[Hypnosis] Ziyue's Obsession 1

Author: Linhe
Published: 2017/6/19 First published on: sis, 001, Hypnotic Fetish.
Word count: 20784
"Sister Ziyue, what do you think of this?" The boy held up the yellow paper in his hand and asked cautiously.
"Hmm." The girl sitting opposite him took the paper, scanned it with her beautiful eyes, pondered for a moment, and
said with a smile, "It's very good. The writing is very neat, and the prayer is also normal. But Xiaoyi, a little spiritual
heart is a talisman. Drawing a talisman is not just about matching the words and pictures, but more importantly, the
spiritual heart that draws the talisman. It may be more difficult to explain."
The girl didn't continue. She was still thinking about how to say the next words in a more tactful way when
the boy in front of her lowered his head slightly, and his eyes became low and dim. Although he was still trying to be
strong and stiffly pretending to be indifferent, after knowing each other for so long, this attempt to cover up
his true feelings could not fool the girl's discerning eyes.
Sighing inwardly, Su Ziyue took the brush from the boy's hand, dipped it in cinnabar again, and softly
chanted the incantation, "The incantation is before the hand, the brush follows the heart, the spirit is attached to the talisman." She then lightly wrote
a few strokes on a new sheet of paper. Unlike the boy's merely neat handwriting, the girl's strokes seemed casual, and the characters
weren't necessarily much more beautiful than his. However, upon closer inspection, even an ordinary person could
sense a subtle solidity in the strokes.
Although she kept talking, Su Ziyue was also sighing inwardly.
Of course, this wasn't because the boy was particularly unruly or dull-witted.
In fact, the boy was studying very diligently. Every day, Su Ziyue would see
the trash can filled with used cinnabar and talisman paper. Moreover, after listening to the principles of talismans, he could think deeply, apply what he learned to other situations
, and sometimes asked questions so profound and detailed that even she couldn't answer them.
The only problem was that Liu Yi lacked talent.
Yes, it was a painful truth. As the youngest son of the Liu family, a prominent Taoist clan, the boy showed absolutely no
talent in the supernatural. Even if he memorized countless incantations, understood
numerous principles of talismans, and could recite the incantations of spirits fluently, they were ineffective when used. The powerful incantations that should have contained immense power
sounded like casual curses from an ordinary person. And the perfectly matched talismans
were like a child's scribbles, all show and no substance.
Such a matter concerning a practitioner's life was something Su Ziyue herself wouldn't dare to make
such a judgment about. However, this matter had already been settled. Months after the boy's birth,
the elders of the Liu family, after examining their newborn, had reluctantly reached this conclusion.
And during the subsequent early training in celibacy, Liu Yi's parents repeatedly confirmed this
fact. Even Liu Yi himself understood and accepted the fact that he "lacked talent."
For an ordinary person, lacking talent in "that area" is harmless. Or
rather, it's better this way. Without any "strange" talent, without being able to see demons and monsters, it also means
that in the present world, he is also insignificant in the eyes of "outsiders."
To put it more grandly, everyone has their own unique talent, and it cannot be forced. Politicians
have the talent of politicians, chefs have the talent of chefs, and if they reach the pinnacle, they can be hailed as "the champions of their respective fields
" and admired by thousands.
Another problem is that the young man is the last member of the Liu family. Just last year, during an exorcism,
several close aristocratic families joined forces to fight a powerful evil spirit that had found a highly compatible vessel to possess.
Because it had merged with powerful figures in the underworld, the evil spirit, in addition to its powerful and vicious spiritual abilities, also possessed
extensive underworld connections and cunning methods. The unexpected attack, orchestrated by a combination of intentional 　　and blatant miscalculations, resulted in heavy casualties for several powerful families. The Liu
family, to which the young man belonged, suffered the most devastating loss. In the final moments of their pursuit of the evil spirit, they were tragically killed when the spirit detonated a stored explosive charge. 　　The Su and Liu families were longtime friends with a very close relationship. Su Ziyue and Liu Yi's elder brother had been 　　betrothed since childhood. Now, this tragedy had occurred. 　　The dead were gone, and the betrothal was over. However, the Su family still 　　took good care of the young Liu family's son. The two families lived close by, and Su Ziyue, considering herself his sister-in-law, frequently 　　visited, practically living at the young man's house whenever she had free time. 　　As if the deaths of his parents and elder brother had awakened the young man, Liu Yi began practicing magic with a frenzy, memorizing 　　the Daoist scriptures and ancient texts he had previously shown little interest in. He wasn't unintelligent to begin with, and his self-torturing 　　diligence, squeezing every last drop of energy out of himself, made him incredibly 　　proficient in ancient texts, earning Su Ziyue's deep admiration. 　　However, to this day, Liu Yi still couldn't unleash any decent magic. 　　Even though the boy had memorized the family's Taoist scriptures perfectly, to the point that he could recognize the allusions just by seeing the characters on a talisman 　　, that knowledge, firmly imprinted in his mind, was ultimately just theoretical knowledge, utterly inapplicable. 　　Su Ziyue knew this too. Even though she knew this was a hopeless situation and wanted to be ruthless 　　and harshly discourage Liu Yi, seeing the boy's desperate efforts 　　involuntarily brought to mind his older brother. The younger brother's body and the older brother's shadow seemed to merge 　　, and thinking of the days she spent with her fiancé, the girl's heart softened. Besides, she didn't know 　　how to persuade him, so she could only let the boy be. Anyway, since there's no talent, no matter how you use it, it won't go wrong. 　　"Sister, do you think the Liu family is finished?" After Su Ziyue finished writing a talisman, 　　Liu Yi, unusually, didn't take the pen this time. Instead, he rested his chin on his hand, looking absentmindedly at other things, and 　　asked softly. 　　Su Ziyue's heart skipped a beat, her mind racing, carefully choosing her words: "Xiao Yi, don't 　　think too much. Actually, magical power isn't the most important thing. Everyone's talent is different. You think..."

"Ah, actually, the chairman of the Chinese Taoist Association has very low magical power. But that doesn't stop him from sitting in that position
."
Liu Yi shook his head, looking dejected. "But, his surname is Zhang, and besides, he does
have some magical power."
Su Ziyue was speechless for a moment. As mentioned before, the boy was very intelligent. Even now, when he was
spending a lot of time frantically on magic, his studies never suffered, and he was always among the
top students in his grade.
And it wasn't just academics; before his parents' accident, Liu Yi had already accepted
the fact that he had no talent. Perhaps because his parents always focused on his outstanding older brother, to alleviate the
pressure of not being valued, the boy also cultivated several hobbies. For example, computer software and first aid knowledge
, and he was quite good at them. He was even responsible for installing and debugging the computer systems of both families.
If he maintained this enthusiasm for learning, even if he didn't follow the family tradition, he would have
a bright future as a doctor, programmer, or lawyer.
But perhaps it's harder to pull such clever people back from their pedantry when they get stuck on a single point.
Just as Su Ziyue was racking her brains trying to figure out how to persuade him, Liu Yi sighed softly and continued,
"Actually, I've known for a long time that I don't have the talent. I can't possibly take over my parents' burden. I also know that
you can't force things related to one's constitution. To be honest, Sister Ziyue, I don't really care that I can't learn magic
. I just envy my older brother. Back then, Mom and Dad focused all their attention on this only
son who could inherit the family business. Oh, I'm not saying they weren't good to me. I know Mom and Dad love me very much.
It's just that every time my brother learns a new spell or draws a new rune, you always praise him loudly. And
no matter how hard I try, I can never catch up with him. I'm a little jealous."
Then, the boy looked at Ziyue again, "Sister Ziyue, back then, my brother must have
been very happy to have you by his side."
"Hehe, what nonsense are you talking about!" The girl's face turned red to her ears, as if to cover up her
guilty conscience, and she said loudly what was not exactly a rebuttal.
However, this interruption disrupted the rest of the lesson, and Ziyue lost her focus. Fortunately,
Liu Yi also seemed somewhat dazed and confused. After finishing the lesson in an awkward atmosphere, Su Ziyue practically
fled the house.
Watching the girl leave, and only after the door closed did Liu Yi sigh deeply and mutter to himself,
"Sister Ziyue, will you still think of Big Brother when you go back?"
The boy didn't need to guess. As mentioned before, Liu Yi was responsible for installing the computer systems of the two neighboring companies
. At the time, he happened to be learning hacking techniques, so he casually
installed a backdoor software into the system.
That unintentional act became the best way for Liu Yi to learn Su Ziyue's secret.
In this digital age, even paper diaries are becoming increasingly outdated. Speaking of which, Su Ziyue
herself often had to go out with her elders to broaden her horizons, and carrying a heavy paper notebook was somewhat
inconvenient, so she simply wrote some notes and took some pictures on her phone as a record. Then she encrypted and locked them, and
over time it became a habit. Unfortunately, this multi-layered encryption, which the girl thought was absolutely secure,
was cracked by the boy from the very beginning.
In fact, Su Ziyue's habit was the same as that of young girls who like to take selfies and upload them to their WeChat Moments. Apart from the
occasional shocking supernatural events mentioned in her notes that were beyond the reach of ordinary people, everything else
was ultimately just a girl's soft feelings and thoughts.
After tidying up the table quickly, Liu Yi went back to the bedroom, turned on the computer, and browsed Su Ziyue's personal space
and records.
Since she had just returned home, Su Ziyue hadn't prepared to update her information yet, so Liu Yi casually opened the photo album and flipped through the girl
's photos.
The photo on the first page of the album was taken by Su Ziyue at the beach, and the girl in the photo
had a bright smile on her face. As if she had just emerged from the water, her long, black hair, glistening with water droplets
, was casually draped over her shoulders. Sunlight slanted down from behind her, gilding her graceful youthful figure with a golden edge.
The water droplets rolling off her body were captured by the camera as precious pearls, adding to the beauty of her form
. Su Ziyue raised one hand to her forehead, shielding her face from the direct sunlight, while the other
rested beside her chin, forming a classic V-shape with her delicate smile.
This vibrant appearance was captivating at any time.
Back when her older brother was still alive, Liu Yi had only ever seen her as a close friend and a future
sister-in-law who would marry into his family. Moreover, because she was ultimately from a Taoist lineage, and he was destined never to learn Taoist arts, he always
maintained a somewhat respectful distance from such relationships within the family.
After that accident, in their daily interactions, Su Ziyue's carefully cultivated mature and virtuous
demeanor as an older sister contrasted sharply with her naturally uninhibited, youthful, and sometimes even
rebellious side online. All of this combined to create the complete image of her.
Unconsciously, Liu Yi found himself developing inappropriate desires for this sister-in-law.
Actually, Su Ziyue herself wasn't that old. Liu Yi silently estimated that his older brother
was three years older than him, while Su Ziyue was even younger than his brother. In terms of age alone, they
were roughly the same age. However, due to their birth months, Su Ziyue started school a year earlier and
was now a freshman in college, while he was still a senior in high school.
While casually browsing the web, an advertisement suddenly popped up, prominently
displaying the words "Cold Reading Techniques, Mind Magic." Liu Yi recognized that this was because he
was frustrated by his inability to master Daoist arts and was trying to recreate similar phenomena using modern technology.
If he didn't delete the records, similar recommendation ads would keep
popping up in the future.
"Mind magic, hypnosis, you know." Looking at the crudely made advertisement, Liu Yi stroked
his chin, a thought slowly forming in his mind.
………………………………………………………………………………………
……………
"Wet magic?" Su Ziyue's voice betrayed her surprise.
Liu Yi responded with an affirmative look, "Yes. Sister Ziyue, I've thought about it. I'm afraid I
can't possibly perform Taoist magic normally. But ultimately, whether it's Taoist magic or technology, it's all about solving
problems people encounter. The Liu family, a Taoist clan, can't just perish in my hands. So, since
I don't know Taoist magic, I'll use other methods to achieve the results, and then use my knowledge of metaphysics to properly
package those methods. That way, it'll be fine."
Hearing the boy's straightforward explanation, Su Ziyue was still speechless with surprise.
Of course, it wasn't that Liu Yi's words were impractical; in fact, there was nothing wrong with them.
Many problems encountered in this world that are considered supernatural
have nothing to do with "the strangeness of the afterlife," but are the bitter fruits brewed by the evil thoughts in people's hearts. A skilled and outstanding Taoist priest not only needs to be proficient in
Taoist arts, but also possesses the excellent insight to see through people's hearts.
Of course, most people find it difficult to excel in several areas simultaneously, so they have to settle for second best and focus their energy on
their strengths. This leads to different achievements, and one aspect is not necessarily superior to another. Especially
in this peaceful and prosperous era, understanding human relationships is far more promising than learning demon-slaying techniques.
After all, supernatural powers cannot overcome karma. Even several Taoist leaders who are quite famous in history were not known
for their profound cultivation and ability to understand heaven and earth or awe spirits; rather, they were seemingly worldly, eager for fame and fortune, actively
cultivating relationships with the powerful and influential of the time, and promoting their sects.
Of course, some sect leaders, due to old traditions, rise to power through bloodline, but their own
cultivation is ultimately insufficient. To achieve the legendary effects of Taoist magic, they can only resort to
tricks and illusions, resembling street performers, to first fool ordinary people, and then make up for it later with rhetoric.
This opportunistic behavior is naturally despised by experts, who call it "wet work." Moreover,
many rural shamans, cults, and secret societies, lacking the support of orthodox Taoists, have further developed
this "traditional practice of taking shortcuts," swindling money, inciting disturbances, and even rebellions, causing chaos
in the region.
However, ultimately, many seemingly unusual things are not "otherworldly strangeness" and therefore do not
require the use of magic or orthodox Taoist methods to resolve. Some experts, with their ability to understand people's hearts and
the addition of wet work, are very capable of resolving matters and have gained a good reputation. There are very few orthodox Taoist practitioners to begin with
, and it would be impossible to expose and dismantle their livelihoods one by one. Over time, the Taoist community
has developed a tacit acceptance of such people—as long as they don't go too far in their charlatanry, they neither admit nor
oppose it.
The young woman had considered persuading Liu Yi to take this path when she heard about his desire to revitalize his family,
but ultimately it was a low-class method. The Liu family's traditions and laws were said to be very strict,
and her uncle and aunt had always seemed conservative and meticulous. Besides, if a member of the orthodox Taoist community were to use such methods, it would be
an admission of their incompetence. Worried that the young man would think she was being underestimated, Su Ziyue ultimately didn't dare
to speak up.
What surprised Su Ziyue the only thing was that, given the young man's previous fanatical and self-destructive study habits, she had expected it would
take a long time to reverse this mindset, but unexpectedly, Liu Yi had figured it out on his own without any persuasion.
Strictly speaking, in the industry, using magic tricks to simulate real Taoist arts
and then using rhetoric and social niceties to cover up the flaws is called "wet work," like a
cultivator who should be seeking the Great Dao being reduced to a street performer, despicable and deserving of contempt. It always
feels like using sophisticated marketing to pass off inferior goods as superior.
But how to put it? If the young man wanted to prevent the Liu family from
perishing in the exorcism world in this generation, his approach was probably the only feasible one. This actually relieved Ziyue;
she wouldn't have to watch her fiancé's only younger brother waste so much time and energy in a bottomless pit of studying
. But looking at Liu Yi's determined, dim eyes, she
felt a strange unease, a slight stirring in her heart
.
However, Su Ziyue didn't care too much. After all, while a practitioner's intuition is important, there's also
the saying that concern leads to confusion, and that a sorcerer shouldn't predict their own fate
. When it comes to matters of personal destiny, many premonitions become inaccurate.
"Come, Sister Ziyue, the tea is ready. Here, this is the schedule I've prepared myself, take a look!" The young
man pushed over a teacup filled with tea. Because they'd been visiting for years, Su Ziyue always had her own special teacup here
.
Picking up the cute cup with a pink Hello Kitty design, the girl sipped slowly,
carefully reviewing the schedule he'd adjusted for the young man.
It was clear that Liu Yi had made considerable preparations. Since the goal was to use psychological and technological methods to
superficially reproduce the effects of Taoist magic, the previous approach of gradually increasing the difficulty from the basics was
no longer suitable. Instead, the dazzling effects of Taoist magic should be displayed from the beginning. Then, they could trace back together
to see if there were any methods to simulate this result.
Of course, Su Ziyue could only learn through trial and error on her own, offering only half-baked instruction. The girl understood that
her parents would absolutely dislike seeing their family's secret techniques seen by others, even if that person was once
a close relative's child, even if that person had absolutely no talent for spiritual energy. Based on
the tradition of secrecy among practitioners, her parents would not support such behavior.
However, Su Ziyue didn't feel much psychological pressure, after all, from every perspective, the girl...
There's no need to worry about the secret leaking out. It's an undeniable fact that Liu Yi lacks talent. Even if he stares intently for a
long time, and understands the historical allusions and principles of the techniques perfectly, he can never truly learn them.
The reason is simple: the flow of energy within the body, the circulation and transport of spiritual energy
, and the crucial details of the methods for achieving different realms—these cannot be learned merely by observing appearances.
There are many scholars in the secular world who are very interested in the history of Taoism. Like the young man, they possess
ample knowledge, so broad that even ordinary practitioners often have to consult them, yet they lack
the talent to fully utilize this knowledge. Moreover, while nominally a teaching position, 　　Liu Yi's understanding of the classics is quite profound
due to his family's influence and his recent relentless efforts. The young woman also feels she has benefited 　　greatly from their discussions. 　　Add to that the boy's strikingly similar face, and every time she sees him, she feels as if her fiancé is only 　　a few years younger, alive and well in this world. 　　"Then let me be willful this once," Su Ziyue decided. 　　Then, the girl put down the timetable and nodded. Liu Yi's course schedule was brief, but it was already taking shape 　　. It seemed like he had put his heart into it. Ziyue felt she understood Liu Yi's thinking, so she 　　could start the classes. 　　Suddenly, Su Ziyue glanced to the side and saw that Liu Yi's hand, resting on the table, was trembling slightly 　　, and there seemed to be a little damp sweat on his palm. When she looked up from the schedule, she found 　　Liu Yi staring intently at her, his expression strange, his cheeks flushed as if he was nervous, or 　　perhaps filled with a strange anticipation. When she looked back, they stared at each other for a few seconds, then Liu Yi 　　lowered his head, his eyes darting around, looking like a hesitant and nervous child. 　　Su Ziyue thought for a moment and quickly came up with a reasonable explanation in her mind—he was probably just 　　too nervous to make such a change, and afraid of being criticized by a scion of a traditional family like her. 　　Thinking about it further, this explanation became even more complete in the girl's mind. Ziyue remembered. When she 　　was a little girl in kindergarten, she first met this scion of a family with a long-standing family friendship. After the parents introduced them 　　, it was his older brother who took the initiative to greet them, while the younger brother, Liu Yi, looked quite 　　thin and timidly followed behind his older brother, barely speaking when he saw the unfamiliar girl. 　　Since that was the case, the girl quickly put this question aside. 　　Organizing her thoughts, Ziyue cleared her throat, her beautiful voice echoing in the room like a bird's song, "Alright 　　, let's go with your plan then." 　　Doing what she said was Su Ziyue's style, and besides, as a scion of a prominent family, her childhood martial arts 　　were solid, and knowledge of talismans and spells was naturally easy for her. 　　The girl thought for a moment, then casually took out a few rudimentary but impressive-looking spells and 　　demonstrated them to Liu Yi. 　　Liu Yi seemed to be attracted by the spells Su Ziyue was performing, stopping his wandering gaze 　　and looking up at the effects of the spells intently. 　　While intently observing, the boy took out paper and pen and quickly scribbled down notes. 　　Although she still felt that simply recording the appearance of the spell wouldn't be enough to copy the magic, Ziyue still 　　routinely said to the boy, "Hey, this is a family heirloom spell. It's fine to write it down, 　　but you absolutely mustn't pass it on to anyone else." 　　Liu Yi nodded as usual, continuing to write and draw diligently. However, for some reason 　　, Ziyue felt that he was looking at his phone screen a little more frequently. 　　From Ziyue's perspective, although the boy's phone screen was lit, he wasn't opening any 　　apps. Was he checking the time? 　　But if it was just a charade, besides using magic tricks to replicate the effects of the spell and using persuasive language to fool 　　ordinary people, time itself wasn't the least important thing. Was he concerned about the rhythm? 　　Several possibilities flashed through Su Ziyue's mind, but none of the explanations were the most convincing 　　. Still puzzled, the girl bluntly asked, "Xiao Yi, why 　　don't you look at me when I'm talking to you? You're always staring at your phone. That's very impolite." 　　Faced with Su Ziyue's question, Liu Yi shuddered and stammered, "Um, no. I...no, I'm just confirming the time because...because I want to know 　　how long it takes for 　　Sister Ziyue to cast a spell , so I can use it as a reference later." 　　Su Ziyue frowned slightly, a puzzled look on her face, and casually replied, "What's there 　　to refer to? Shouldn't you know? It depends on the situation. Even similar supernatural abilities will look different in different 　　people's hands." 　　This was common knowledge, and Liu Yi, being from a noble family, couldn't possibly be unaware of it. 　　However, since Liu Yi had already answered, the girl didn't intend to delve further. After all, 　　it was Liu Yi himself who suggested using other methods to recreate the spell, and Ziyue was willing to cooperate, so there was no need to keep pursuing such minor details 　　. 　　Anyway, the plan still included the final stage of the apprenticeship, where Liu Yi would demonstrate the magician's 　　technique to recreate the spell. She could wait for the answer then! 　　Su Ziyue didn't notice anything amiss, not even realizing that her 　　voice, which had just escaped her lips, was weak and feeble, like a dream, completely lacking its previous confident 　　and high-spirited tone. She felt no strangeness at the boy's flustered movements. 　　The girl continued her demonstration, but what seemed perfectly normal to Su Ziyue appeared normal to the boy. 　　Her movements continued, but the slender fingers that were about to form the hand seals slowed considerably 　　, still trembling and unable to align. The prayer she recited was also weak and off-key 　　. 　　Not long after, as if realizing the seals hadn't worked, Su Ziyue blinked hard 　　, her clear black and white eyes scrutinizing her palms.

Then, less than two seconds later, she blinked again.
In just a few seconds, the girl blinked several times. Her hand seals, which were usually so natural,
became sluggish and weak, as if under a "time-slowing" spell.
Ziyue felt her mind was incredibly clear, without a single distracting thought. The only thought in her mind
was to cast the spell. But her body seemed to be deliberately working against her brain; her eyelids
felt like they were glued together, sticking to her eyes when she closed them. The instinctive
act of opening her eyes now required conscious willpower, and things looked like they were seen through a dirty pane
of glass, indistinct and unclear.
If she were a normal person, she would surely start investigating and questioning everything that had happened before this anomaly began
. However, Ziyue didn't have that luxury anymore. The girl's thoughts had become incredibly simple, and
the only idea stubbornly clung to in her mind was to follow the initial momentum and
succeed in performing that secret technique.
Just as the girl kept twisting her body and waving her arms wildly in the air,
two hands reached out from the side, grabbed Ziyue's wrists, and placed her wildly flailing arms steadily on the table.
After doing all this, a familiar male voice sounded from the side: "Sister Ziyue, you're very tired."
The boy's voice used a statement with unusual certainty, and his flat tone was as if he was just stating an
obvious fact.
"Tired? Not at all, I'm not tired at all. Continue... let go of me... I want to continue." Su
Ziyue was stunned and muttered in dissatisfaction.
She said things she disagreed with, but with each sentence, her body swayed accordingly, and just by looking at her
, she looked like a drunkard who refused to leave the table.
The boy ignored Su Ziyue, staring intently at the girl's face, and continued, "Sister Ziyue, you
're really tired. Look, your eyelids are about to close, you're so tired... Open them, then close them again,
you're even more tired! Watch your eyelids."
Liu Yi's voice sounded unusually low in her ears at this moment, the kind of
tone that made one lose all motivation. And he repeated these tedious words with every blink of Ziyue's eyelids.
At first, Su Ziyue would occasionally mutter a few words, but soon, the girl's mind, drawn by Liu
Yi's words, was focused on her eyes.
Her eyes opened and closed. Then they opened and closed again.
After repeating this countless times, Liu Yi's words began to change:
"Yes, Sister Ziyue, close your eyes, exhale, and expel the stale air from your heart. Then inhale, and
fresh air enters your body, making you feel very relaxed, very relaxed."
Lowering his voice just enough for Ziyue to hear, Liu Yi's eyes were fixed on Su Ziyue, his attention
entirely focused on the girl, striving to maintain a steady tone and carefully
altering the content of his speech.
He started by observing Su Ziyue's simple eyelid movements and then extended his words to her breathing. At first, the boy strictly followed
the rhythm of the girl's breathing, adjusting his word order to be completely consistent. However, after a long
time, once he was certain that Ziyue's condition had stabilized, his voice grew softer and softer, deliberately
slowing down.
Then, the boy removed the term of address for the girl from his speech, and his voice became so low and flat that it lacked any personal character
. Through this deliberate manipulation, his constant whispers in Ziyue's ear seemed to become her innermost thoughts:
"Huff...exhale, huff...exhale, huff...exhale, I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep."
Liu Yi was pleasantly surprised to see that as his voice slowed, Ziyue's breathing began to
adjust to his rhythm. It became slower and more regular, and she became increasingly quiet.
Her eyes, which had been struggling to stay open, fluttered gently under Liu Yi's guidance before finally closing
.
Liu Yi and Su Ziyue had been sitting on the sofa in the living room giving their presentation. The girl's body, weakened by exhaustion,
swayed and softened. She leaned back and sank deeply into
the soft sofa.
Before Liu Yi was a picture of a sleeping beauty. Su Ziyue
slumped into the sofa in a completely relaxed posture, her head leaning limply against the back, her rosy lips opening and closing slightly, her hands
resting listlessly on her thighs.
Only the boy's voice echoed in the living room. Liu Yi repeatedly uttered
seemingly repetitive phrases, subtly modifying the wording and
sentences without attracting attention, quietly subtly changing the meaning without Ziyue's conscious awareness. While guiding her, the boy kept a close eye on Su Ziyue, ready to adjust 　　the content of his sentences
according to the girl's condition . 　　However, it seemed that nothing unexpected had happened; the initial stage was nearing completion. But Liu Yi 　　dared not relax. If this operation was a risky mountain climb, he had only just taken 　　the first step. Su Ziyue's mind was currently clouded by the drugs, and coupled with the trust built up from their past close interaction, it 　　appeared that she had so easily fallen into a light sleep. However, as long as the memory of the event remains afterward, any 　　normal person who recalls what happened before the strange drowsiness will inevitably be suspicious 　　. 　　Then, a more vigilant sorcerer is no longer someone they can handle. 　　A bitter smile appeared on Liu Yi's face; this was probably what they called lust clouding judgment. 　　Ever since he saw the word "hypnosis" on the website, his mind had been racing, and his already burgeoning desire for his sister-in-law seemed to have found 　　an outlet. Evil thoughts, coupled with a seemingly possible method, swirled within him 　　. 　　And unlike before, this time the delusion clung to his mind like a leech, making it impossible for him to extricate himself 　　. After several internal struggles, Liu Yi, almost as if possessed, purchased prescription psychotropic drugs from his usual dark web.

The items, along with a series of other materials.
The original plan wasn't to take place tonight, but while making tea for Sister Ziyue, he couldn't help
but think of that plan again, as if a hundred claws were scratching at his heart. The boy couldn't resist once more…
So, the tea mixed with "medicinal ingredients" was served. Fortunately, the
tea that Su Ziyue usually liked to drink had a bitter taste, and the inherent bitterness of the pure tea masked the strange smell of the medicinal ingredients.
After Su Ziyue actually drank it, Liu Yi knew in his heart that there was no turning back. He
inexplicably fell asleep during the conversation. Such things, once recalled, would seem strange, even
without evidence. Even if the other person didn't say anything, they would have a knot in their heart, leading to a natural
distancing.
One wrong step leads to another. A little struggle of "ethics and morality" still lingered in his heart, but Liu Yi
no longer cared. His wide eyes only saw the girl's sleeping face, nothing else.
After some thought, Liu Yi decided to use the most orthodox method to guide the hypnosis. Hypnosis is not a one-
person job for the hypnotist; the patient's cooperation is equally important. He lowered his voice and chanted, "You're asleep, completely
immersed in a dream. Your whole body feels warm and relaxed, as if you're floating in the air,
or perhaps in the sea. Tell me, what do you see?"
Su Ziyue's face showed a pained expression. Her eyelashes fluttered rapidly, and her
small hands, resting on her thighs, moved uneasily, as if trying to grasp something. However, her clear, bright eyes
remained closed. After a struggle, the girl sighed softly, "Liu Ye, are you still alive?"
The name the girl spoke so passionately was Liu Yi's brother's name.
The boy also trembled, his expression incredibly complex.
Thinking of his loved ones who had been blown to pieces in the explosives, the boy naturally felt a pang of guilt.
He almost turned and ran outside, far away from here, but soon, he heard another voice
, and for some reason, a surge of resentment rose in the boy's heart.
His elder brother, it was his elder brother again. No matter what, it was always him. His parents, the elders of the Daoist sect, the scions of aristocratic families—their
eyes were always on him, whether he was alive or dead, his name was inextricably linked to his own
. Even the girl he had finally fallen for belonged to his elder brother. He
was practically living in that person's shadow.
Of course, Liu Yi himself wasn't too dissatisfied. His elder brother was very good to him; both children of the Liu family
were naturally precocious. The difference was that his elder brother's talent lay in the family's secret incantations, while he himself
had no talent whatsoever and could only seek development in other directions. Parents need a child to carry on the family's honor
, and the elders of the Taoist sect enjoy associating with talented young people. As for the scions of aristocratic families, they already have more conflicts and 　　ties because they also
have to attend "that kind of" classes with their elder brother . 　　Especially the Liu and Su families, whose relationship is extremely good, often 　　invite each other to participate in exorcisms and demon-slaying activities, while the scions of these families serve as reserves, learning combat experience from the rear. It can be said that they have a 　　life-or-death bond. 　　Whether from the perspective of interests or reason, the elder brother is completely right and absolutely 　　dutiful to his younger brother. He shares good things with him, and excitedly tells his 　　younger brother, who is waiting for their parents and him at home, about exciting stories outside. If outsiders bully him, the elder brother is the first to rush to the front. 　　Therefore, Liu Yi can only admit that his own thoughts are dark, as if he has always been shrouded in the shadow of his elder brother, wallowing in self 　　-pity without any manly spirit. 　　Even now, it's the same. 　　He seems to be studying desperately, but it's really just him following in his older brother's footsteps. Even 　　Ziyue, who comes over every day, looks at him with that expression, and the intelligent Liu Yi knows she's just trying to 　　find his older brother's shadow in him. 　　Perhaps his thoughts were disrupted by Ziyue's single word; Liu Yi's expression shifted between light and shadow for a long time 　　before he finally regained his composure. 　　Coming back to his senses, the boy realized his fingernails were digging deeply into his sweaty palms, causing 　　excruciating pain. 　　This pain also made Liu Yi concentrate, and he fell into deep thought. 　　He hadn't expected his older brother's memories to be so vivid in her mind; the prepared phrases using the ocean and sky as 　　guiding words weren't suitable for this scene. In other words, he now had to improvise on the spot 　　. 　　After thinking for a moment, a new idea popped into his mind. Although it was still very rough and only had a general idea, it made 　　Liu Yi's heart skip a beat. Almost instantly, the young man decided that this was the plan. Now, 　　disregarding the abrupt shift in thought that completely contradicted the initial script of cultivating goodwill through manipulation, the young man tidied 　　his words and continued, "That's right, we're in the Liu family's house now. Liu Ye has lived in 　　this house since she was little. It's filled with his presence." 　　He paused, seeing Su Ziyue's pained expression soften, and continued, "In this 　　living room, breathing the same air as him, you feel good now, as if you've returned to 　　the time you spent with him, very safe, very happy. Your whole body feels relaxed, inhale… exhale… inhale… 　　exhale… can you feel it?" 　　Su Ziyue, slumped on the sofa, calmed her expression and softly said, "Yes, I can feel him here 　　." 　　When the girl mentioned "him," Liu Yi's expression darkened slightly, but the young man didn't lose his composure. Instead, 　　he continued to gently guide her: "You like him, and you like the time you spent with him. So, 　　you like everything related to him, so you like this place, and you like Xiaoyi, right?" 　　"Mmm. I like him, so I like everything about him... I like him." The girl's lips curled up into a 　　smile. 　　It was practically a blatant display of affection, and even though she knew it was the result of her own prompting, a feeling of... well, it was arousing within her.

Filled with intense jealousy, Liu Yi couldn't help but say, "But he's gone..."
"Yes, he's gone." Her smile froze, Su Ziyue shuddered, and a
look of pain returned to her face. Her eyelids twitched violently. Although her mind was still under the influence of the drugs,
her distorted expression revealed the inner turmoil of the young girl.
Damn it! Realizing he had made a huge mistake, Liu Yi broke out in a cold sweat, silently cursing
himself. The previously promising situation had almost been ruined by his outburst, nearly causing Ziyue to break free
of the hypnotic state. Perhaps it was the pressure that spurred his quick thinking; in his panic, the boy 　　forcefully reinforced
the previous conversation .
"It's precisely because he's gone that I especially miss the old days. And there are many
kinds of death. The first is physical death, which disconnects the body from the world. The second kind of death is being
forgotten by everyone, which is a deeper sorrow, meaning that one's entire record is forgotten by the world. And you
know, Sister Ziyue, you'll grow up eventually. You can't stay this age forever. You'll eventually become an
excellent demon hunter. When that time comes, you'll meet many outstanding people like your brother
, and maybe even find an even better man. As time goes by, your
memories of your brother will gradually fade, like an oil painting that will eventually fade."
This was a desperate gamble.
Although Su Ziyue had never explicitly stated it, Liu Yi vaguely understood his sister's thoughts.
She seemed like a carefree, laughing older sister, but as one of the heirs of the demon-hunting Su family, how could Su Ziyue
really be as thoughtless as she appeared?
What Liu Yi was doing now was merely to point this out beforehand. If this caused Ziyue to wake up
, then that was simply fate. So, by finding an excuse to cover it up, the two families, being longtime friends, wouldn't
end up in jail. However, this would inevitably worsen the relationship between the two sides.
After saying this in one breath, Liu Yi stared intently at the girl, observing her every reaction.
"Hmm!" At this moment, Su Ziyue's reaction stopped; she remained completely still,
not moving an inch. Just as Liu Yi felt something was amiss, a tear flowed from the girl's eye
, tracing a path down her cheek.
The young man then realized that the heavier breathing he had just heard was her sigh. Indeed
, as long as one doesn't die, one will always encounter various things in life. How can one achieve immortality
? Supernatural powers are indeed great, but even someone as powerful as the Buddha cannot overcome karma.
Sister Ziyue has always been very clever; she couldn't possibly have been unaware of this. But precisely because she thought about it so
much, she can only sigh now.
The boy immediately pressed his advantage, "If you don't want to be forgotten, what you need to do isn't to run away from the future, but
rather to remember now. Remember him, remember everything about him. Keep it firmly in your heart, so that
even if all sorts of wonderful things happen in the future, this memory won't fade."
These were clearly encouraging words full of passion, but saying them in this situation felt rather strange
. Moreover, the boy had to lower his voice to maintain the effect, which was a little difficult.
However, so-called hypnosis is nothing more than communicating between external consciousness and the inner self. Naturally,
words accepted by the inner self are more powerful and less likely to be corrected or erased by the inner self.
What Liu Yi said seemed to be exactly what Su Ziyue was thinking. The girl didn't speak, but
nodded with even more force than before.
However, a resolute expression, as if she had made a firm decision, subtly appeared on her pretty face.
Liu Yi himself was unsure of himself. From the very beginning of the hypnotic induction, his intention was to use traditional hypnotic guidance
, such as constructing a "path" from the surface to the depths through words, from a sailboat on the sea to a dense forest, and then to stairs,
to lead Ziyue into a deep hypnotic state.
However, after uttering such excited and passionate words, it seemed difficult to get Ziyue back
to a relaxed and calm state, and then use imagined waves, clouds, and stairs to enter
the depths of her mind.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck the young man.
As a scion of a noble family with extensive knowledge of classical texts, a word suddenly came to Liu Yi's mind—
"meditation."
As a cultivator, he was quite familiar with meditation.
"A mind as pure as crystal, reaching the true self, with no distracting thoughts"—these fragments circulating in the secular world,
though incomplete, did indeed describe different perspectives on the profound states of martial arts practice.
In a sense, meditation itself is a form of self-hypnosis.
Then, Liu Yi recalled something else: the eldest daughter of the Su family was said to be a child prodigy,
possessing considerable cultivation at a young age. She seemed to have briefly entered a profound state of meditative absorption, which
seemed to offer a potential avenue for manipulation.
Composing himself, Liu Yi organized his thoughts and carefully chose his words, saying, "She's asleep, sleeping
soundly and sweetly. She can't hear any other sounds now. The only thing you can hear is your own thoughts
, a voice from the depths of your heart. This voice belongs to the thoughts within your own brain… In your dreams,
you won't doubt yourself, you won't question or hesitate about your own thoughts, and if there are any objections
, just speak them frankly."
It seemed that Liu Yi's words resonated with Ziyue's own thoughts, and
the girl simply hummed in response without hesitation.
Throughout, Liu Yi maintained his breathing in sync with the girl's rhythm. "Besides this sound
, if you listen carefully, you can hear many more sounds. Come on, listen carefully... can you hear
them?"
"Yes, many, many, like fish in the sea," Ziyue whispered after a long while.
"Recalling the feeling of meditation before, you... no, I need to go deeper. Everything here
, all the thoughts, all the memories, are within my mind. But it's not enough; those are just superficial
daydreams. You've reached the center of the ocean; everything here is still, absolutely calm
, absolutely silent. But these are illusions. They are non-existent delusions."
"Delusions?" The girl frowned, gently savoring the last word.
"That's right, it's all delusion. The surface sounds don't matter. Whether outward or inward, they only exist within
your heart. The ocean isn't outside you, it's inside you. Immerse yourself in it, deeply immerse yourself in it
. I am a part of your soul, your strongest desire, and your most desired goal. Listen to me
, concentrate, then forget yourself completely, and seep into the ocean. They are nothing
but a part of you. And you've succeeded before, haven't you? Remember that feeling, then grasp it
, and slowly follow it in."
This time, Su Ziyue remained silent for a long time. Even Liu Yi began to wonder if the hypnosis had failed, causing Su Ziyue
to fall directly into another sleep stage, before finally hearing the girl slowly speak, "Ugh, it really feels like falling
in. Melting." Su Ziyue hadn't finished speaking, but
judging from the girl's focused expression, she had already followed her guidance and begun to sink into the depths of her thoughts through meditation.
It is said that there is also a "true self" within the body. Only those who have abandoned everything and broken through illusions can enter
that realm, and only upon reaching that level can one be considered perfect, reaching a point where one can do as one pleases.
However, Liu Yi didn't have that ability; it was simply a miracle existing only in legends, like the resurrection of Jesus
.
After carefully observing Su Ziyue for a long time, he saw that the girl's expression became increasingly ethereal and calm
, her lovely face possessing a kind of divine holiness. The boy then gave guidance: "What
level have you reached?"
This time the answer was particularly slow. After a long wait, Ziyue finally
said in a rather lazy voice, "I am inside, and I am outside."
"Do you know why you came here?"
"I don't want to forget him. I want to remember, I absolutely must remember."
Liu Yi was also secretly amazed. The chaotic thoughts of the secular world are as numerous and disordered as fish swimming in the sea. Diving
into the sea of consciousness is definitely not a simple matter for cultivators. Could this be the so-called
miracle of love? Or is it the result of too deep an obsession?
The boy didn't understand, but even so, Liu Yi knew this situation couldn't last.
From a scientific perspective, a hypnotist's ability is distinguished by the level of consciousness they can access . Most hypnotists only stay on the surface, 　　modifying memories or inducing certain feelings
within the limits permissible by the recipient . But ultimately, these changes 　　are only successful if accepted and tacitly approved by the recipient's subconscious. 　　Deeper hypnotists can project mental anchors into the depths of the mind, imperceptible to the recipient, causing them 　　to unconsciously obey commands. These commands are not even subject to the recipient's conscious will. Generally speaking, 　　this is already the limit of human capability. 　　And deeper levels of hypnosis—almost like modifying the soul—are akin to magic. That's not 　　something humans can easily achieve, and it's even impossible to accurately describe in words. 　　Liu Yi knew perfectly well that he was lucky. The prodigy Su Ziyue once had 　　the opportunity to delve deep into her sea of consciousness, and he had merely exploited the girl's obsession with remembering a memory, guiding her 　　along the same path. 　　If he needed to insert any personal agenda, now was the time. Liu Yi understood that even in her normal state, Su Ziyue 　　couldn't easily enter such a deep meditative state. But now, Ziyue's mind 　　was as pure as an infant's; once the mental anchor was successfully placed, it would be a fact that even the girl herself couldn't easily 　　change. 　　Therefore, at this crucial moment of near success, extra caution was needed, because Ziyue was already deeply 　　immersed in her sea of consciousness. In that vast, chaotic sea of consciousness, all rationality and wisdom were barely enough to maintain 　　the concept of "self," and the outward self was only instinct. And human instinct is enough 　　to distinguish the simplest good and evil like the intuition of a wild animal. 　　Distorted words containing too much evil would simply be automatically resisted. 　　Fortunately, it seemed that Su Ziyue's consciousness still regarded her own voice as her inner voice, so the resistance 　　might not be so strong. 　　This time, Liu Yi remained silent for several minutes before slowly speaking. "First, gather 　　all the memories related to Liu Ye, can you do that?" 　　If it were an ordinary person, even regarding their own memories, they would naturally be unable to 　　control them at will. However, in this state... 　　"Hmm..." After a long while, Su Ziyue responded softly, indicating that she had completed the task. 　　"That's right, since you want to remember, then remember it deeply in your heart. Sister Ziyue, you will 　　treat this memory as the most important thing in your life, and let it be firmly remembered in your heart. Never to fade." 　　Seeing the serious and solemn expression on the girl's face, the boy changed his tone, carefully 　　implanting his own desires within the range that Ziyue could accept. "But to truly etch his life 　　into your heart, mere memory isn't enough. You'll increasingly want to understand everything about him, to try your best 　　to trace his footsteps. This house is his home, and Xiaoyi is his only living direct relative. You 　　'll instinctively like them and want to be close to them." 　　Seeing Su Ziyue nod in agreement without hesitation, the boy continued patiently, "So 　　you'll want to come here every day, to see and talk to Xiaoyi. It'll become a habit. If 　　you don't do it one day, you won't feel anything special, but you'll feel inexplicably anxious and restless 　　, as if you're about to forget him. Only returning here can dispel that feeling."

Next came the crucial final words. Liu Yi licked his lips, feeling his mouth dry 　　after saying so much . "Now, Liu Yi is the sole master of this house, and
the sole patriarch. As an ancient family, the Liu family naturally has many rules passed down from ancient times . The saying goes, 'When in Rome, do as the Romans do.' Within this family, Liu Yi's words, as the patriarch 　　, are the most important common sense. As a guest, you should obey the host's arrangements. Therefore 　　, you cannot refuse or object under any circumstances. If there is any...
" "What you find strange is just the family's unique 　　rules and etiquette; it's nothing to be surprised about. Since it's just common sense confined to this family, there's no need 　　to memorize it. You'll naturally forget it once you leave the house, only remembering it again when you're in this family 　　. You won't want to tell anyone, nor will you want to record it in writing, speech, or any other form 　　." 　　This time, Su Ziyue didn't answer for a long time, finally nodding slowly after a few minutes, "Yes." 　　After setting the key instructions, Liu Yi let out a long sigh. Finally, he just needed to calm down 　　. "Now, you will fall asleep again... asleep, already asleep." 　　After Su Ziyue's expression became serene, the boy patiently guided her to calm down. Several 　　minutes passed, and after confirming that the girl had truly fallen asleep, the boy whispered, "Sweet 　　dreams, Sister Ziyue." 　　That should be enough, right? On the way back to the bedroom, Liu Yi's mind wandered 　　. In the end, he had taken this terrible step. 　　He had a premonition that his life, marked by this day, would undergo a wondrous change. 　　Although it was vastly different from his initial plan, the final result seemed to have achieved its intended effect 　　. 　　His initial idea was to use hypnosis to greatly enhance Ziyue's affection for him, then seize the opportunity to make her 　　completely obedient, subtly transforming her thoughts without arousing suspicion. However, with a sudden 　　inspiration, he changed the method of hypnosis, removing the keyword setting and instead using his residence 　　as the anchor point. As long as the girl was in this house, as long as he was with her, his 　　words would become the "common sense" of this small dwelling. 　　Would this almost reckless plan succeed? Liu Yi couldn't guarantee it, but so far 　　, it hadn't failed immediately. 　　However, he was still far from success. 　　As a boy with no talent, yet unfortunately growing up in the supernatural world, his knowledge and experience were far broader than Ziyue's 　　. Precisely because of this, Liu Yi had to act cautiously. 　　Miracles don't happen easily. 　　Because "contradiction" is like the shadow of a miracle, it can appear at any time. 　　Yes, contradiction. 　　This is the translation of that word in Western modern magic. 　　As a Chinese allusion, it refers to the logical paradox created by a man from the state of Chu boasting about the sharpness of his spear and the sturdiness of his shield 　　. Similarly, as the name suggests, whenever incredible magic is used to rewrite 　　reality, a "distance" and an undue 　　paradox will arise between the rigid rules of reality and the distorted reality, and thus, contradiction will occur. 　　An excessively strong contradiction can directly erase failed magic, or even an unsuccessful caster. Even if 　　the magic is lucky enough to pass the test and take effect in reality, as long as the distortion continues, the paradox will 　　follow like a shadow. Mages must carefully maintain the balance; the more powerful the magic, the more likely it is to provoke a powerful contradiction 　　. And the stronger the contradiction, the more likely it is to negate precious magic, leading to irreversible consequences. 　　The occurrence of contradiction is difficult to describe precisely, but there are still a few key points. That is, the larger the scope of the rewriting 　　, the stronger the impact, and the more absurd the contradictions become. 　　Hypnosis, as a member of modern technology, is no exception to these laws. Fortunately, as a 　　means of manipulating illusions, it only affects the victim. This reduces the contradictions to the point of not directly distorting reality. However 　　, it is still dangerous. 　　Human consciousness and thought themselves change, but normal changes are the result of repeated 　　deliberation, with a long buffer period in between. Extreme joy or sorrow, or dramatic family upheavals, 　　can indeed cause a person to undergo a complete transformation in a very short time. However, this merely 　　removes a large amount of time buffer, forcing the impact from a very small scope. 　　Self-reflection remains essential. 　　Only thoughts accepted by consciousness can transform from "external objects" into a part of the self. Rewriting 　　consciousness is not a casual matter. 　　A person's thinking is the result of all experiences and thoughts from birth to the present; the human heart is not 　　something that can be swayed by a few words. 　　This is similar to a so-called illusion. When the mind believes it's reasonable and exists, the illusion is established 　　. However, it's ultimately something based on the moon's reflection in water, and cannot be directly exposed to sunlight. The more repeatedly 　　it's manipulated, the greater the chance of being detected. 　　The most worrying thing now is whether the mental anchor implanted deep in Ziyue's consciousness can function properly 　　and merge "normally" with the girl's thoughts without being noticed. 　　During this period, if any link goes wrong, it will plunge him into an abyss of no return. 　　Even so, Liu Yi has no regrets. 　　……………………………………………………………………………………… 　　…………… 　　"Ugh, did I just fall asleep?" Su Ziyue covered her head and swayed as she stood up from the sofa . For some reason, she felt dizzy, accompanied by a faint headache, like 　　a hangover the day after 　　drinking too much. 　　The boy who was next to her was gone. Su Ziyue frowned and called out a few times. 　　Soon, the sound of footsteps came from the stairs upstairs. Not long after, Liu Yi came out.

Now, standing before Su Ziyue
, the girl stretched and lazily complained
, "Why didn't you wake me up when I was asleep?" This time, even Su Ziyue didn't realize she hadn't maintained her authority as the older sister.
Then, Ziyue stopped herself. For some reason, the girl keenly sensed that
Liu Yi, who had come down this time, seemed different from usual. He wore a strange expression, his eyes bright and
alert as he looked at her, completely unlike his previous shyness in avoiding eye contact.
The girl found it odd; had something happened while she was asleep? But the living room furnishings
were exactly the same as before, and at most an hour had passed; nothing seemed amiss.
"Sister Ziyue, I feel like this isn't quite right," Ziyue
said seriously as she saw the boy straighten his clothes.
Although it sounded like a teenager trying to act like an adult, Su Ziyue was still surprised by Liu Yi
's sudden seriousness and asked in astonishment, "Wait, what's wrong?"
"There are many things wrong. For example, Ziyue, even though you have a key to my house, you
shouldn't just come in like that. You never knock or ring the doorbell. And even
when you come into my bedroom, you don't say hello. You completely disregard the rules of my house. So I've decided that
from now on, Ziyue, you must follow my arrangements and abide by the rules of my house."
Su Ziyue nodded blankly, seemingly stunned by the boy's words. "Oh, I understand
. Xiaoyi is finally becoming an adult. He needs his own personal space. Right?"
"Not entirely." The girl saw Liu Yi trembling, looking extremely excited.
The boy quickly realized his lapse in composure, forcing himself to stop trembling, and said, word by word
, "The key is that you must abide by my family's rules, Sister Ziyue. After all, there's a saying that guests should follow the host's lead.
Besides, Sister Ziyue comes from a scholarly family; she couldn't possibly be unaware of this principle, could she?"
The girl nodded again, "I understand, and what you said makes sense. Okay, then what should I do, Sister
?"
Hearing Ziyue's reply, Liu Yi's expression softened considerably. After a few seconds of pause, the boy continued
, "Sister Ziyue should know that my family is a prestigious family with a history spanning several hundred years, and we have many rules. I'm usually
quite casual with Sister Ziyue, but I..." "You're already the head of the family. In this family, you're considered my
elder sister. Sister Ziyue needs to follow my instructions and correct the rules one by one."
He sounded quite serious, though in her mind she thought it was just the boy being difficult because he lacked authority. But seeing this
, Su Ziyue suddenly found it quite amusing and smiled. "Okay, I'll listen to you, the head of the family
. Tell me, where should I start correcting things?"
Then, the girl heard Liu Yi involuntarily swallow, and after a few seconds, he
spoke as if holding his breath: "First of all, Sister Ziyue, your socks are wrong; you should take them off."
"Socks? What's wrong with your socks?" Su Ziyue looked down and asked casually.
But unexpectedly, just that one sentence caused the boy's face to suddenly turn bright red, a large blush
quickly spreading across his cheeks.
"Anyway...anyway, they're wrong." As he spoke, Ziyue saw Liu Yi's body tremble violently
a few times.
It seemed that if she said a few more words back, this "patriarch" might start to have a seizure
.
"Alright, alright. I'll listen to you, patriarch, I'll take them off."
The girl said with a smile, shifting her body to steady herself, pulling one leg out of her slipper. Then, she bent down, reaching her slender hand
towards her raised foot, grabbing the gap in the sock, and pulling it out.
As a conservative and traditional girl, Su Ziyue certainly wasn't wearing the provocative socks circulating online
. Covering Ziyue's feet was just a plain white cotton
sock, only reaching her ankles, serving the usual functions of protecting her feet and absorbing sweat and preventing odor. However, Ziyue had no idea 　　how much the boy would be stimulated by her exquisite posture
as she bent down and took off her socks . 　　It was already summer, and Su Ziyue was wearing an ordinary t-shirt. The neckline, reaching to her delicate collarbone 　　, naturally slipped down with gravity as she bent over to pull at her socks, opening the neckline 　　slightly. But it was enough for Liu Yi to see 　　the beautiful curves of her two round, white breasts through that small opening. 　　The snow-white flesh was faintly visible beneath her clothes, and the light-colored bra left a binding 　　mark on the edge of her breasts. Although it was just an unintentional exposure, it exuded a tempting allure that made one's mouth dry. 　　Removing one sock didn't take long; with just a gentle pull, the snow-white sock slipped off her foot. Only 　　a dozen seconds 　　passed after Su Ziyue changed her position and removed the other sock . 　　"What's wrong?" When she looked up, the girl saw that Liu Yi's face was still flushed, and he was 　　staring blankly at her. She couldn't help but ask, somewhat puzzled. 　　No matter how intelligent Su Ziyue was, she was unaware that her younger brother was already 　　incredibly excited, his lower body tense with arousal. 　　Even now, Ziyue hadn't thought deeply about why, whenever Liu Yi spoke, she felt an overwhelming urge to obediently 　　comply 　　. Based solely on the boy's few words, she had obediently taken off 　　her socks. Her only thought was that it wasn't a big deal; she should just do as she was told . 　　Of course, a sock wasn't a big deal. 　　"Oh, right," Ziyue remembered something and quickly checked the clock. 　　"It's almost time; I have to go back." Seeing that it was getting late, the girl waved 　　goodbye and prepared to head towards the entrance. 　　"Wait!" Liu Yi quickly called out from behind.

When Su Ziyue looked at him with a puzzled expression, the boy stammered, "
It was fine before, but at home, my mom used to kiss me before she went out...
so... so..."
Liu Yi felt his hint was quite clear; for a reserved Chinese person, this was practically a blatant
declaration. Of course, the fact that his mother would kiss him before he went out was something he only
experienced before he was five, but Su Ziyue couldn't possibly verify such a private matter.
The girl scratched her head and muttered, "Oh, I'm not your mother. You don't have to be like that."
The boy was immediately dumbfounded, completely unprepared for Su Ziyue's words; it was practically a lame
joke.
However, Liu Yi quickly noticed that when Su Ziyue said this, her face didn't show the
reluctant, perfunctory expression, but rather a somewhat bewildered look.
Perhaps that explained it. Composing himself, the boy spoke again, deliberately lowering his voice to make it sound powerful, and
said in a more convincing tone, "No, Ziyue, you need to see the common ground. My mother is of the opposite
sex, and so are you. If you're both of the opposite sex, then of course you should do the same things, that's the rule in my family
."
When he said this, Liu Yi was practically risking everything, but thinking about it carefully, it
wasn't entirely wrong. And even if she got angry, she could claim it was a joke
, thus testing the effectiveness of hypnosis. It was a flexible approach.
After hearing Liu Yi's explanation, Su Ziyue blinked, her bright eyes momentarily blank, then
she smiled sweetly, "Well, since it's the rule in my family, there's nothing I can do about it."
After saying that, the girl stepped forward, her cherry lips, a head taller than him, pressed against his forehead,
making a soft kiss.
Then Su Ziyue took a few steps back, smiling at Liu Yi, "Alright, let me give you
this loving kiss in place of your mother."
"Alright, this is really goodbye, I still have homework to finish at home." Su Ziyue waved
her hand and turned to leave.
As if stunned by the kiss, Liu Yi touched the wet spot on his forehead and didn't say anything else. He just
watched Ziyue's swaying figure walk towards the entrance, then bend down again to put
the cotton socks he had just taken off back on his bare white feet, and then put on his shoes. He left and closed the door as usual
.
Everything seemed exactly the same as yesterday, but only the wet spot on his forehead told
him that this wasn't a dream. After standing there dumbfounded for a long time, the boy smiled excitedly again
, strolled back to the coffee table, picked up the pre-written schedule, and read it word by word.

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