he didn't dare to leave a step twenty-four hours a day. Lin Xiaoya followed Paris since childhood, and Paris didn't care much about secular ethics and moral norms. The children brought out of him didn't seem to know how to avoid suspicion between men and women, so during this period, they kept staring at Xiang Qi. The two of them ate and slept in the same room, and even stayed outside when taking a shower or going to the toilet. The door could only be covered so that she could rush in in time if there was any accident.

At first, Xiang Qi saw Lin Xiaoya coming from the next room with a pillow in her arms, and she couldn't help but look panicked and refused to let her go to bed. However, Lin Xiaoya was more stubborn than him, and even patted her chest confidently to ensure that she was quietly accompanying him, and to give him courage when he had nightmares and would never do anything strange.

Xiangqi hugged his head in distress and said his thoughts in a sad way: "Don't get close to me, I'm so dirty that I can't help but vomit every time I think of it."

Lin Xiaoya felt very sad when she saw him drawing a prison for herself. She thought that if she could not even let him free, then no one could do it again. How could she bear to see him depressed and sink from now on? She immediately threw her pillow on the bed, climbed onto the bed and hugged Xiang Qi, and retorted loudly: "It's not dirty. No matter what happened, Xiao Qi will always be the spotless and noble and elegant gentleman in my mind. It used to be, now, and it will definitely be in the future."

That night, with Lin Xiaoya's company, Xiang Qi slept very peacefully and had no dreams all night. He didn't wake up from the busy sound coming from the kitchen the next day.

The asteroid where the castle is located moves outside the well-known dimension. They seem to be in the gap of time, and the most undesirable is time.

Day after day, Xiang Qi's eyes gradually became clear, but when he took off the bandage and saw his face reflected in the mirror on the bathroom, he unconsciously remembered what Hades once said to him: Your face is too charming and easy to attract people's attention. Whether it is a man or a woman, as long as he sees this face, he will probably linger in his heart every day and in his dreams every night. If someone makes any impulsive moves towards you, the most of the mistakes are probably yourselves. This rogue remark makes people angry no matter when you think of this face. At this moment, he is extremely disgusted with the face in the mirror, especially when it coincides with the face of someone in the vulgar picture that appears in front of him, which makes him deeply disgusted.

He was forced to look at the face in the mirror and couldn't help but show all kinds of confused and twisted expressions. Now he stared at it like this, as if he had the illusion of returning to the scene at that time. Then he began to vomit. Looking at the miserable person, he couldn't help but smash the mirror with a punch, and then grabbed a sharp piece of glass fragment and began to scratch it on his face. Seeing the bright red and gorgeous liquid gushing out of the slender hole and dripping, a malicious pleasure suddenly rose in his heart, and then one after another, his hands were heavier than the other. The sharp mouth of the glass passed, and the flesh turned out, and the bones were visible. Until the whole face was covered in blood and blood, he could no longer be as handsome as before, and he couldn't help but smile. The hideous and terrifying face in front of him was the face he wanted.

Lin Xiaoya came back from picking fruits and vegetables from the atrium. Before she entered the room, she heard the sound of glass breaking. She came back and called Xiaoqi, but she didn't get a response. At first, she was just surprised, but suddenly she noticed a bloody smell in the bathroom and couldn't help but be shocked. She dropped the basket in her hand and ran straight to find out. But the door was locked. She slapped the door panel in panic and rushed inside and shouted, but it was silent inside. Later, she forced the door to open. When she came in, she almost turned on the scattered look.

The glass residue on the floor, the washstand and the floor were covered with blood. Xiang Qi sat on the ground, and at this time he had already seen nothing more than recognition. The blood on his face covered his hands and arms, and the large piece of his chest was dyed red.

Lin Xiaoya was extremely shocked, and her lips twitched several times before asking tremblingly: "Xiao, Xiaoqi, what's wrong with you? Why do you do this? You have any worries to tell me. Even if I can't help you share your worries, it's better than holding it alone in my heart. I beg you not to hurt yourself like this, and not to torture yourself with other people's crimes, okay?" At the end of his speech, he couldn't help but whimper.

Xiang Qi heard Lin Xiaoya crying loudly and suddenly felt like a dream. At this time, his mood seemed to have calmed down a little, and he said a little apologetically: "Don't cry, I... I just don't like my face, I scare you, right? Sorry."

"Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi," Lin Xiaoya hugged Xiangqi with heartache and called his name twice, "We are twins, there is a telepathy that no one can defeat. I know you feel uncomfortable. In front of me, you don't have to pretend to be strong or force yourself to smile. It doesn't matter if you don't say what you don't want to say. Just cry, you can rely on me anymore." As he said very responsible words, he cried more fiercely than anyone else.

Xiang Qi tiredly put his chin on Xiaoya's shoulder and said in a urn: "Yeah, thank you."

"You have shed a lot of blood, I'll help you heal your wounds first."

"No, let me lean a little longer..."

Lin Xiaoya did not use her life skills to help Xiang Qi treat the wounds on her face. She knew very well that although it was shocking, those scars would be a comfort to his soul before he truly untie the knots, so she just used human methods to help him clean the wounds, apply medicine, bandage, and let the wounds heal at a natural speed. Previously, his vitality and Gao Chensheng had to be divided into Lin Xiaoya, who was dying, which made the injury difficult to heal. Now, after Gao Chensheng's vitality completely belonged to him, the body's self-healing ability has also returned.

She didn't plan to ask questions, and couldn't bear to take the second degree of injury. She believed that time could heal everything. In this stagnant time and space, what they lacked the least was time, so she let the scars on his face, which were crisscrossing like spider webs slowly recover together with the trauma in his heart. When the injury heals, the scars disappeared, and I believe that everything would pass.
Chapter completed!