Love Purification Protocol
Chapter 120

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In the eyes of Yan Huan, what kind of person is Hitomi Sakuramiya?

She is a very elegant and gentle good girl.

Yan Huan once thought that if his youth campus life after rebirth was a story, then Hitomi Sakuramiya must be the heroine.

Because during the days and nights when he had no father or mother and was struggling for his future life, he basically had no deep friendship with other women.

The ones that are slightly closer are the three digits in Student Council.

Among them, Hitomi Sakuramiya must be the girl he likes the most and is the most happy to get along with.

She has an exquisite and beautiful appearance, the shy shyness of the most beautiful girl, and enviable excellent abilities and tough character.

He still remembers the scene of Hitomi Sakuramiya holding a cute cat and coaxing it softly.

He is obviously the opposite sex that Chu Nan likes most after his two reincarnations, and he is obviously the girl who also likes him.

But why did it become like this?

In Yan Huan's mind, the image of Hitomi Sakuramiya gently holding the cat was shattered bit by bit by the twisted power of Modifier, causing cracks.

"Kakakaka!!"

And the next second, the picture completely turned into powder, revealing the heavy reality in front of him.

The reality is:

The Hitomi Sakuramiya in front of him was covered with thick shadows. He lowered his head and used Common Sense Modification's Modifier on himself.

She bit her pale lips and asked herself with a trembling voice,

"But, President, this kind of behavior is normal."

Yan Huan's pupils shrank slightly, and he even forgot to wear the Perfect Facial Expression Control mask on his face.

He just looked straight at the girl in front of him, his throat surging several times but he couldn't make a sound.

The most desperate thing is that Yan Huan, who is currently in Modifier, doesn't even have the qualifications to question her.

". Yeah."

So, I could only hold back my nausea and answered something completely contrary to my heart.

"That's great, President."

Hitomi Sakuramiya pinched the hem of her skirt and breathed a sigh of relief after listening to Yan Huan's response.

As mentioned before, after her Barrier ends, the memories in other people's minds will undergo rational memory modifications.

However, Barrier's common sense modification is a very deep-level thinking tampering, which also leads to a deeper depth of memory modification.

In other words: the tampered common sense will leave traces even after leaving Barrier.

If the same common sense is tampered with day after day, I'm afraid it will be completely engraved in other people's minds in the end.

Therefore, just now she thought of using Barrier to reverse Yan Huan as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

Hitomi Sakuramiya Call this: common sense inertia.

Just use the common sense change on the president a few more times in the future.

Then everything will be fine.

Hitomi Sakuramiya How lucky I am at this moment, like a gutter rat, to have such a Superpower.

Yan Huan understands that from a rational point of view, he should immediately start analyzing the effect of Sakuramiya's Modifier.

But somehow, his brain felt as heavy as an old machine.

He could never take his eyes away from Hitomi Sakuramiya, whose image was completely shattered in front of him.

Along with this, even the body began to become heavier.

"Yan Huan, wake up, meow! Modifier's resistance is directly linked to your will. If you continue to be so depressed, her Modifier will really affect you!"

On my shoulder, Meow-chan's panicked reminder sounded.

Yan Huan wanted to force his will to put on Perfect Facial Expression Control's mask, but then he realized that his expression had become so stiff that it seemed as if it did not belong to him.

Cold sweat soaked his chest and back, making his breathing quicken.

Last night, he thought about whether what he said in his heart was true for most of the night, so he slept for three hours without losing his mind.

This morning I came over and was exposed by Spencer about Hitomi Sakuramiya's voyeurism. He also tried to accept it and his mentality did not break down.

He just wanted to hear Sakuramiya explain himself.

As a result, the explanation didn't come, but she used Modifier on herself.

When I thought that Hitomi Sakuramiya was also the host of Modifier, it was the first time that Yan Huan felt that suffocation.

Modifier has occupied every aspect of him in the past, but at least two pure lands have been reserved for him.

One is Tavern from Tong Yingying, and the other is Student Council.

There are his friends and people he likes in Student Council. He feels relaxed every time he comes here, which makes him feel motivated and feels:

Isn't it just to maintain this daily routine that I fight against Modifier?

But now.

Yan Huan I tried several times in succession, but it felt like my face no longer belonged to me.

How is it possible to wear Perfect Facial Expression Control's mask without even an expression?

His consciousness is being eroded by Modifier.

"Meow-chan, me."

Just when the surrounding Barrier became more and more profound, Yan Huan gritted his teeth and could not squeeze out a word.

"Boom!!"

The door was suddenly blasted open by a kick!

Then, a coquettish female voice came,

"Yan Huan!! You come to judge! Tell me, I am a student of this school, why can't I be here!?"

"Unrelated personnel, please do not interfere with our treatment of patients. Please get out of the way."

"Huh?"

The darkness that was almost about to swallow Yan Huan was suddenly shattered. He took a deep breath, clutched his chest and gasped.

Hitomi Sakuramiya, who was sitting opposite him, was slightly startled and quickly looked towards the door that was opened.

Not surprisingly, the person who opened Barrier again was the same Spencer with blond hair.

Spencer looked back angrily at Nara and the group of medical staff carrying first aid kits following her, and curled her lips.

Then, she turned her head and looked into the room.

Yan Huan looked at her a little tiredly, while Hitomi Sakuramiya's eyes were already red.

It's this Spencer again!!

If she hadn't shattered her Barrier and showed the president the evidence that she was spying on him, she would never have changed the president's common sense!

Obviously Hitomi Sakuramiya has regarded this as the bottom line before, and will not use this kind of thing to the president under any circumstances.

But now, in order not to make the president hate me.

"Spencer"

Hitomi Sakuramiya's face was still pale. She gritted her teeth and gouged out Spencer like a demon before speaking.

And Spencer looked back without fear and replied unhappily,

"Ha, what's wrong, Hitomi Sakuramiya?"

The two people's eyes met with lightning in mid-air, but in front of them, Yan Huan, who had separated from Barrier, gritted his teeth and put on Perfect Facial Expression Control's mask again.

This is the first time he has worn something like this for Hitomi Sakuramiya.

".Sakuramiya, who are these people?"

"Ah, President, they are."

"We are a professional medical team employed by Sakuramiya's family. This is our certificate. Based on Miss Sakuramiya's current health status, we will take Miss Sakuramiya back to the medical institution for further examination."

Nara held his hands, and a woman wearing a white coat and a mask behind him stepped forward and showed her ID to Yan Huan.

"Unrelated personnel please leave temporarily. Thank you for your cooperation."

Hitomi Sakuramiya covered his heart, looked at Yan Huan and said,

"Wait a minute, just take me away. This is Far Moon Student Council's office, and he is not an unrelated person."

She was about to stand up, but then she realized that her legs had become weak.

But Yan Huan just glanced at her, and immediately walked to his desk and picked up several documents from "Club War".

Then, he picked up his handbag again, walked towards the door, and said,

"It's okay. I just have something else to do. I'll take the rest of the work materials back and finish them. I'll leave now."

Hearing this, Hitomi Sakuramiya's eyes narrowed slightly.

Because these words sounded like words she often said to herself when she first entered Student Council and when Yan Huan didn't come to Student Council's office.

Is this an illusion, or is it

"President."

Hitomi Sakuramiya stretched out his hand towards Yan Huan, but countless people in white coats had already gathered around her to confirm her condition.

Nara leaned against the door of the office and watched Yan Huan walk to the door. He didn't seem to hear Hitomi Sakuramiya's call inside and left the office without looking back.

Seeing this, she frowned, but she just wanted to delay the medical team to create some time for her eldest daughter to be alone, and she had no idea what was going on inside.

Why do you feel like things are getting worse?

"."

Spencer, who was confused next to him, glanced bitterly at Hitomi Sakuramiya inside, and then followed up with Yan Huan who was leaving.

She clasped her hands behind her back and glanced at Yan Huan, who was walking further and further away with the document in hand, and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to ask something, but she didn't speak.

So, she turned to look at the road and walked downstairs with him.

Unexpectedly, it was Yan Huan who took the initiative to speak,

"What do you want to say?"

"Ah?"

Spencer glanced at him, hesitated for a second, and asked,

". I just wanted to ask, are you okay?"

Yan Huan was slightly startled and replied,

"What can happen to me?"

"Well, didn't you like that Hitomi Sakuramiya before? So, don't you usually feel uncomfortable at times like this?"

Yan Huan glanced at Spencer who was mumbling uncertainly in a low voice.

Didn't answer the question, just asked instead,

"So, what exactly is the 'write-off' you mentioned before?"

"Ah? It's the thing that took away your most precious thing."

". Can you not use this strange term?"

Spencer's face turned slightly red, and he even clenched his fists angrily.

She must have mistakenly thought that Yan Huan's character was too bad, and she had to say such shameful things.

"What a strange statement? It's just what took away your first kiss last week! According to your Dragon Nation customs, isn't this kind of thing something you can only do with your lifelong wife?"

"."

Yan Huan opened his mouth and glanced at Spencer's expression in shock.

After confirming that she was not joking, Yan Huan was really speechless and was immediately amused by her.

"This is nothing to do with the old man. Because your IQ is negative, you can travel through time and space, right?"

"Ha?! I mean well."

Spencer hates people calling her stupid, openly or covertly, so she subconsciously retorts.

But as he spoke, he noticed the gentle smile on his face because of himself,

"."

She looked at Yan Huan like this, and then the next second, she strangely didn't say anything, just snorted and turned her head.

When they reached the stairs, Yan Huan turned to look at Spencer and said,

"No matter what, thank you for today."

This is true.

If Spencer hadn't broken Barrier of Hitomi Sakuramiya just now, Yan Huan, who had an explosive mentality, would have been beaten out of CG.

Oh, the defeat CG still has a chance to trigger.

It's possible that it hasn't been triggered yet, and the game will go directly to GAME OVER.

". It's okay."

"Go back to class."

Yan Huan waved his hand and walked in the other direction carrying the pile of documents.

Spencer turned around to leave, but then realized that he was not walking towards the classroom, but towards the school gate.

So, she turned around again and asked Yan Huan's back again,

"Are you really okay?"

"."

Yan Huan didn't reply, just waved his hand.

Then he put the documents into his bag, and then wrapped the windbreaker he was wearing tighter.

"Boom~"

Today is Tuesday, Linmen The weather is very bad, it is gloomy and there is no sunshine.

Apparently, it will rain soon.

"Xili Li~"

In the afternoon, the rain finally couldn't help but pour down, shrouding the bustling maritime city in a fog-like curtain of rain.

"It's raining. Ah, I'm so annoyed. I don't want to open today. Let's rest."

South District, Tongyao Tavern.

The doors and windows of the store were locked. Among Tavern, Tong Yingying, who was wearing a short T-shirt at home, looked sadly at the increasingly heavy raindrops outside, and began to think about fishing.

So, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message to the employee group saying "We are closed today and have a day off", and then @ everyone.

After doing all this, she yawned, went to the bar full of drinks, and selected the "beloved concubine" who would accompany her today by "pointing out the troops".

"Dong dong dong!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the locked door next to him.

"."

Tong Yingying was stunned for a moment, turned to look at the door, and saw a handsome young man standing outside the locked door, soaked to the skin.

"Yan Huan?"

She quickly walked to the door and opened the locked door.

"I just posted in the group that I have a day off today, and you came."

"Sorry, I didn't bring my mobile phone today, Sister Tong."

"You're so stupid that you didn't bring a mobile phone or an umbrella, right? You're like a drowned rat in the rain."

Looking at the smiling young man outside, Tong Yingying suddenly thought of something, glanced at the time, and frowned,

"No, you have to go to school today on Tuesday. Why are you here so early?"

Yan Huan spread his hands, exhaled a breath of hot air, and smiled helplessly,

"Sister Tong, can you let me in first? It's freezing outside and I'm still wet."

Tong Yingying glanced at Yan Huan's current appearance, and saw that the bangs on his head were wet and half-covered, and the thin clothes on his body were also wet from the rain.

It looks like a pitiful stray puppy that people can't help but take in.

Tong Yingying had no choice but to turn aside and let him in.

"Thank you Sister Tong for taking me in!"

". Making it like I'm some kind of cruel boss."

Tong Yingying locked the store door with his backhand to prevent the air-conditioning from outside from entering.

Then, she turned around, looked at Yan Huan who was all wet, and asked,

"So, what's going on today, why are you here so early?"

"I took leave this morning and didn't go to school. I took the subway back at noon, went to the gym, and have been practicing until now. But it rained on the way back, and I didn't bring an umbrella, so I had to come here to take shelter."

I originally wanted to ask him if he felt unwell, but now there was no need.

"Borrow the bathroom, Sister Tong, Changing Room happens to have some clothes you can change in."

"Ok."

Tong Yingying held his chin and watched Yan Huan take his clothes and walk to the bathroom.

She casually took a bottle of wine behind her and thought with some confusion,

"Why do you feel like something happened to him?"

After pouring a glass of wine, Tong Yingying listened to the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom on the second floor, combined with the sound of heavy rain outside, which was quite pleasant.

Not long after, Yan Huan changed his clothes, dried his hair and walked out.

"Thanks, Sister Tong."

"It's okay. Sit down."

"Okay."

Yan Huan pulled out the chair and sat in front of Tong Yingying.

Tong Yingying looked at his expression and poured another glass of wine in front of him.

"."

No response?

Instead, he just propped up his chin and looked at the rain curtain outside, but his eyes were out of focus.

"."

Tong Yingying took out the lighter in front of him again, made a flame, and then took out the cigarette.

"."

Still no response?

Tong Yingying was holding a cigarette, looking at Yan Huan's handsome profile, and suddenly asked,

"What happened today?"

"Ah?"

Yan Huan came back to his senses and turned to look at Tong Yingying.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said,

". No."

"You still said no?"

Tong Yingying raised the glass and shook it, then motioned to him with the cigarette in his hand.

"Usually you would have stopped me at this time, okay? How could you watch me pour wine and light a cigarette?! There must be something going on, and it's not a big deal!"

"."

Yan Huan was slightly startled, but he didn't even have any expression at all.

He didn't answer, but suddenly picked up Tong Yingying's wine glass and swallowed half of the glass in one gulp.

"Pah!"

But the next second, Yan Huan felt his wrist being grabbed by Tong Yingying like lightning.

That speed was beyond Yan Huan's imagination.

Yan Huan was stunned for a moment, but in the next second, a force pulled his wrist, the wine glass, and his face toward Tong Yingying.

Tong Yingying's mature face that had lost its sadness and smile suddenly came closer to Yan Huan, and his eyes met Yan Huan's eyes.

After looking at each other, Tong Yingying asked,

"Who bullied you? Tell me and she will help you settle it."

"."

Yan Huan blinked, looked at Tong Yingying in front of him, and said blankly,

". Don't scare me, Sister Tong, why do you look like you're going to kill someone?"

Tong Yingying looked him over, then let go of his hand and said with a "cut" sound,

"Isn't it because you are really pitiful like this? It's not because people are bullying you, it's something else?"

She clasped her fingers, lowered her head and thought,

"Study matters?"

". No."

"Could it be that it's about money?"

". Neither."

As he was thinking about it, Tong Yingying's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his head Index Finger, and the title of "King of Ideas" began to shine on his head.

"Oh, I see. Could it be because of women?"

"."

Tong Yingying looked at Yan Huan, who was stunned for a moment, and realized that he had guessed the answer correctly.

For some reason, thinking of this made her a little irritable.

But when she looked up, she found that Yan Huan's cheeks had been stained with an abnormal red color for some time.

He glanced at the wine glass with a frown, and asked Tong Yingying dizzily,

"Sister Tong, what is the alcohol content of your wine? Why do you feel so high?"

"Ah? Vodka, it's about forty degrees."

"Hiss"

That should be because my body in this world is relatively easy to get drunk.

Yan Huan covered his head dizzily, looking a little uncomfortable.

But the Tong Yingying in front of him looked at his painful appearance, and his eyes were unnaturally stained with a dark color.

The previous irritability caused by other women quickly disappeared and turned into happiness.

Yan Huan She knew that this boy was popular in school. It would be a good idea to receive a little blow now, so that he could clearly understand that a child's love is not mature and reliable at all.

The most important thing is that no other woman has hurt him, so why does he show such a pitiful expression full of brokenness now?

Tong Yingying glanced at his expression from the corner of his eye.

But I saw him holding the wine glass in both hands, his head lowered, his eyes dark and absent-minded, full of confusion and vulnerability that wanted to be severely ravaged.

This expression is really impressive

Excited.

She swallowed and couldn't bear to look at Yan Huan, who was in a depressed mood at the moment, like a sad puppy.

Tong Yingying had no choice but to glance at the heavy rain curtain outside, and then asked,

"Would you mind telling your sister what happened today?"

Yan Huan was silent for a second, and then suddenly asked,

".Sister Tong, tell me, what should you do if someone close to you is not who you originally thought in private?"

"What do you mean it's not what you originally thought?"

Because of the alcohol, Yan Huan's head hurts a little.

He rubbed his head and said selectively,

"It's like, well, a person you usually like very much is actually a pervert who has a strange fetish for you in private, that's probably it?"

"."

While listening, Tong Yingying was suddenly stunned.

She turned her head with a guilty conscience and looked at Yan Huan, who looked shocked with his eyes lowered and lowered, and felt at a loss for a moment.

Tong Yingying did not answer immediately. Instead, he poured himself another glass of wine nervously.

While sipping her wine, she thought in her mind:

Could it be that this kid has discovered his little hobby?

What about me?

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