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Chapter 734 Extra: Cross-Boundary Experiment

Yan Sui stood outside the prison gate. The winter sun in Ning City was dazzling and cold.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes. His sentence of one year and three months was reduced to one year due to good behavior.

His fingers were long and pale, like a vampire who hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

"Doctor Yan, is there anyone coming to pick you up?" the prison guard asked routinely.

Yan Sui shook his head, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Who would pick up a psychiatrist for illegally hypnotizing a minor?

Ning City Hospital had already removed him from the list, and those patients who once worshipped him as a god are probably now lining up to wait for a new psychologist.

He hailed a taxi and gave an address.

It was not his former apartment, but a psychological clinic in the old town.

Before going to prison, he transferred most of his property here.

Smart people always leave themselves a way out.

The clinic’s sign is inconspicuous, with only four small words “psychological counseling” written on it.

Pushing open the door, dust flew in the sunlight.

Yan Sui put down his simple luggage and stroked the dust on the desk with his fingers.

This will become his new base where he will continue the unfinished experiment.

No.

It can no longer be called an experiment.

This is obsession, this is delusion, this is madness that even he himself cannot explain.

If I had to use a precise word to describe it, it would probably be... love.

Yan Sui closed his eyes, turned on the computer, entered the password, and an encrypted folder appeared on the screen, marked "SYX-Song Yuesheng".

When you open the file, the first thing that comes into view is a photo.

Seventeen-year-old Song Yuesheng is wearing the school uniform of Shanhai High School. The small mole at the end of his left eye is still clearly visible in the photo.

That was their first meeting.

**

Eight years ago.

In the Psychology Department of Ning City Hospital, Yan Sui had just finished a consultation when a nurse knocked on the door and said, "Doctor Yan, there is a girl who doesn't have an appointment but insists on seeing you. She looks like a student."

Yan Sui raised his eyebrows: "Let her in."

The door was pushed open and a girl in school uniform walked in.

Her skin is very white, almost transparent, and there is a small mole at the end of her left eye, which seems to be a deliberate decoration.

What was most striking were her eyes—dark, deep, and yet eerily empty.

It is exactly the same as the photo sent by Su Yutang.

She asked him for help, and as the perfect experimental sample, he was of course willing to agree.

"sit."

Yan Sui motioned for her to sit on the chair opposite, "Little friend, you came to the psychology department. Are you feeling unwell?"

"I heard that your hypnosis is very effective. I want to find you to forget some things." The girl's voice was soft but firm. "I want to forget everything about the Wen family..."

Wen family?

Yan Sui couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The only family in Ning City that can be considered famous is the Wen family.

From her narration, Yan Sui discovered that she was the eldest daughter of the Wen family who had always claimed to be ill.

After listening to her explanation, although it was obvious that she was lying, Yan Sui opened the medical record and wrote down her condition based on his promise to Su Yutang.

"kid."

Yan Sui closed the medical record, walked around the table to her, and gently patted her thin shoulder.

He could feel the body under his palm tense instantly, like a deer ready to escape at any moment.

"Are you sure you want to forget? It's not like deleting a computer file. There's no undo option."

Although he had done many similar things before, he would rather avoid getting involved with the Wen family if possible.

By keeping the recording of her conversation, at least the Wen family couldn't put all the blame on him after the incident.

"of course."

She answered, but corrected seriously, "Also, please don't call me a kid. I'm going to be an adult in three months."

The corners of Yan Sui's lips suddenly curled up in an imperceptible arc.

He let the smile spread across his face.

He had seen many daughters of wealthy families who were carefully groomed, but he had never seen one like Song Yuesheng.

It is as fragile as glass that will break at the slightest touch, but inside it hides a frightening determination.

This contradictory quality was like a delicate hook, quietly exploring his long-dormant curiosity.

As a psychological researcher, he has always been fascinated by observing the extreme states of human psychology.

After waking up, Song Yuesheng had forgotten everything about the Wen family as expected, and even couldn't remember the reason for coming to the hospital.

Yan Sui calmly fulfilled the agreement and told her in a professional and gentle tone that this was just a routine psychological consultation.

"Thank you doctor."

The girl's thanks were polite and proper, but her eyes remained alert.

The posture when he left was like a frightened deer, as if some invisible threat was chasing him from behind.

The result of this hypnosis was extremely interesting, so Yan Sui encrypted it and saved it separately.

When Su Yutang asked about the result the next day, he just answered casually.

after all--

Su Yutang was just one of the experimental samples he carefully cultivated.

The dormant paranoia and desire for control in her body are like a sleeping volcano.

What Yan Sui needs to do is to find the detonation point and observe the spectacular scene during the eruption.

The experiment went smoothly.

But he didn't expect to meet Song Yuesheng again.

Although Su Yutang had mentioned many times that she was an excellent experimental material, Yan Sui never took it seriously.

In his eyes, nothing was more fascinating than watching Su Yutang gradually lose control.

Until that New Year's Day rehearsal night.

In the auditorium of Ning University, Song Yuesheng manipulated the emotions of the heir of the Pei Group with ease.

Every look and every word seemed like a carefully designed trap.

After losing her memory, Song Yuesheng's behavior style is very similar to Su Yutang.

This control group was perfect.

Unfortunately, reality is never as good as we wish.

Not to mention that Pei Zhaoye was very defensive and protected her like a treasure, Song Yuesheng herself was even more alarmed.

Whether it was secret tracking or roundabout probing, it was ultimately futile.

When Song Yuesheng suddenly disappeared from Ning City, Yan Sui's experimental plan was completely stranded.

Although it was discovered that she went abroad, her exact whereabouts remained a mystery.

The moment the experiment was forced to be interrupted, Yan Sui experienced some unfamiliar emotions for the first time.

It was a burning feeling mixed with anxiety and unwillingness.

**

Yan Sui followed Su Yutang to Ruan Weichi's concert.

When Song Yuesheng's figure appeared in his sight, he suddenly felt that this boring life finally became interesting.

After several attempts, he came to a conclusion:

Song Yuesheng is a dangerous woman.

Pei Zhaoye, Ruan Weichi, and even her nominal brother Wen Jingheng, all have unclear relationships with her.

But her attitude was extremely ambiguous - it seemed like she liked him, but also like she was just playing with him.

In order to verify his guess, Yan Sui decided to join the game himself.

He wanted to see what exactly caused these people to fall.

……

Heavy rain.

Yan Sui's black Mercedes stopped on the side of the road opposite the Creation Institute. The wipers were swinging frantically, but still couldn't stop the pouring rain.

He lowered his eyes to look at his watch——

9: 37.

The glass door of the Creation Research Institute was closed and no one came out.

He loosened his tie, grabbed the passenger seat's umbrella, opened the door and rushed into the rain.

The rain instantly soaked my trouser legs, my leather shoes stepped into puddles, and the splashed mud got on my trousers.

This was the scene Song Yuesheng saw when he pushed open the glass door of the research institute.

Yan Sui stood at the door like a fool, his suit was mostly wet, his black hair was dripping with water, and the umbrella in his hand was held high, but it did not cover himself at all.

It seemed like he came specially to pick someone up, but he forgot that the umbrella was for himself.

"Doctor Yan?"

Song Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, the small mole at the end of his left eye was particularly clear under the cold light, and said jokingly, "This way of pursuing people is no longer popular these days."

She paused and added, "Besides, I believe there must be other reasons why you waited for me so late."

"But I don't have time today." She lowered her head and pulled out a folding umbrella from her bag, and opened it with a snap. "Let's talk about it another day."

Yan Sui didn't move, the rain slid down his chin.

Song Yuesheng took two steps and saw out of the corner of his eye that he was still standing there without his umbrella.

She paused, and finally turned back, holding the umbrella over their heads.

These days, “the male protagonist cannot die directly/indirectly because of her” is a big pitfall.

Yan Sui looked at her, who was obviously impatient but still had to share an umbrella with him, and suddenly found it interesting.

Is this also the reason why those people fell for her?

Seemingly indifferent, but actually soft-hearted.

He stared at her and suddenly smiled: "Didn't you tell me the answer just now?"

Song Yuesheng thought for two seconds and raised his eyes: "...Are you really here to pursue me?"

"Ah."

Yan Sui's eyelashes were soaked by the rain and his lenses were blurred, but his eyes were still stubbornly fixed on her face.

"what."

Song Yuesheng suddenly laughed out loud, and her red lips looked like a thorny rose in the rainy night.

She reached out and gently wiped away the water droplets on his forehead with her fingertips.

The cold touch made Yan Sui stiffen all over.

At that moment, his heart skipped a beat.

"Yan Sui."

It was the first time she called him by his name, and her voice was as soft as a sigh.

"Your glasses are fogging up."

After saying that, she forcefully stuffed the umbrella into his hand, snatched his original black umbrella, turned around and walked into the rain.

Yan Sui stood there and subconsciously took off his glasses, but was stunned when his fingertips touched the lenses.

He wears frameless glasses, which never fog up.

She was saying that he couldn't see his own heart clearly.

Can't see clearly?

No.

He saw clearly.

Just one more hypnosis experiment would tell us whether her behavior pattern would remain the same even in the state of "amnesia".

……

"What a coincidence."

Yan Sui pulled out a chair opposite Song Yuesheng and sat down, with just the right amount of surprise on the corners of his lips.

Song Yuesheng stirred the latte slowly, and the small mole at the end of her left eye was faintly visible as she squinted.

"You have to 'run into' me once a day since last Wednesday."

She raised her eyes, with a hint of mockery in them, "No flowers, no confession. Doctor Yan, is this how you pursue someone?"

With a push of her fingertips, she slid another cup of coffee toward him.

"I ordered this for you. Half sugar, with cinnamon."

Yan Sui's outstretched hand paused imperceptibly in mid-air.

How did she know his taste?

The sunlight slanted through the glass window and fell on the dark red lip print on the rim of the cup.

There were still faint traces of it where Song Yuesheng had just drunk.

The lip color she wore today really matched her skin tone, and her fair skin almost glowed like porcelain glaze under the light and shadow.