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Chapter 264 Treatment Plan
Lin Feng did not respond immediately, but turned to look at Tang Xiaofu.
Tang Xiaofu nodded gently: "Don't worry, I will protect you."
This statement is like a pardon.
Lin Feng took a deep breath and turned to face Tang Xiaorui.
The girl's eyes were incredibly bright, reflecting his approaching figure.
He walked up to her, and without hesitation, gently put his arm around her waist.
Tang Xiaorui's body stiffened slightly, then softened, and she naturally wrapped her arms around his neck.
The two looked at each other.
Lin Feng slowly bent down, his movements as if they had been slowed down tenfold.
Tang Xiaorui closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips parted slightly in an inviting gesture.
Then, their lips met.
At first, it was a gentle touch, as if testing the water temperature.
The next second, Tang Xiaorui deepened the kiss—she wasn't the one passively accepting; she was always the one taking the initiative.
Her tongue darted out, prying open his lips and teeth.
Lin Feng was slightly taken aback, then responded to her.
The two quickly locked lips and teeth, leaving only soft, wet sounds and slightly rapid breathing in the office.
As a psychologist, Elena has seen too many emotional relationships, but witnessing firsthand the budding of affection that still blossomed in dire straits still warmed her heart.
Her lips unconsciously curved upwards, and her eyes softened.
Tang Xiaofu gently clenched her hands at her sides.
As she watched her sister kiss Lin Feng, a complex mix of emotions welled up inside her—
For a fleeting moment, she felt a subtle sense of loss and bitterness.
But she immediately suppressed these emotions, and reason prevailed.
Her eyes were fixed on Tang Xiaorui, not missing a single subtle change:
Xiaorui's breathing rhythm, the trembling of her eyelids, every flexion and extension of her fingers, the changes in the angle of her shoulder blades...
She was reading for any signals that might indicate a personality shift.
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The clock is ticking.
Thirty seconds, one minute...
The two showed no signs of stopping their kiss.
Tang Xiaorui pressed almost her entire body against Lin Feng, kissing him passionately and intensely.
Lin Feng was initially somewhat restrained, but under her almost overbearing and passionate offensive, he gradually lowered his guard. He moved one hand up from her waist, gently supporting the back of her neck, and responded to her fervor with more skillful technique.
Just as the kiss had lasted for about one minute and forty seconds, Tang Xiaofu's pupils suddenly contracted.
She saw it—
Tang Xiaorui's right hand, which was wrapped around Lin Feng's neck, had its index fingernail dug deeply into the pad of her thumb, leaving a white mark.
That was an unconscious action of extreme restraint of a certain impulse.
More importantly, Tang Xiaorui's eyes, though closed, began to move rapidly and irregularly beneath her eyelids—
This is not a natural reaction to emotional distress, but a physiological manifestation of intense conflict at the level of consciousness.
Her breathing rhythm also began to become disordered, sometimes rapid and sometimes stagnant, as if two different breathing patterns were vying for control.
Clearly, the second personality is forcibly rising.
Tang Xiaofu did not hesitate at all.
As she stepped down, the golden patterns that flowed like an undercurrent suddenly burst forth, spreading upwards from the floor like burning flames, instantly forming a complex array of light patterns around her.
Golden light shone in her eyes as she issued immediate rules using her authority as the headmaster:
"Based on Article 7 of the 'Abnormal Management' regulations of this park, temporary authorization is granted to implement the following measures on Tang Xiaorui's 'second personality': sensory isolation, action freeze, and intervention silence."
"Time limit: 30 seconds. Execute!"
The golden power of the rules precisely enveloped Tang Xiaorui's restless second personality, forming an absolute isolation barrier.
Tiny specks of pale gold light emanated from Tang Xiaofu's fingertips—that was her continuously burning "rule authority" to maintain this temporary rule.
The boy's spirit, suppressed by the power of the rules, let out a silent roar deep within his consciousness, yet he could not break through this intensified confinement.
Tang Xiaorui's body trembled violently, and the signs of her newly emerging second personality quickly dissipated like the receding tide.
She seemed to vaguely realize that she had just been on the verge of losing control and dared not continue, so she immediately let go of Lin Feng.
The moment their lips parted, a strand of silver thread was gently stretched and then quietly broke.
[Ding! Tang Xiaorui's favorability towards the host increases by 25]
[Current Affection Level: 80 / 100]
Tang Xiaofu's tense body finally relaxed, and the golden light patterns under her feet dimmed and went out as if the power had suddenly been cut off.
"It's getting late," she said, turning to her sister with an unquestionable tone. "Xiaorui, you should go back and rest."
"No," Tang Xiaorui immediately shook her head, hugging Lin Feng's arm tightly, "I want to stay with Lin Feng."
"Now we need to get down to business," Tang Xiaofu said, her voice deepening.
Seeing this, Lin Feng reached out and gently ruffled Tang Xiaorui's hair, coaxing her:
"Sweetie, didn't you say you were going to draw illustrations? Show them to me when you're done, okay?"
Tang Xiaorui's eyes lit up, and she looked up at him: "You really want to see?"
"Okay, I'll wait."
"It's a deal then!" A smile bloomed on her face as she let go of his hand and walked briskly toward the door.
The door closed, and the footsteps faded into the distance.
A brief silence fell over the room.
Elena spoke first: "Regarding Xiaorui's situation, I have a preliminary plan—to trace and cut off the root cause, or you could call it removing the fuel supply from under the fire."
She explained the thought process in detail—it is necessary to find out the true identity of the remnant soul, its cause of death, and the opportunity for it to possess Xiaorui, so as to dismantle the foundation of its existence from the source of its obsession.
"As long as we can find the root of his obsession, such as unfulfilled wishes, a covered-up truth, or even the object of revenge, we have the opportunity to fundamentally dismantle the foundation of his existence and let him dissipate naturally."
After listening, Tang Xiaofu shook her head almost without hesitation: "This path won't work."
"The Zoo instance is a closed-loop system; the rules do not allow 'investigation' outside the Zoo."
After a moment of silence, Elena proposed a second approach: personality fusion and reintegration.
She explained, "Under deep hypnosis and close protection, Xiaorui's main personality was guided to actively absorb or integrate this secondary personality born from the remnant soul's obsession."
"It's not about eliminating him, but about transforming 'his' emotions and memories into a part of Xiaorui's own experiences and strength."
"For example, let her accept this heavy feeling of being 'loved,' but strip away the possessiveness and aggression within it."
Tang Xiaofu shook her head again.
"Xiaorui's willpower may not be able to withstand it," her voice clearly conveyed a denial, "and this process will take time—months, or even years."
"And you..." she looked at Lin Feng, "have only six days left in this strange tale."
She paused, her tone growing colder: "Besides, that 'him' is too obsessed. The possibility of Xiaorui absorbing him is far lower than being devoured by him."
The room reached a stalemate.
Just then—
"Tap~"
The door lock clicked softly as someone pushed it open from the outside.
Tang Xiaofu instantly straightened her back, stood up, and whispered, "Father?!"
Tang Yuan walked in with a leisurely gait and closed the door behind him.
He raised his hand to signal the others not to be nervous: "I was listening outside the door for a while just now."
Tang Xiaofu's forehead immediately creased with annoyance: "Father, how could you...?"
"Eavesdropping?" Tang Yuan shrugged, his tone matter-of-fact. "I can't help it, my ears are just too sharp."
"Besides, this concerns Xiaorui, so I need to know what you're planning."
He walked to the sofa, sat down naturally, and glanced at the three of them.
"However," he changed the subject, "I'm not just listening for nothing. I do have a solution regarding Xiaorui's situation."