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“Hmm, not bad at all." Zhen Yi said. “Not just ‘not bad’—directors who have worked with her all say they’ve never seen an actor who can switch in and out of character as quickly as she does. I once watched Best Actress Liang Bing perform. She’s slow to get into character and even slower to come out. After a crying scene, it took the production team an hour to coax her out of it.” “Really?” Zhen Yi smiled. She wasn’t into the entertainment industry, but hearing stories like this was…-
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“A person is constantly in motion, and so is their mental world. Each person’s mind can be seen as an independent space.” Li You’s fingers, pale and slender, rhythmically tapped his knuckles. “When someone’s mental strength is powerful enough to exert pressure on others, those around them will subconsciously accept that person’s thoughts, becoming influenced by their mind. This is not uncommon in real life.” “Indeed." Yan Ge replied calmly, waiting for him to continue. “I analyzed the…
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“The clinical manifestations involve mechanically reliving the traumatic event, constantly recalling the situation and feelings from that time…” “That sounds so sad,” Zhen Yi’s voice dropped as she thought of Wu Zhe’s descriptions of his never-ending, terrifying dream—dark, hopeless, cold, and damp. “…there’s also avoidance behavior, not wanting others to mention the incident, and in severe cases, selective amnesia.” Wu Zhe indeed didn’t remember that Tang Shang had already…
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Zhen Yi recalled the first time she saw Wu Zhe, noticing the scars on his neck and wrists from being tied up. Back then, she had a subtle feeling that the wounds on his heart were likely deeper and more painful than Tang Shang’s. Could he commit murder in his current state? If he could, would he be conscious while doing it? And could he come and go freely? Her thoughts were a mess until Wu Zhe’s tired voice broke through. “Lawyer Zhen, I’m so exhausted.” “What?” “I ran too long today.…
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Si Gui proudly carried the dish of big plate chicken to Zhen Yi’s nose and bragged, “Look at this! First try, and it’s already perfect in color, aroma, and taste. Yang Zi, come taste my virgin big plate chicken.” Zhen Yi snorted, “Good thing you didn’t make buns today, or it’d be too shocking to taste your…” “Shut up, you filthy-minded freak!” Si Gui roared, kicking Zhen Yi out of the kitchen. “Zhen, you’ve been getting more and more outrageous lately.” “Maybe I’m…
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Zhen Yi felt a wave of frustration. Doctor Yan, do you have memory problems? Was it a ghost who answered the phone just now?! Zhen Yi and Xiao Ke exchanged glances, both of them directing their gaze toward the man in the white coat. Yan Ge rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Xiao Ke, didn’t I tell you to take her over there…?” He paused for a moment. “Hmm, I didn’t say that.” Xiao Ke chuckled awkwardly. “Teacher, you were taking notes at the time and didn’t notice.” Yan Ge took off his…
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This year, K City had more rain than usual. At the beginning of May, the sky was unexpectedly blue. The rain was fine like in Jiangnan, and the cherry blossoms in the courtyard had fallen, scattering the ground. Zhen Yi brewed a pot of tea and sat in a wicker chair by the wooden window, holding her tablet. She had an apartment, but whenever she faced a difficult situation, she preferred to come to her grandfather’s small house—whether to hear his wisdom or just to quietly sit in this peaceful corner…
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Brewing, pouring, rinsing, and serving tea, Zhen Yi moved through the steps with effortless grace. In the end, she presented him with a small, crystal-clear cup of amber tea, placing it in front of him. “It’s not very well done." she admitted, knowing that by his standards, her skill was far from perfect. Yet, he still held the small cup in his hand and sipped slowly. Zhen Yi smiled lightly, her dimples showing as she poured herself some hot water into her porcelain cup. The afternoon at the…
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“…Yes.” “After his death, you followed the news online?” “…Yes.” Her answer came slowly. “Did you leave a comment?” “No.” That response was quick. “Did you light a candle for him?” “…No.” “Did you celebrate his death?” “…Yes.” She frowned, answering slowly. “Given his past behavior, do you think his death was well-deserved?” “…Yes.” The polygraph showed no anomalies—she was telling the truth. Zhen Yi also despised Lin Ziyi, feeling…
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“Did you drink beer?” “No.” “Did you drink a cocktail?” “Yes.” There was hesitation. “Are you worried I’ll ask something else?” “No.” She lifted her head, eyes wide. “Did you only have one drink?” “No.” The answer came quickly. “Did you have just two drinks?” “…” “Do you find the polygraph fascinating?” “Yes.” “Did you only have two drinks?” “…Yes.” There was a long hesitation. “Two cocktails made you drunk enough to lose…
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