You call this a black hand?

In the lake, the tall blonde lady was hanging on the boy's upper body like a koala.

The toes of the crossed slender legs kept tapping on the lake surface, and his head was buried in the side of the young man's face. His body was shaking as if he was sobbing softly.

From Alyssa's angle by the lake, you can't see her face at the moment, but you can clearly see the amazing charm of her graceful back curve in the sun.

The body is graceful and white, especially the waist, which is as graceful and delicate as a snake.

The young man facing the lake has an expressionless face with his eyes closed, his body is straight and strong, his handsome facial features are as three-dimensional as sculptures, and he is full of classical beauty when he is motionless.

Now that the beautiful snake is entangled around his body, he seems to have turned into a majestic god who was caught in a petrified trap and unfortunately desecrated by evil spirits.

Amidst the ripples of the water, the leaves on the lakeside were rustling in the wind.

The beautiful girl with the same blond hair and similar appearance to the "evil" stared blankly at everything in the lake, her expression full of confusion.

In fact, she had watched this scene dozens or hundreds of times.

Whether it was from the front, from the side, or even from as close as a few feet into the lake, she had seen it all.

However, no matter how she looked at it, she still found it hard to believe that her dignified and conservative mother would actually do such a thing.

Especially, the target is still her daughter’s boyfriend...

This had a huge impact on Alyssa.

Although I have seen similar scenes before, my mother was seriously injured at that time and had no choice but to do so.

But right now...

At first, Alyssa was extremely sad and angry about this, and even couldn't help her emotions, and said something bad about her mother to Melen through the Book of Secret Words.

However, precisely because of Melen's promise to be her boyfriend, she did not go to extremes as usual.

After calming down a little, the girl even made an excuse for her mother.

"She didn't know Mellon had agreed to date me, so I can't blame her for that."

"After all, it has happened once before. Now that my mother has that thought, of course she doesn't need to endure it anymore."

"The book says that women in their thirties have very strong impulses in this regard, not to mention that my mother still has my blood in her body..."

"For me, my mother has not gotten married for so many years, and now..."

It has been quite some time since I discovered my mother's secret.

During this period, Alyssa's little mind was filled with all kinds of explanations and excuses, so much so that when she looked at this scene now, she wasn't even very angry with her mother, but rather felt pity for her inexplicably.

But on the other hand, she was full of guilt towards Melen.

In the beginning, because of his own reasons, Mellen was dragged to that deserted place and suffered a lot.

During this period, in order to save her, when he used that kind of defensive barrier and remained motionless, he actually pervertedly took advantage of others' danger...

Later, Meren also tried to save his mother, but was played by her mother while she was in a coma.

Although he didn't say anything afterward, thinking about it, he must have felt very uncomfortable.

As a result, I didn't consider his feelings at all at the time.

Because his confession was rejected, he actually used the mistakes he had made to threaten him...

But Meren still didn't get angry because of this. Instead, he was always concerned about her physical condition, and even agreed to her willful second confession.

Now, still without knowing it, he was being raped by his mother again...

Suddenly, with a sigh of contentment, the ripples in the lake finally calmed down.

Then the surrounding scene began to regress and "played" again at a certain node according to the records that Alyssa had seen many times before.

"You have to treat this as an important matter."

In a dark forest path, a little girl with red hair neatly braided raised her head and said seriously to the middle-aged man holding her hand beside her:

"Although it is indeed absurd, if you want to be a truly strong person, you must have the ability to adapt quickly no matter what kind of situation or dilemma you encounter."

"Compared to some life-and-death disasters, what are we experiencing now?"

"If you can't even change this, what should you do if you encounter more difficult situations in the future?"

"Sorry, teacher, I know what to do..."

"What did you call me just now?"

"Okay, my good daughter. Dad knows he was wrong, okay?"

"That's pretty much it."

The little girl's satisfied voice seemed so sanctimonious.

However, the honest "boy" who picked up the little girl probably never imagined what nasty things would happen to him next.

"We are such a dirty mother and daughter..."

Alyssa, who was watching everything, thought in despair, but her eyes were always fixed on the father and daughter.

It seemed that everything that was going to happen next had some strange attraction for her.

After her bloodline was fully awakened, Alyssa inexplicably found that she could read everything that had ever happened in the storybook world at will.

Here, she actually saw many former users doing some private behaviors, some in two people, some in three people, some conservative, some unrestrained.

But inexplicably, what attracted her the most was the brief but beautiful scene in the lake.

So much so that she looked over and over again, but couldn't get enough of it.

She actually knew that this was wrong and an insult to her boyfriend Mellen.

But she didn't know why, she couldn't help but want to watch it, she was so fascinated that she even lost track of time.

It was as if the painting scene she had written to stimulate her mother had really come to pass...

But it is a pity that this viewing does not last.

Before the two of them started to take off their clothes, Alyssa noticed someone shaking her body outside.

After reluctantly looking away, she escaped from the storybook world.

Opening her eyes and looking, Alyssa found that the person in front of her was her roommate Catherine.

"What's wrong with you? You're still awake until now?"

Seeing the blond girl slowly opening her eyes, Catherine with delicate features asked in a worried tone: "Is there something wrong with your body?"

Meren originally asked Catherine about her "split soul" condition, and now they both live in the same dormitory, so Alyssa has very good senses about this person.

"The Romance of Fairy Wood"

But no matter how good her senses are, she can't tell the truth.

So Alyssa just shook her head, "No, it's nothing, I just overslept."

"Is it really okay?"

Catherine, who had long black hair, frowned and said, "You have a special physical condition. If you encounter any abnormality, you must not tolerate it."

"Special physical condition?"

Alyssa was stunned when she heard this, "You, where did you hear that?"

"Iger told me."

Catherine said: "He also told me to take care of you more and tell him in time if there is any accident."

Melen…

Alyssa was silent after hearing this.

Thinking of all the dirty thoughts and actions before, she suddenly felt the urge to cry.

"If nothing is wrong, get up quickly, get dressed and go to school."

Seeing that the blond girl was in good health, the worry on Catherine's face disappeared, and her tone returned to calmness:

"The first class for your group is History of Magic. You are already late, but it doesn't matter whether you study this class or not. However, the second class is Potions, which must be understood and mastered."

"Aren't you in the first group, Catherine?"

Alyssa asked in a low voice.

"I'm from the second group."

The other party answered, then ignored her, turned around and left in a hurry.

It seemed like she came back this time just to wake up Alyssa.

The blond girl was a little strange about this.

Because if the other person is not in the same group as her, how did she find out that she was absent from class?

Or is it that Catherine is just on her way back this time?

Does she have other things to do?

Alyssa couldn't figure this out, and she didn't pay much attention to this roommate who had always been somewhat mysterious.

At this moment, all she could think about was Meren.

Next time I go to class, I am bound to meet Mellen.

How should she face it?

In other words, what makes Alyssa confused is what should she do to make up for the strong guilt she feels towards Melen?

…

"Catherine" on the other side hurried towards another accommodation area after leaving the dormitory.

The campus was quite quiet at this time. Although some wizards on flying broomsticks flew by from time to time in the sky, there were few people on the ground.

Most people were busy with everything related to teaching and learning. Occasionally, when someone saw Catherine, a black-haired girl, they just looked at her curiously and did not step forward to ask anything.

So she successfully arrived at someone's single dormitory downstairs.

After looking up at the bay window balcony of the room for a moment, her face hesitated and her steps hesitated, as if she wanted to go there, but was afraid of seeing something.

However, after hesitating for a long time, the black-haired girl finally gritted her teeth and walked towards the house.

Climb the stairs and open the locked door.

What you see upon entering is a white room with simple but elegant decoration.

The environment is fresh, the balcony is decorated with flowers and plants, and some untouched milk and bread are placed on the low table next to the leather sofa in the living room.

It seemed to be breakfast prepared by a virtuous young woman for her husband, but the husband who was lost in the lake forgot to eat it before leaving.

After looking at them with deep eyes for a few times, Mrs. Chelsea, disguised as Catherine, walked towards the bedroom with a clear goal.

Compared with the neatly tidied living room, the bedroom with a gauze four-poster bed is a little messy.

The bedding was piled haphazardly at the end of the bed, and there were obvious indentations on the pillow.

A few strands of black hair and a faint scent of champagne rose made the lady frown deeply.

And when she reached out and brushed the white bed, many traces of moisture slowly appeared on the sheets that were originally only slightly wrinkled.

Some are speckled, and some are patchy.

A unique flavor spread from here.

"Juliana..."

The face of the lady who looked like a black-haired girl suddenly turned gloomy, and there was an inexplicable look of annoyance and anger in her eyes.

However, after taking a deep breath, she suddenly became extremely calm, with no expression on her face.

Only the frown never relaxed.

She didn't sleep all night last night, always thinking about what the student said in the library and what he would do after leaving.

The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt, and a certain emotion kept accumulating.

Even this morning, after seeing the new students officially starting to go to school and leaving the accommodation area, she couldn't wait to take the opportunity to rush over and inspect the scene.

However, even though there were many flukes before, the facts now prove that what should happen and what should not happen has already happened...

The white fingers stay away from the sheets, and some traces of last night are quietly gone.

Mrs. Chelsea came to the living room and sat on the sofa with a silent expression.

"Are you in a confused mood?"

There is a silver-rimmed oval mirror hanging on the wall not far away. What is reflected in the mirror is an expressionless black-haired girl sitting on the sofa.

However, the girl was obviously motionless, but the person in the mirror stood up, and his face slowly approached the mirror.

"You shouldn't be immersed in such meaningless emotions."

Her voice is similar to Mrs. Chelsea's, but it is slightly ethereal, with a strange ethereal feeling, as if the speaker is not in this world.

"You should have thought of all this."

"I need quiet."

The lady answered absently, not seeming at all surprised by what she saw in the mirror.

"Your heart can't be calm at all, so how can you be calm?"

The Holy Spirit in the mirror said this, with a sarcastic smile on his face full of divine feeling.

"You brought it all on yourself. If you regret it now, what's the use?"

"I have no regrets."

The wife replied calmly, "It's just that my good friend and my student are hanging out together. I can't bear it."

"I admire how calm you look now."

The smile on the Holy Spirit's face became more obvious, as if he was gloating about his misfortune.

"It's just that you seem to have forgotten that we actually have the same mind."

These words made Mrs. Chelsea narrow her eyes unconsciously.

Looking up at "herself" in the mirror, she suddenly asked: "How did you feel at that time? What were you thinking? Or was it that your brain was stimulated and went blank, and you didn't think about anything?"

"Why did you say what you know so easily? Did you say it on purpose, or because you just couldn't help it?"

Holy Spirit was startled when he heard the words, and then the smile on his face faded, "Provoking me will not do you any good."

"This is exactly what I want to say to you."

Madam lowered her eyes and said: "You are very strong, but the demonic tide has not been activated yet. You, or you, are limited no matter how strong you are."

"I know that you are full of hatred towards me and my students, but since you are currently parasitizing in my body, you should put away your arrogance, otherwise you will be careful about the trouble coming from your mouth."

"You have no power to do anything to me."

The Holy Spirit in the mirror said this: "Even if you don't cooperate with some of my plans, it won't actually have any impact on me."

"I don't have the ability, but my students do."

Mrs. Chelsea responded calmly.

"I imagine he would be happy to reenact the torture scene."

These words made the Holy Spirit in the mirror stunned. He stared at "self" outside. He really couldn't imagine why she could say such words in this house.

"You are such a shameless bitch!" The Holy Spirit finally snorted coldly and disappeared into the mirror.

The lady sitting on the sofa ignored her last words and stared at the ceiling in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about.