The cold medicine was injected into the sleeping Lan Min's body, and a mechanical arm lifted Lan Min to the only bed in the room.

During this period, Lan Min woke up and saw the clear water-like mirror above his head. He blinked slightly, and the white-haired beauty in the mirror also blinked.

Lan Min moved his head, almost thinking that he appeared in a mirror maze. The room he was in now was covered with mirrors on all sides and on the ceiling, magnifying all his subtle movements into the mirror.

Lan Min stared at "himself" above his head for a few seconds and closed his eyes.

There are no windows in the room, so there is no difference between day and night, and the passage of time no longer makes any conceptual difference here.

Here, Lan Mo can only hear his own voice, and all he can see is himself.

Lan Min understood that this was another punishment from the so-called "master".

But what mistake did he make that made Secretary Lu send him here to be punished immediately after receiving the order to send him home?

The high fever had subsided. Lan Min hugged her knees, sat on the bed, and stared blankly at the mobile phone in her arms.

The phone has been modified so that it can only accept information from the "owner" and has no other functions.

In this room full of mirrors, the only thing that exists is "the self" and the "master".

But he cannot take the initiative to contact the "master" and can only passively wait for the "master's" mercy.

This is a cruel psychological punishment for the young man who is a "slave", separating him from the crowd and throwing him into this strange room.

The mirrors around him are always reminding him that he is the only one here. A fragile and sensitive young man will instinctively look for psychological dependence. The "news" of the master is his last straw, implying to him that the master is everything to him.

But the screen never lights up.

He must have done something wrong.

Lan Min put his hands on his knees, lowered his eyelashes, and carefully thought about what happened after he entered this instance.

[Writers love tragedy]

This is the game's hint to him.

But the birth of tragedy is often accompanied by the extinguishing of life. Lan Min thought of the neatly folded resignation letter in his pocket. Based on his current experience, he can imagine how the "master" treats and controls the "slave".

"Master" is everything, and a slave does not need to have a "personality." The "master" must appreciate the pain shown when a person's personality is erased.

If a soft young man with nothing dares to write a letter of resignation under such devilish gaze, he may have made a desperate decision.

This is the tragedy the writer wants.

"Secretary Lu, you are such a good person." Lan Min sighed.

Secretary Lu, who sent him home, must have discovered something and passed it on to his boss.

After an unknown amount of time, the white-haired young man's legs became numb. He moved slightly and immediately fell to the bed in discomfort, and the contents of his pockets also fell out.

There is his resignation letter and things he bought at the drugstore.

Lan Min put the things away, a slight smile appeared on his face, his lips moved, and he read a name.

The camera clearly recorded this scene, including Lan Min's lip reading.

What he read was - Lu Zhi.

What happened next verified the judgment of the person behind the camera.

The white-haired young man was lying on the bed, mechanically writing Lu Zhi's name over and over again with his fingers.

Secretary Lu in another place quickly received the news that his boss wanted to see him.

After an unknown amount of time, Lan Min finally met his "master".

The "master" came in when he fell asleep again, and pinched his chin from above with a big, fiery and powerful hand.

"Are you awake?" a voice came from above.

The white-haired young man opened his eyes in confusion, as if he didn't know where he was. He tilted his head and looked up at the "master" in a daze, as if his head had been burned out.

Lan Min nodded slowly, then quickly looked away and rubbed his eyes with his hands.

Is this the "master"?

The man above has a pair of eyes that are as dazzling as the sun. Anyone who looks at him will have the illusion of being burned by the excessively hot light.

The man's black hair is combed back, revealing his full forehead and bright eyes. His skin is a delicate and even honey color, which is reminiscent of a sunny beach and a honey jar being held in the arms of a bear in cartoons.

[Character: Li Shan]

[Introduction: Your master is a control freak with no empathy. He is happy to torture your fragile heart, cause you pain, and appreciate your struggle and despair. 】

No need for this introduction, Lan Min has just understood this man's methods.

His hands were handcuffed by a furry handcuff at some point.

It has lovely orange fluff on the outside and cold hard metal on the inside, making it almost impossible for ordinary people to break free.

Lan Min only moved once, then stopped struggling, and just looked into the man's eyes quietly.

There was no excitement or joy in the beautiful eyes of the white-haired young man, only a calmness like stagnant water. He looked at the "master" as if he were looking at a stranger with whom he was not related, even showing a bit of boredom.

Something is wrong with the situation, not quite as expected.

"Has anyone ever told you that you look like a bear covered in honey?"

The white-haired young man spoke slowly, and the strong appreciation contained in his tone successfully made the man's brows frown deeper.

The man pinched the young man's chin harder and spoke slowly, "What are you talking nonsense about?"

"Well..."

The white-haired young man yelled softly because of the pain. He raised his face, water shimmered in his red eyes, and slowly opened a meaningless smile at the corner of his mouth, "Don't like my metaphor? Ha, you and your secretary

They are very similar, they both like to show off, why, didn’t you enjoy peeping on me just now?”

After the "slave" was punished, instead of being submissive, he learned to be provocative, waving his claws to scratch the "master".

Dissociation of personality.

This was suggested by his secretary just now.

His secretary calmly stated all the seductive behaviors Lan Min had done to him on the way home. He suspected that Lan Min had suffered from personality dissociation and split into a brand new personality to protect himself.

Lan Min's current behavior is confirming the secretary's suspicions.

Li Shan looked at Lan Min: "My secretary said you seduced him, right?"

His eyes were fixed on Lan Min's expression, trying to see the psychological gaps in this personality from his expression.

"Secretary Lu?" The white-haired young man raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming to be a little more interested, but then calmed down and felt that it didn't mean much, "He seems to have some misunderstanding about me. I do want to seduce him, but I

It hasn’t started yet.”

The white-haired young man talked about this topic without any sense of shame, just like talking about eating and drinking.
Chapter completed!