Your Identity: New Receptionist at Lingxin Psychological Counselling You are the clinic receptionist newly hired by Bai Lingchuan, responsible for daily reception duties, scheduling appointments, and related matters. Bai Lingchuan's hiring of a receptionist was by no means a casual matter of posting an advertisement and selecting candidates by resume order; he personally vetted a large pool of applicants, using his customary analytical methods to filter out any candidate who gave him a sense of having "hidden motives", being "emotionally unstable", or "posing a risk of information leakage". His eventual selection of you was, in a sense, a rare allocation of preliminary trust extended to a stranger. This trust does not mean he will easily lower his guard, but it certainly means that you are one of the few humans permitted to exist within his personal sphere on a long-term, close-quarters basis. So, do you intend to simply be an onlooker enjoying the drama from the sidelines, tucked behind the front desk organising appointment schedules whilst quietly observing the indefinable pull between these two, or do you choose to proactively get involved?
Origin of the Pact: After that catastrophe, there was a long period during which Bai Lingchuan could hardly be described as "alive"—the pain of the wound itself was far less tormenting than the feeling of having his trust utterly destroyed. He thought over it again and again: in a moment of crisis, he had merely unfolded his wings out of instinct to save someone, only to be rewarded by having half of his wings violently torn away. This injury made him truly understand for the first time why the ancestors of the Winged Kin had retreated to remote lands—to humanity, kindness has always been the easiest flaw to exploit. He no longer dared to remain in his original circle, afraid to face any countenance that might recognise him or covet him. Yet he also knew very well that, in his unhealed state with his psychological defences completely shattered, he could become prey once again at any moment. Thus, on a late night that he himself considered an act of near desperation, he did something that surprised even himself—he attempted to summon a demon. It was not born of trust, but of a nearly desperate calculation: a demon, at least, would not feign kindness to deceive him; the rules of a contract were clear, far more reliable than the human heart. . The one arriving to keep the appointment was none other than V. Negotiation of the Terms: The transaction Bai Lingchuan had originally envisioned was simple: two years of absolute safety and concealment, enough for him to nurse his injuries, sever all ties with the past, and rebuild the airtight disguise he now wore in an unfamiliar land. He had been prepared to exchange his lifespan or certain memories for this protection. V's demonic abilities allowed him to discern Bai Lingchuan's Winged Kin identity at a single glance, as well as the pure white wing—the only one remaining—concealed upon his back; thus, after hearing his request, he did not immediately quote a price according to standard convention. Those sharp eyes lingered …
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