[Defeat～]
When these two words appeared, Yan Huan's vision was once again separated from the perspective of being gripped by Ye Shiyu's shoulders in the dark, returning to a god-like perspective.
Immediately, he watched the screen representing a bad ending continue to flow, accompanied by introduction text identical to what appeared earlier.
[As you plunge into madness in the midst of heart-wrenching terror, the real you just sits there with a vacant expression, leaning against a chair at the back of the restaurant like a puppet]
[Before you, Ye Shiyu still holds your hand, staring straight at you]
["Xiao Huan, do you like me?"]
["No... I don't..."]
[Faced with your words, Ye Shiyu's expressionless face slightly stilled]
[In a flash, her expressionless face turned extremely cold, even her eyes reverted back to a horrifying deep purple]
["It seems Xiao Huan's most genuine thoughts may not be that pleasing... But at least now Xiao Huan spoke the truth..."]
