The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

After going to the cafe that day, Sister Ji kept paying attention to the news. After waiting for three days, there was no result. She thought she had seen the wrong person, and gradually became discouraged.

Just when she thought her brother would never recover, good news came.

Dr. Fu agreed to operate on his brother.

Sister Ji suppressed her inner ecstasy. Sure enough, it was a very correct decision to reveal Dr. Fu's whereabouts to Song Jiu.

It just hurt the young man.

But if she is given another chance, she will still firmly choose to do so. If she could let her brother see the world again, everything would be worth it, and all the blame would be borne by her.

She thought this in her heart.

When Ji's father and Ji's mother learned the good news, they were so happy that they shed tears. After wiping away the tears, they hurriedly nursed back their son's body. Only after his health improved, could he withstand the operation.

Ji Han was very cooperative during the entire recuperation process.

A few days before the operation, Sister Ji was still worried about whether something would go wrong, so she asked Dr. Fu how sure he was that he could fully recover.

Dr. Fu, wearing a white coat, stopped.

With a calm and indifferent expression, giving people a sense of peace of mind, he replied: "Ninety percent."

Hearing this, the family members put their anxious hearts into their stomachs.

As everyone expected, the surgery was a success.

Everyone in the family cheered and rejoiced that Ji Han's eyesight had returned, except for one person.

Looking at her brother who was sleeping due to the anesthetic, Sister Ji felt cold.

The existence of another personality is like an untimed bomb that is in danger of being shattered to pieces at any time.

She had a very bad feeling.

A few days later, it turned out that her hunch was right.

The man on the hospital bed was covered with thick gauze, but the curve of the corners of his mouth was a little penetrating, making people shiver.

A chill ran through her heart. Sister Ji opened her eyes wide and asked, "Who are you?"

Ah.

A strange chuckle sounded in the VIP ward.

"I am Xiaohan, who else could she be, my sister."

That voice was low and magnetic, as if it had magic power. If you weren't careful, your soul would be seduced and you would become a puppet at anyone's mercy.

Sister Ji was in a daze for a moment while listening to this beautiful voice.

After reacting, she took a step back in fright. It was so dangerous that she was almost bewitched. It was clearly daytime, but her secondary personality was able to come out.

The situation is worse than imagined.

Sister Ji stared at the man on the bed warily: "Where did you do my brother?"

'Ji Han''s lips were scarlet, like a poisonous snake that revealed its secrets: "Sister, what are you talking about, Xiao Han can't understand."

He tilted his head slightly, his blue and white hospital clothes accentuating his innocent appearance.

An extremely dangerous man.

Sister Ji sounded the alarm in her heart, knowing that she couldn't confront him head-on. She quickly left the ward and walked around the corridor anxiously.

What should I do? Now that my brother's life or death is uncertain, what should I do to get the real brother back?

Suddenly, the words of the psychiatrist came out: To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. That person is the key. If you can get his help, you may get twice the result with half the effort.

Sister Ji felt very complicated and took out her mobile phone to send a message.

I can only place all my hopes on that person.

……

The young man in front of him is as beautiful as a spring flower, and his ethereal temperament is the same as when we first met him, but there is a bit more seductive spring between his brows, and he has obviously been loved by a good person.

As if something bad had happened to him, his lips were a little pale.

There is quite a sense of fragmentation that I feel pity for.

For the sake of her younger brother, Sister Ji hid her guilt and told the truth.

After listening to her statement quietly, the boy's face turned pale.

"In other words, Mr. Ji has always had two personalities."

Sister Ji nodded with a heavy heart.

Song Jiu's lips became paler.

No wonder he always felt something was wrong, no wonder Mr. Ji was always moody, sometimes gentle, sometimes indifferent. It turned out to be two different personalities.

Who was the person who was close to him in the past few days?

Is it Mr. Ji, another personality, or...

Both?

Song Jiu felt that his thoughts were so confused.

Sister Ji spoke calmly, "I know you can't accept it for the time being, but I hope you can stay with your brother."

"…it is good."

One month later, when Song Jiu saw the man again, tears fell in his eyes.

I have lost weight and my jawline is more prominent than before. It must be because I didn't eat well.

"Since you're here, come in. It's windy outside, so don't catch a cold." Probably sensing something, the man on the hospital bed covered his eyes and spoke softly.

His expression was still so considerate and gentle.

Song Jiu came in and sat down beside the hospital bed, some distance away from the man.

Lowering his eyes, he said, "I know you are not him."

There was a disappointed expression on 'Ji Han''s face: "You know I'm not him, so you must be very disappointed. I'm sorry for interfering in your feelings."

Song Jiu felt uncomfortable in his heart. Even though his haggard appearance might be disguised, his heart ached dully.

Purse your lips.

No words were spoken.

Seeing the boy's silence, 'Ji Han' laughed at himself and beat the cut on his wrist like crazy.

Debase yourself to the dust.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If I hadn't appeared, you would have been together long ago. It's all my fault..."

Seeing the wounds caused by the man's abuse, Song Jiu quickly hugged the man with red eyes: "Don't be like this. I have never blamed you. I feel sorry for him."

"Yes, you are his lover, of course you feel sorry for him, but I am nothing, I should not appear in the world."

Song Jiu felt a stab of pain and quickly stopped the man from harming himself.

Crying until the pear blossoms are covered with rain.

"I know, I have noticed something strange a long time ago. You are different from Mr. Ji. You like to hold me and kiss me, and you like to pinch my waist. You are domineering. I know that you are not him, you are you."

"I'm very carefree and like both of them, and I'm also very greedy and want both."

"I can't tell the difference. I can't tell the difference a long time ago."

The young man cried so sadly that he almost lost his temper.

'Ji Han' held Ren'er in his arms and comforted her by saying that it's not your problem.

He buried his head in his fair neck, even though his eyes were covered, he could still feel the evil aura.

In a place where Song Jiu couldn't see, the corner of his mouth curved with a hint of success.

……

"I'm recovering well. If I keep up the good work, the gauze will be removed in less than a month."

In the VIP ward, Dr. Fu finished taking notes and put the black pen in the front pocket of his white coat, with a light expression on his ascetic face.

Taking advantage of the patient's inability to see, the patient's behavior began to become erratic.

He stared straight at the young man beside him.

Although he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, the fiery gaze alone was enough to make Song Jiu's heart tremble.

Fingers pinched the hem of the shirt tightly.

Don't dare to look up.

He was afraid that Dr. Fu, who seemed abstinent on the surface, would say something he shouldn't have said.

'Ji Han' leaned on the hospital bed and said gently: "I would also like to thank Dr. Fu for his superb medical skills and giving me a chance to be reborn."

Hearing this, the man in the white coat chuckled: "No, just thank the good nurse beside you. After all..."

The voice paused.

Song Jiu suddenly clenched his fingers and mustered up the courage to look back at the hot gaze.

His eyes were full of pleading.

Tsk, so cute.

Fu Yanhan's eyes darkened, and then he slowly finished the rest of his words: "After all, I have put so much effort into taking care of you."

After saying that, he left directly.

Song Jiu's tense nerves felt like he was being forgiven, and he exhaled.

'Ji Han' keenly caught the surge of air: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? You haven't spoken just now. Are you worried about something?"

"No."

Song Jiu replied immediately. After blurting out, he realized that his behavior was a bit excessive.

The answer was too quick, too quick, but it was a bit cover-up.

'Ji Han' tilted his head slightly and did not ask any more questions.