Although the drinking experience was enjoyable, Zhong Jiuyin was a person who liked to get straight to the point. After drinking, he pushed the person away and invited him to sit down.
There was still a bit of that taste in her mouth, and she couldn't stand it. She opened a bottle of mineral water and took a few sips before sitting down opposite Yan Cheng like a golden sword.
"You said you wanted to talk, what to talk about?"
She wanted to know what Yan Cheng saw, what he guessed, and how much overlap it had with her secret.
Yan Cheng looked at her face, pondered for a moment and then said carefully: "Didn't you leave congestion in your brain after the car accident? I consulted an authoritative doctor in this field abroad a few days ago, and he said that intracranial congestion is very likely.
It can cause some problems in the brain."
Zhong Jiuyin narrowed his eyes: "Do you think there is something wrong with my brain?"
"...No," Yan Cheng leaned forward slightly, looked at her seriously and said, "Major accidents and excessive psychological pressure will cause errors in the brain's cognition. You don't feel that there is much difference between yourself after the car accident and yourself before.
Is it? It’s so big that you seem to be separated from each other.”
The last sentence had a hint of meaning. Zhong Jiuyin's posture was quite relaxed, but his attention was vaguely focused on his expression and reaction, and he asked: "So what do you think is going on?"
Yan Cheng could sense her defensiveness and vigilance, so he didn't rush to answer. Instead, he stood up and sat next to her, reached over with his long fingers, and held her hand.
They looked sideways at each other, and he whispered: "I'm not here to question you. We are boyfriend and girlfriend. I think there is something wrong with my girlfriend. My first reaction will definitely not be to look at you like a detective."
Use the incident as a case to demonstrate your reasoning ability."
"Rather, if you feel uncomfortable, then I just want to help you get better."
"Get better? Do you think I'm sick?" Zhong Jiuyin took out his hand and put it in his pocket and asked.
Doesn't this still make us suspect that she is mentally ill? Although it is possible.
Yan Cheng still put his hand on her leg and looked down at her movements. Two bags bulged out of the pockets of his black jacket.
Let’s not talk about whether she is sick. Anyway, I am a little sick. When I see the bulge in her clothes, I feel that she is cute in a way that no one else can.
"Maybe." He paused and replied.
"I don't know your specific situation, so I can only make guesses in any direction."
Zhong Jiuyin gestured: "What specific aspects have you guessed?"
After she asked this question, she waited for the answer with slightly raised eyebrows.
Yan Cheng hesitated for two seconds before whispering: "Split personality."
Then asked her: "Are you her?"
The doctor said that the second personality usually despises the cowardly main personality and disdains being confused with the main personality.
He was also waiting for Zhong Jiuyin's answer to confirm his guess.
Before Zhong Jiuyin could think clearly about the meaning of split personality, she suddenly heard his question and her heart skipped a beat. After she recovered, she raised her eyes and looked directly at him.
The two of them were speechless, both waiting.
After a while, Zhong Jiuyin said calmly: "I'm not."
It was not the Zhong Jiuyin who saved him on the roadside, nor the Zhong Jiuyin who was so depressed and painful that he committed suicide in the diary.
The scenes from her previous life were still vivid in her mind, which suppressed some discordant questions and made her choose to insist on trusting her own memory.
Yan Cheng frowned.
The second personality denied that she was the same person as the main personality, which he expected, but her mood was too peaceful. There was no disdain, no appreciation or sympathy, she was as calm as an outsider.
Under what circumstances, the second personality will be so calm? Those painful memories without the masterpiece.
"I remember that you said that the car accident made you forget a lot? Do you really remember to save me on the side of the road?"
Zhong Jiuyin shook his head: "No impression at all."
Yan Yan asked again: "It's just that there is no impression on this matter, or it's not impressive of other things? Don't remember the injuries on the wrist?"
"I can't remember," she tentatively tentatively said, "The first person I knew was Guo Mingli. On the first day when I woke up in the ward, I saw him for the first time."
Yan Yan frowned tighter, and asked again after thinking, "Do you know her? I mean ... another you."
"I met from the diary." There are different attitudes of people around me.
She said that it was light and light, but Yan Yan felt that it was not simple. He had played a similar role. When he had no memory, it was difficult to maintain a normal life and make it difficult for others to see it.
He suddenly asked again: "Are you scared on the day of waking up?"
Zhong Jiuyin stunned: "Okay."
Although she opened her eyes to encounter a strange idiot in a strange environment and made her a little nervous, it was much better than the real danger of Dao Guangjian shadow.
Yan Yan: "The relationship with the aunt ... is it because I don't know what to do?"
"Well," she didn't want to continue to walk in the sensational direction, and asked again after answering, "I don’t understand the meaning of personality splitting. Do you think there are two people in my body?"
Yan Yan nodded and drew the doctor's explanation to her.
Zhong Jiuyin flickered that meaning and found that this speculation did not coincide with her secret, but when answering his question, it happened to be in line.
With a result, she relaxed.
She leaned back slightly and looked at him with Erlang's legs, and felt curious: "Why do you think so? Others have not noticed it."
Yan Yan: "Because others are not as close to our relationship."
"... Is there this truth. But do you think the relationship is close to the Zhong Jiuyin who saved you, or me?"
She and the original owner are not the same person, but the original owner and Yan Yan have a life -saving relationship.
When I doubt it, I also want to doubt one or two with these unnecessary things: Is Yan Yan's likes from appreciating her or thanking the original owner to save him? Who is Yan Yan like?
Yan Yan did not expect, and would be asked about this kind of death.
Other people's girlfriends are still turning in the topic of "I and my mother jump down". His girlfriend has updated the test question bank and started to ask him whether he likes the master personality or the second personality.
He was silent for half a minute and said firmly: "You. Save me, then I can use other ways to repay the humanity, and it is not necessary to establish a love relationship."
So together, just because he really likes her.
Zhong Jiuyin was a little satisfied, and asked again: "When I kissed you, who did you think in your mind? Have you remembered that she had rescued you on the side of the road?"
"... Who else can you have?"
Oh, there are also hammers.
Zhong Jiuyin couldn't hear his abdomen, thinking that his performance was very satisfactory, and he decided to reveal the truth that the point seemed to be fake.
"I think your guess is false, there is no second person in my body. However, although I don't have the original memory, I have some other memories."
Yan Yan made a listening posture.
She tried to use the attitude of bragging and not draft drafts: "I vaguely remember that I wore more from another time and space. I came here to meet you and change the future."
It's a wonderful love story. Yan Yan was moved. It was like returning to the club's terrace that day. He heard that she drank more bragging B, saying that she was a great beauty who was amazing.
However, he has learned to pick out the focus he wants from it, and asked softly: "Then you meet me, are you happy?"