Douluo - something is wrong with you useless martial soul

When Sahara came back again after two days of jet lag, Yin Tang's wounds had healed and he could get up and go to the ground without any external force. As soon as he could move freely, Yin Tang washed the little hair ball. A full set of bedding was changed.

Then I coaxed the fried dumplings for a full hour.

It wasn't the end until the milk dumpling left a shallow tooth mark on his finger.

Yin Tang pinched open the little hair ball's mouth, and still felt incredible when looking at the white baby teeth that had just emerged with pointy tips. "The bite of the little thing is quite painful."

"This breast dumpling is so fierce. It's not even hard on you." Shahara glanced at the hair ball. "I had a female colleague who wanted to tease it, so she just picked it up. This breast dumpling will bleed after one bite." Understand."

"I don't think these teeth are sharp at all?" Yin Tang retracted his hand, but because of his behavior just now, he was bitten by Nai Duanzi again. He kneaded the fur dumpling into a puddle and did not let go. He had no choice but to join the fox with his hands. Putting it in his pocket, "After all, what bad intentions can a little fox have?"

"It's whatever you say." Shahara shrugged, "Come on, I'll give you a more detailed psychological test."

Yin Tang took the tablet and filled it in bit by bit with his left hand.

Soon, Yin Tang pushed the tablet back and said, "Here."

"Hmm... Preliminarily, it doesn't mean that the second personality has awakened." Shahara looked at the questionnaire on the tablet and put the tablet back on the table after a while. "However, it is difficult to characterize this kind of thing. Let me get you some psychological information." Books, please first learn more about this possible disease."

"No need to take medicine?" Yin Tang finally pulled his hand back and looked at it; he couldn't help but laugh out loud at the two neat rows of small tooth marks, which were quite neat.

"It's best not to use those medicines. They put a lot of pressure on the human body and are not conducive to your current injury recovery - and they are expensive." Shahara shrugged. "Anyway, I personally don't recommend patients to take medicine. Of course. , except for those that are serious enough to affect your life.

And you are somewhat of a genius doctor. Maybe you can cure yourself by reading a book? "

"You think highly of me."

"That's necessary. We are close friends." Shahara smiled but quickly became serious, "But if you have any problems, you must tell me as soon as possible."

"Ah."

In this way, another month passed, and Yin Tang's wound had completely healed, and it had no impact on his body except that he could not use his left hand very hard.

Shahara could only say goodbye due to work reasons, and Yin Yin also had to leave because the school started. However, Yin Shi still went there every three to five, and was busy. When asked, he said that he had arranged training for the students. There was nothing wrong with the assistant teacher staring at him.

But Yin Tang finally returned to a human life, but this time there was an extra fox.

Yin Tang was sitting on the sofa, petting the fox, holding a record book in his hand.

Opening the record book, the three words "wake up" are densely written on it, and in the middle of these words, there is a small relatively blank space, and there are also three words - who are you?

"Are you awake..." Yin Tang tapped the notebook with his fingers. He had not told Shahara about this notebook. Shahara still thought that he had not successfully communicated with his sub-personality - in fact, it was not communication. After all, no matter what I asked, there was only one sentence in the end: "Wake up." 】

At most, add [quick].

This also made Yin Tang more curious about his sub-personality. He saved himself but thought he was in an illusion?If so, why save him?

"Well..." Yin Tang gently stroked the little fox and narrowed his eyes slightly, "To meet the condition of waking up, it means that you are in an unconscious state - a dream, a coma, or hypnosis. Usually, under external influence Stimulation can wake you up.

But he kept reminding me to wake up...

Is it hypnosis?The psychological implication that I will die if I really die? "

Yin Tang raised his hand and gently touched the handwriting on the notebook. It was very similar to his own writing style, but it was a little more showy. "What do you want to tell me? Or are you simply afraid that I will integrate you back into me?" yourself? You should tell me more instead of just writing "Wake up" and asking me to cooperate with you to hurt yourself - although I know that pain may be the fastest way to wake up, but at least you can't make me doubt myself now. The reality of being there.”

After Yin Tang finished speaking, he put the notebook aside, picked up the fox, put it in his pocket, and walked out of the house - taking his little furball to get vaccinated.

There is no way, the little thing is very vicious, and the veterinarian he knows is not familiar enough to bring equipment to the house for inspection - at most, he can reserve an appointment for Yin Tang and get a discount - Yin Tang thinks there is a big reason for this I bought a complete set of pet products from them and became a big consumer.

So after the injury did not affect his movement, Yin Tang contacted the veterinarian. The other person was very straightforward and said directly that he could come at a convenient time tomorrow and arrange a full set of examinations for your pet.

Because many drivers don't like people bringing pets into the car, Yin Tang can only turn on the navigation and drive there.

The little hairball was placed in the passenger seat holding a small dried fish for a pet to eat happily.

After Hu Qing finished drying the small fish, Yin Tang also drove the car to the place, parked the car, picked up the small ball of hair again, put it in his pocket, and walked to the pet hospital.

But when we got to the hospital, something went wrong again.

"Ow!"

Seeing the little hairball with bared teeth and no approach at all, the staff could only call Yin Tang in. They explained the steps to Yin Tang, and he started to operate.

Even so, the little hairball kept grinning at the people around him, extremely fierce.

After finally completing the examination and getting vaccinated, Yin Tang frowned while holding the report, because the results of the report were not good at all.

According to this report, it would be a miracle that the little hairball could survive more than a year.

But... Yin Tang glanced at the little thing grinding its teeth with his fingers, "How can a dying life be so energetic?"

Yingtang suppressed the doubts in his heart for the time being and drove home.

And early the next morning, he got a new sentence in his notebook.

I am you, wake up.

Yin Tang frowned, "We are one. If you just want to say this kind of thing, then you don't need to write it anymore. I don't think we even need to communicate."

After saying this, Yin Tang clearly felt another force in his body. His hand wrote a line of words without his command - wake up quickly, he is waiting for you.

Is he - waiting for me?

Yin Tang couldn't help but have a trace of confusion in his eyes, who is waiting for me?

Who are you talking about so ambiguously?Did you find someone for me?

Yin Tang recalled his social circle and couldn't think of anyone with whom he was ambiguous.

"Ow~"

Feeling the tug on his hand, Yin Tang smiled and tilted his head to pick up the little hair ball in his arms. While kneading the hair ball into a soft puddle, he smiled and said, "You can't be the one waiting for me, right?"

The little fur ball just moved its ears, then turned over and exposed its belly. It looked at Yin Tang with its emerald eyes and gave a soft cry.

Yin Tang laughed and shook his head, feeling that he might really be crazy to say such things to a little guy who was only a month and a half old.

Is anyone waiting for him?

how is this possible.

Yin Tang put the fur ball on the sofa, got up and went to the kitchen to cook, but he failed to see the serious look of the little fox quietly staring at his back after he left.

Wake up quickly, I'm waiting for you.