Marvel's Rampage

Chapter 15 He is your brother, I am not

"It's very sad, isn't it?" After saying that, No. 3 slumped down on the sofa and reached out to open the laptop on the coffee table.

This attitude obviously meant that he didn't want to continue chatting with the old bald man.

But Professor Charles simply pretended not to notice, and relied on the shamelessness he had developed over decades to lie on the sofa and continued to ask: "Since we can't meet, how do you communicate with each other about what happened here?" Do you all know that?”

The old man still clearly remembers Xue Pan's behavior of talking to himself when he first met him.

"If I want to talk to him, I have to rely on that." No.3 stared at the computer and casually pointed in the direction of the TV. There was a microphone connected to the cable on the side of the TV screen: " If he wants to talk to me, he can just ask me and just watch TV."

"As for this place, it belongs completely to me. Even if one day his spirit is strong enough to enter the consciousness space, it will be his own." After this big call, No. 3's expression became obviously impatient.

The main problems have almost been figured out, and Professor Charles is not going to make people annoying here anymore.

He stood up and said next to him: "There is one last question...why does Xue Pan wear girls' clothes?"

No.3 was immediately happy when he heard it, and said without hesitation: "There is no need to ask because he is just a lady dressed as a woman."

The word ah was still echoing in his ears, and the old man felt himself in a trance. Then he found that his consciousness had returned to the study, and Xue Pan was sitting in front of him.

Communication in the conscious space seems to take a long time, but mental communication is often much faster than in reality.

From a realistic perspective, Professor Charles was probably just in a daze for a while.

"I understand everything about the situation," the professor said to the brother and sister after they woke up: "This diagnosis is indeed wrong, but my initial inference was also inaccurate..."

Xue Pan was puzzled, why did this old man understand everything? Isn't it because he couldn't break through the mental barrier of the system?

Seeing the boy's confusion, Professor Charles paused.

After all, from his point of view, Xue Pan had obviously communicated with No. 3. It was impossible not to know that he had multiple personalities, but he was hiding the whole thing from head to toe.This made him mistakenly believe that the boy did not want others to know that he was a second personality.

"Continue talking." To the hesitant professor, Winstead urged him coldly from the side.Although there is no expression on her face, the girl still seems to be very concerned about her brother's affairs.

Upon hearing this, Professor Charles turned his attention to Xue Pan, wanting to know more about the attitude of the person involved.

Xue Panze had no idea what the professor had figured out. He followed the girl anxiously and said, "Look at what I'm doing. You can tell me what's going on."

This answer stunned Professor Charles for a moment, and then he nodded with some relief, "Actually, you suffer from dissociative body recognition disorder, which is what people often call split personality..."

In the next few minutes, the old man explained the truth he learned from No. 3 to the brother and sister in detail.

After listening, Xue Pan was completely stunned by Professor Charles's rhetoric. He also had multiple personalities... It was so reasonable and well-founded that he almost believed it.

Winstead, on the other hand, still had that indifferent expression, making it impossible to guess what was going on in her mind.

"Actually, there is no need to worry too much about this matter," the professor, who had explained the cause of the disease to the two, comforted the boy:

"No.3 cannot control the body. From a certain point of view, except for the fact that there is an extra person in your mind to chat with you, you are still normal." However, the second half of the sentence seemed very unconvincing when paired with Xue Pan's dress.

"Well, you're right." The boy dealt with Charles weakly, but comforted himself in his heart: at least compared with schizophrenia, the setting of split personality is at least acceptable...

Seeing Xue Pan's distracted look, Professor Charles had no intention of keeping them here any longer.After all, no matter how much outsiders say, this matter still requires the two brothers and sisters to have a good talk.

After bidding farewell to the professor, neither of them thought about going to class. They went up the stairs one after another and skipped class blatantly and sneaked back to the dormitory.

Along the way, Wen Sidai followed Xue Pan as leisurely as she had come.This move made the boy feel a little panicked.

After all, this is a girl who has a strange family tradition and is very keen on carrying it out.Even her own brother could kill her with ease. Suddenly, she knew that although her brother was still her brother, he was not her brother. She thought it would be easier to pull out the knife and stab her twice.Speechless

Xue Pan didn't want this kind of girl who was always thinking about his life like a time bomb.Drawing a clear boundary is not even a psychological burden to do.

"Well, Winstead..." This guy walked half a step behind and walked side by side with the girl: "You understand what Professor Charles just said, right?"

"Yes." The girl responded lightly.

"So, Walter is Walter, and Xue Pan is Xue Pan, you understand."

Wen Sidai glanced at Xue Pan and asked flatly: "What do you want to say."

Looking at the girl with a cold expression, Xue Pan quivered his teeth and said decisively: "In other words, Walter and I are basically two people. He is your brother and I am not. There is no relationship between you and me."

The girl's steps suddenly stagnated.

She slowly turned her head, stared at Xue Pan in silence for a while, and then said calmly as if explaining the facts: "No matter what your name is, you are my brother."

"Not at all," Xue Pan stood on a step higher than the girl, looking down at her and said, "I have known you for less than 24 hours in total, and you are not even an acquaintance."

Wen Sidai's expression did not change, but her bright eyes dimmed.Obviously he understood the meaning revealed in the boy's words,

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what you think of me," she raised her head slightly, even reluctantly twitching the corners of her lips, and gave him a stiff smile, as if this girl had never smiled at all except when she was extremely excited:

"It's my business to treat you as my brother. You don't have to treat me as your sister. You are you and I am me. Everyone has his own thoughts and it doesn't matter."

When Xue Pan heard this, a wry smile inevitably appeared on the corner of his mouth.In fact, it is not difficult for him to recognize a girl at all, it is just like making a new friend.