100,000/Hour Professional Stand-in

There was a little girl named Ji Fanyin, said Ji Fanyin calmly. She was a precocious child, sensitive and fragile, desperate for familial love. It was just that those qualities were a double-edged sword to her

Ji Fanyin chose to selectively share details of Ji Fanyins past. Her goal was not to convince Li Xiaoxing about supernatural happenings but to make him realize how and where he had erred.

Being able to judge a persons character accurately was an important skill to a King of the Seas.

Ji Fanyin knew that possessive people like Li Xiaoxing tended to be easily controlled themselves, which was why she had conditioned him over the past few months.

Her primary goal was not to manipulate Li Xiaoxing; she was earnestly doing her job to fulfill Li Xiaoxings wish of getting together with Ji Xinxin. She wasnt planning on using the conditioning under normal circumstances; it just served as a safety precaution, should things go awry.

And things did go awry.

As Ji Fanyin slowly shared the story, Li Xiaoxings pained breathing gradually quietened down.

By the time Ji Fanyin stopped to take a sip of water at the end of the hour, Li Xiaoxing had already recovered enough to ask a question, Is everything you have told me true?

It is true if you wish to believe in it.

What happened afterward? You havent shared anything about your life after university.

Arent you already feeling better? Ji Fanyin pointed out.

Time froze. It took a while before Li Xiaoxing managed to formulate a reply.

... No, it still hurts badly. I feel like a truck is crushing my legs. Li Xiaoxing appeared to be in a state of panic but was trying his best to remain calm because he knew that he couldnt succumb to it. I want to extend the session for another two No, an hour will do.

Hush. Ji Fanyin stopped him with a single word. Times up.

Ji Fanyin hung up the phone.

Li Xiaoxing tightened his grip around his phone as he watched the screen go dim. The unbearable pain reared its ugly head once more, starting from his knees before swiftly consuming his legs like a flood of flames.

He bit down hard on his lips in an attempt to suppress the mind-numbing pain and hurriedly dialed Li Mingyues number. You have Ji Fanyins diary?

Li Mingyues voice sounded sober, seemingly having woken up early. I just received it, but I havent finished looking through it. Do you want a copy?

Send it to me. He further emphasized, Directly.

Got it. Li Mingyue hesitated for a moment before asking, Brother, are you alright? Your voice sounds weak.

Im fine, Li Xiaoxing replied perfunctorily. I need the diary as soon as possible.

He hung up the phone.

The excruciating pain continued to torture him, so he started murmuring Ji Fanyins name over and over in his mind. He thought about every single word and action from her, allowing her to consume his mind.

It seemed to dull the pain in his legs, as if a pail of cooling water had been poured over the raging inferno. It wasnt as effective as hearing her voice directly, but he did feel better.

Perplexed, he tested his theory out a couple of times. It didnt take long for him to be soaked in cold sweat, but he managed to confirm a fact

Ji Fanyin was the only cure to his phantom pain.