Seeing Yu Zhesen and Han Jinglong chatting happily, Yu Qingxue felt a little relieved, but she still glanced at the two from time to time, paying attention to the conversation. 袬
She did not try to use her mind-reading power on Han Jinglong at this time, partly because of Yu Zhesen's prior request and warning, and partly because of her own unstable state.
Although Yu Qingxue took the opportunity to change clothes and take a shower at home to give herself a shot of Flora Stabilizer, she still clearly felt physical discomfort at this moment.
After defeating Jin Guozheng and returning from the other world, Yu Qingxue realized that her "condition" had changed compared to the past, and her intermittent symptoms no longer seemed to be well controlled by Flora stabilizer. Has drug resistance developed? Or are there other reasons? She was secretly worried about this.
The massive fragments of thoughts generated by the people gathered in the banquet hall made her feel like she was in a vegetable market again. The endless whispers conveyed colorful emotions into her mind, forming a picture in which it was difficult to distinguish reality from fiction. Yu Qingxue took a sip of red wine from the glass, relaxed her body and leaned on the back of the chair, slowly closing her eyes.
She wanted to give up resistance, not to fight against the fragments of thoughts that flooded into her mind, and to ease her discomfort with complete acceptance. 袬
This method is like adding firewood to put out a fire. The purpose is to burn out the source of the fire as quickly as possible.
A hand gently fell on the back of Yu Qingxue's hand.
Wu Xiaoming asked with concern: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Yu Qingxue had to open her eyes to answer her question, but the dense bloodshot eyes on her eyes scared Wu Xiaoming.
"I'm fine." Yu Qingxue shook her head to stop Wu Xiaoming from speaking. She didn't want more people to know about her condition, especially Yu Zhesen.
Because Yu Zhesen was discussing important matters with Han Jinglong and Luo Meewu at the moment, Yu Qingxue did not want to disturb them.
She excused herself to go to the bathroom and left. Wu Xiaoming was a little worried so he got up and went with her. 袬
"Is your abnormality getting worse?"
In the women's restroom, Wu Xiaoming looked in the mirror and asked Yu Qingxue, who was standing side by side with her in front of the sink.
Yu Qingxue bent over, constantly holding up water with both hands and smearing it on her face. Her movements seemed a bit rough, and the splashing water wetted her hair and dress.
"When I was fighting Jin Guozheng over there, I found that my abilities had become stronger." Yu Qingxue answered while washing her face with water, "I couldn't break through Jin Guozheng's mental defenses, but I was able to break through at the critical moment.
..."
"So you have experienced the upgrade of superpowers?"
Yu Qingxue stopped temporarily and asked in confusion: "What is the upgrade of superpowers?"
"Well... this is a controversial statement in the academic community. Some scholars who study superpower genes believe that there are different levels of superpower genes in the human body. Higher-level superpower genes mean stronger abilities.
"Wu Xiaoming looked like she was trying to remember. She heard this knowledge by chance. 袬
"What are the conditions for upgrading? How to prove that your abilities have been upgraded?"
"I'm not a professional, so I can't answer such a detailed question." Wu Xiaoming shrugged, "Also, there is still controversy in the academic community because there are too few samples available for research. However, researchers who support this argument believe that it is better to
The conditions are not fixed, and the evolution of superpower genes is a very metaphysical process."
Yu Qingxue looked at the mirror with a bitter face: "I seem to understand what you said, but I don't seem to understand anything."
"According to scientists, dangerous battles may trigger the upgrade of superpower genes, but there are many examples of people getting upgrades by just sleeping and doing nothing." Wu Xiaoming said in a joke-like tone, "In short,
The superpower genes in our bodies are not static."
"What about people like Yu Zhesen who can control their own power genes to a certain extent... and change them according to their own wishes?"
Wu Xiaoming spread his hands: "I have never heard of any precedent. This is probably the work of Tang Suguang. However, Yu Zhesen's example can also confirm the fact that our superpower genes can be changed."
"Listening to you talking about these complicated things, my headache seems to have eased." Yu Qingxue took a piece of paper from the dryer and wiped the water stains on her face. The bloodshot eyes in her eyes gradually faded. 謬 p>
"You're welcome, I don't want you to fall down. Xiaoyan still needs you to take care of me." Wu Xiaoming smiled and said, "Do you want me to help you touch up your makeup?"
"No, no need." Yu Qingxue wiped off her makeup that was blurred by water with a tissue. The face in the mirror was not much different from the original except that it looked slightly bleak.
She didn't put on much makeup today because she was in a hurry.
"It turns out you are naturally beautiful." Wu Xiaoming commented enviously from the side, "I think when we first met, you were wearing old-fashioned glasses, but I didn't even notice it."
"Are all businessmen so good at compliments?"
"No, I have a very venomous tongue. Besides, what's the point of lying to you and complimenting me?" Wu Xiaoming said, leaning over the mirror, carefully observing the makeup on his face, and casually took out a lipstick to repair the lip line. p>
Yu Qingxue didn't know what to say for a while. She felt that the relationship between herself and Wu Xiaoming could only be described as a casual acquaintance, not enough to tease each other. 袬
But now Wu Xiaoming did accompany her to the bathroom out of good intentions, and out of politeness she couldn't leave Wu Xiaoming and go back directly.
Wu Xiaoming concentrated on repairing her lip makeup and did not notice the subtle changes in Yu Qingxue's eyes. After a while, she put away her lipstick and said to herself: "Are there too many beautiful women around Yu Zhesen? Compared with you.
My foundation is actually very poor, so I can only add some points by applying careful makeup."
"With a brother like Jin Jianshen, how could your foundation be any worse?" Yu Qingxue felt that her self-deprecating behavior was a bit too deliberate.
"Boss and I are not from the same mother." Wu Xiaoming turned his head and raised his red lips with a sweet smile, "My life experience is miserable. Didn't Yu Zhisen tell you?"
"He barely talked to me about you."
Wu Xiaoming blinked: "Then will he talk to you about Miss An? Or about that little intern?"
Yu Qingxue thought for a while and shook her head: "I basically brought up An He's topic on my own initiative. He doesn't talk about it much." 袬
"Then I understand." Wu Xiaoming smiled, not hiding his happiness at all.
Yu Qingxue was confused: "What do you know?"
"I know what your relationship is like. Yu Zhesen won't take the initiative to chat with you, right? Your communication is basically limited to work needs." Wu Xiaoming raised an index finger and said plausibly: "He probably regards you as a worthy person.
Dear friend, plus you have Miss An’s connection, hehehe... I suddenly found that you are the most difficult one, more difficult than me and the little intern."
Yu Qingxue narrowed her eyes unkindly. Wu Xiaoming's words were a bit too straightforward, and they were simply a naked provocation.
In the past, Yu Qingxue would not pay attention to such provocations, but what happened between her and Yu Zhesen today, the layer of window paper that was originally separated seemed to be pierced all of a sudden, which made her feel...
Great changes.
"The truth may be different." Yu Qingxue clasped her hands in front of her chest and responded with proud eyes: "Our relationship is far better than you think."
Then, Yu Qingxue suddenly invaded Wu Xiaoming's mind without asking for her consent. 袬
Of course, the purpose of Yu Qingxue's doing this was not to do anything to Wu Xiaoming's thoughts. She just used this method to establish a communication channel similar to a virtual space so that what she wanted to show Wu Xiaoming could be directly conveyed to her mind.
ri.
Wu Xiaoming stood by the sink with his eyes wide open, a blush gradually appeared on his cheeks, and his breathing became faster involuntarily.
What Yu Qingxue showed her at this time was the memory of the accidental gunfire in the rental house in the afternoon.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Yu Qingxue allowed Wu Xiaoming to take on his own perspective when watching this memory.
"Too... too much." After a moment, Wu Xiaoming came back to his senses with a blushing face and protested, "Hey! Are you so shameless in front of Boy?"
