The soul-shattering pain came again, and there was a faint force trying to pull him somewhere. Qi Cong finally understood the situation.

It was the Taskmaster! It was the one who had taken over his body that was talking, and who was trying to lock him up again.

No way!

He struggled like crazy, desperately trying to get control of his body back.

“Stop it.” Qi Cong found himself raising his hand to press his forehead, then his voice turned even colder. “If the controller wasn’t broken and couldn’t be repaired I would really want to put you…. Qi Cong I advise you to behave. If you continue to make trouble, don’t blame me for taking it out on your parents. Also, Gu Xun, you care a lot about him, right?”

Qi Cong struggles suddenly stopped and in the next moment pain that was many times stronger than before came. Qi Cong wasn’t prepared for it, and felt his consciousness instantly sucked away.

No…!

Qi Cong hurriedly continued to struggle, but in desperation he found that all his struggle was useless. As the suction increased, his original clear vision of the corridor gradually blurred and distorted, his perception of the outside world also gradually weakening.

Before completely losing his sense of the outside world, he vaguely heard his own voice coming from afar, “Stay well. When the ‘seed’ is well nourished, I will naturally return your body to you. I will try not to make your life too bad, because you helped me advance the mission by mistake, and gave me a good resource.”

A good resource? What good resource?

The darkness fell again, but there were glowing white black fragments floating in front of his eyes. When Qi Cong struggled, he accidentally hit them.

Buzz…!

Wow.

The streets of the city spread out without warning, and Qi Cong found himself standing at the door of a restaurant, with his arm being pulled by someone.

He looked over and confronted Gu Xun with a tense expression. Gu Xun and his familiar, but not so unfamiliar, low, depressed tone asked, “This is the answer you’re giving me? You forgot about me?”

The image distorted abruptly, then another image appeared. Gu Xun’s face appeared once again.

This time it was at the entrance of a convenience store. Qi Cong found himself reaching out and pushing Gu Xun, his tone full of impatience. “Stop pestering me, I told you I don’t know you, go away!”

Gu Xun stepped back and looked up expressionlessly. His eyes were bloodshot as if he hadn’t slept well for a long time. His eyes were heavy and scary, but his tone was light and gentle. He stood where he was and asked, “The Qixi Festival, don’t you want to spend it together?”

“Who would want to spend Qixi Festival together with you? Don’t bother me again!”

The picture changed again, it was night now. Qi Cong saw Qi Yin this time. She hadn’t lost much weight yet, but her emotions seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

“Cong, Jiang Zhaoyan is using you. He isn’t sincere to you at all. Come home with me, Mommy begs you.”

Even at his age, Qi Cong has never seen Qi Yin show such an expression and posture to him.

His heart violently jerked up and Qi Cong realized something – were these the things that the Taskmaster had done to the people he cared about with his body when he took it over?

He heard himself say to Qi Yin in a cold, hard tone, “You are misunderstanding Jiang Zhaoyan, he’s fine. Just go away. I’m not going home. That’s not my home. You should pretend I was never your son.”

In the vision, Qi Yin’s eyes widened. Her lips trembled, tightened and there was a faint glow in her eyes.

Qi Cong looked at all this from the perspective of “himself” and opened his eyes wide. His soul shrank and trembled, so painful that he wanted to punch himself twice.

How could he say that, how could…? 

Sorry, I’m sorry mom.

It was so painful that he hated it to the extreme. He simply wanted to kill the Taskmaster!

No, it’s not him!

Don’t try to control his life anymore! Don’t try to use his body to hurt the people he cares about, never! Over his dead body!

He began to struggle like crazy again, due to his struggle pictures switched faster and faster. Countless faces flashed in front of him, and countless words floated into his ears.

At the entrance of the neighborhood, Shen Jia cautiously looked over with a voice that held a hint of holding by tears. “Brother Cong, what’s wrong with you? I’m Jia Jia, are you really going to kick me out?”

In the school office, the counselor said in a serious voice, “You can take a break from school if you’re not well, but it’s not good to miss school for no reason like this. Originally with your performance you could easily become a graduate student, but now…alas, think about it.”

In an unfamiliar office building, the tired-looking Lin Hui asked, slightly pleadingly, “Go see your mother, she is sick.”

Beside the playground, a familiar senior was frowning in front of him, clearly puzzled. “Qi Cong, I heard some bad rumors about you. What’s the matter with you? I feel like there is something strange about you now.”

In a strange apartment, Jiang Zhaoyan slammed a document hard on the table and rebuked him. “Qi Cong, look at the contract you signed, how could you agree to such terms? Are you trying to bring down the company?”

In an empty parking lot, the well-dressed An Xiahe leaned against a car, looking over with an odd expression, but his tone was soft. “Qi Cong, look at your current appearance. Like stinking mud in the gutter. Do you know? Just yesterday, Sanmu went bankrupt. Congratulations on finally losing your own company. “

In a strange company corridor, an old employee of Sanmu scolded him. “Qi Cong, how can you break your mother’s heart like this? Are you still human? How can you be so unfilial just because you have amnesia? She is your mother, your own mother who gave birth to you and raised you!”

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Edited by: Antiope1

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