Who doesn’t have a mouth yet? It’s a bit of saliva to say something nice.
Zhong Jiuyin also mentioned the joke Gu Xuan had made before: "A friend of mine said that I was unlucky before because I had all my luck to meet you."
Yan Cheng bent his lips: "High review. Did your friend not notice that you have changed a lot?"
"My friend said to her...my personality was already quite cheerful, and even if there were any changes, it was not to a completely different level."
So in fact, those who knew the original owner before would not suspect that she had become a different person. Only by having a good relationship with her halfway through can she compare and study the difference between her during her depression and now.
However, she gradually realized that Gu Xuan thought she was normal, and that this matter itself hid abnormal details.
For example, why did she happen to be very similar to the original owner’s personality?
When Zhong Jiuyin thought of this kind of problem, she felt as if her mind had slowed down after several nights, and she thought vaguely that she could not even get the vague answer.
She went to get water again, and the hair on her shoulders slid down. Yan Cheng stretched out his hand and stroked it, and his slightly cool fingers passed by her ear.
"What about auntie?" he put his hair behind her ear and asked again, "Don't auntie see the difference?"
Zhong Jiuyin drank her eyes halfway and replied vaguely: "I don't know, she didn't ask anything anyway."
My friend said that, but the mother who was dependent on each other did not notice the difference between her and that was not something to be happy about.
Yan Cheng tactfully stopped continuing the topic, but his hand slid from her ear to the back of his neck, and gently pinched it, talking about the part he cared about the most.
"You're a little weird on the show today, why are you... looking at me like that?"
"Where?" Zhong Jiuyin waved his hand away. The back of his neck was a very dangerous place, so how could he pinch it casually?
Yan Cheng looked at her: "It seems that if I know your secret, you will turn your back on your face."
She guessed quite accurately, she did have this idea at that time.
She has a 70% true and three-point hypothesis: "Because I don't have memories, this secret is the reason why I exist and cannot be known to others."
After all, when people know a secret beyond imagination, it is hard to guarantee that their first reaction will not be to send her to a terrible research organization.
Yan Cheng felt that she was sharing a whisper like this, and couldn't help getting closer.
"Then do I know now? What do you want to do?"
Zhong Jiuyin's eyes suddenly became deeper and looked at his handsome appearance very carefully, from the bridge of his nose to his lips, he did not let go of half of his clavicle.
"Originally, those who know my secrets will suffer inhumane torture," she said slowly while looking, "but I like you very much, I'm a little reluctant to leave."
Junior High School's speech was mixed with words that made people's heart beat faster, and Yan Cheng's focus was uncontrollably deviated again: "How much do you like it?"
"You have to say a number? Isn't this kind of thing the best? The atmosphere has been destroyed by your digging."
"..." Yan Cheng pulled down the corner of his lips in an instant. Why did he forget that the love of this knives was limited to painting cakes on his mouth.
Just like the hand-grabbing pancake stall says "This cake has Arctic chill to add", it is actually just a gimmick and cannot withstand real inquiries from customers.
If Zhong Jiuyin skips the point in the middle, he goes off the ground and continues with the topic: "Because I can't bear to leave, I decided to think of another way so that you can't tell others my secret."
"I won't tell anyone." Yan Cheng frowned.
"The stupidest way to relied on other people's promises to reassure yourself," she said lightly.
Yan Cheng stared at her for two seconds and asked, "Then what method are you going to use to control me?"
"I won't tell you the main method, but I decided to use the auxiliary method - beauty, people, and plans."
Yan Cheng: "..."
He remained silent for a moment, and said without changing his face: "It is indeed a very effective method. Before I could implement it, I decided not to say a word."
After saying that, I waited to see how she used the beauty plan.
Zhong Jiuyin slowly raised her eyebrows and said, "This beauty is so beautiful."
She stood up, curled her smile slightly, and walked around him with her hands in her arms.
"You said there are two people in my body. If it is, how can you be sure that when we hug, kiss or even do other things, I am the one who controls this body? With the same appearance, you can tell me clearly
Do you think it’s scary with her?”
Yan Cheng kept his eyes away from her and said, "I haven't had time to learn too much about this. From an academic theory, it is really impossible to determine the time of occurrence between different personalities, whether memories are interconnected, or even whether the master's personality has it.
It may appear again..."
"But, I'm only in love with you, only kissing you, only knowing your reactions. If it's not for you, then she's no different from ordinary friends to me, and I can tell you clearly."
"And this is nothing scary. The number of patients with split personality is huge. I am a bit despicable for this, because there are enough cases to refer to to make your situation better."
Zhong Jiuyin tilted her head: "But if this is really a disease, and after the treatment is cured, there is only one person in the body, how can you be sure that I am left behind?"
Involving the issue of the disappearance of personality, Yan Cheng was feeling a little heavy when he remembered the scene where she was standing in the night wind and seeing her disappear at any time in the program venue.
He opened his mouth and hesitated: "The second personality will permanently replace the master personality in some cases..."
But this is equivalent to killing the original Zhong Jiuyin.
Before he could say everything, he frowned tightly and pursed his lips.
Zhong Jiuyin took this opportunity to observe him carefully, as if standing from the perspective of a bystander to observe the task object.
His expressions, body language, and eye signs are all reference factors for her to make subsequent decisions.
After observing, Yan Cheng frowned. She walked two more steps and said in a lengthened voice:
"Don't worry too much, I don't think this is a disease. She is already dead, I am Zhong Jiuyin now. If she were there, it would never be possible for her to fall in love with you."
Yan Cheng didn't know why, but he felt a little thrust.
"Why is it impossible?"
"Because Feng Qing's mad dog targeted her, there is a reason for you. She is so low-spirited and can't stand the stimulation, and she won't want to face you."
Zhong Jiuyin blinked and said, "From this point, I can see that I am not her. I can stand the stimulation."
The serious words and her meaningful blinking moves made it look like something unreasonable.
But what Yan Cheng noticed was another: her smile was released again, not like the way she interrogated the spy just now, it seemed that the storm had passed.
There are some words that need not be said explicitly. The difference between the tone and expression of the speech is enough for each other to understand and enough for Yan Cheng to get the information he wants.
He still looked up at her, and reached over and slowly grabbed her wrist.
The raised scars are like a different adhesive, bonding the heat of their palms, and the heartbeat of the same frequency can be felt at the connection.