Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

Yan Nuo held Ji Yinbing's hand and lay down, pressing her under him. Then, his left hand crossed the bed and took the phone from the other bedside table. "Here." He threw the phone to Ji Yinbing.

Ji Yinbing held her phone and narrowed her eyes.

She turned around and looked at Yan Nuo before turning on her phone. She called Zhuang Long back.

"Zhuang Long?" Ji Yinbing's voice was clearly sleepy.

Zhuang Long asked, "You were taking a nap. Did I wake you up?"

"… You know it."

Ji Yinbing wanted to turn over, but Yan Nuo was on her back and she could not. Ji Yinbing gave up and pinched one of Yan Nuo's hands. As she played with it, she spoke on the phone. Yan Nuo suddenly thought of something and started to draw on her back.

Ji Yinbing snorted.

On the other end, Zhuang Long's voice fell silent.

The veins on his eyebrows twitched. He suppressed his wildly beating heart and asked Ji Yinbing darkly, "Can you not be so intimate at this time? If you're really in a hurry, why don't you do something first? I'll call back after you're done."

Ji Yinbing blushed at Zhuang Long's words.

She turned around and pinched Yan Nuo's chest.

Yan Nuo frowned and glared at her before getting up unwillingly and lying down beside her.

Ji Yinbing then said to Zhuang Long, "Alright, you can say it now."

Zhuang Long snorted and asked her, "Do you know any good psychiatrists?"

Ji Yinbing was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

"I might be crazy." These words sounded like she was scolding someone. Ji Yinbing was stunned for a moment. After understanding what Zhuang Long meant, her expression became serious. She sat up immediately and asked Zhuang Long worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

"I realized I forgot a lot of things."

"Perhaps it's amnesia."

Zhuang Long sneered and said, "No, it's definitely not amnesia. I suspect that I have dissociative identity disorder…" Zhuang Long still felt that something was wrong. He said again," I even suspect that I have many personalities…"

Ji Yinbing was shocked. "Why would you have such thoughts?"

Ji Yinbing was not an outsider. She was the person Zhuang Long trusted the most. He thought for a while and told Ji Yinbing what he had discovered. After Ji Yinbing heard this, she was so surprised that she could not speak. "So, Xiao Li insisted on divorcing you back then because you guys fought?"

Zhuang Long said, "I don't think so." He understood Xiao Li. Xiao Li had paid so much to get close to him. She was definitely not someone who would give up so easily.

Why did Xiao Li make up her mind to divorce?

Zhuang Long guessed that perhaps he had said something to Xiao Li that night that made Xiao Li realize that she had to leave him.

Zhuang Long told Ji Yinbing his opinion. Ji Yinbing also felt that what Zhuang Long said made sense. "If it's really as you analyzed, then it's very likely that you have dissociative personality disorder."

Ji Yinbing thought of something and said, "Actually, I've long suspected that something is wrong with you."

"Oh? When?"

Ji Yinbing said, "Do you remember the time when the couple next door fought? I saved their daughter, Little Mo Li. At that time, Mo Li was too afraid and accidentally hurt me. When I went to your house, you saw it and asked me how I got this injury. I said it was to save someone."

"After you heard about the situation, you were especially angry. You told me to mind my own business in the future. I told you that if I saw it, I wouldn't ignore it. But your reaction at that time was especially strange. You seemed to be a little angry, as if you had become a different person. You even did some strange things."

"Oh right, you even said something to me at that time. I kept feeling strange after that."

Zhuang Long asked, "What words?"

"You said: Nice to meet you, my friend."

Zhuang Long was speechless.

Weren't they already acquainted with each other?

The two of them fell silent at the same time.

Ji Yinbing gasped, her heart filled with suspicion. She asked Zhuang Long, "Do you not remember these things?"

"I don't remember." Zhuang Long's answer made their hearts turn cold.

Ji Yinbing said in disbelief, "In that case, the Zhuang Long who spoke to me at that time was very likely your other personality."

Zhuang Long did not deny it. "I'm afraid so."

"People with split personalities are usually people who have been agitated. Have you been agitated before?"

Zhuang Long was a little confused and helpless. He told Ji Yinbing softly, "I don't know…"

"Alright, you should go see a psychiatrist and see what the doctor says."

"Yeah."

After ending the call, Zhuang Long's expression darkened. His heart was beating faster. He was afraid of solving the truth, but he was eager to know the truth.

Someone suddenly knocked on the study door.

Zhuang Long asked the person outside the door, "What are you doing?"

There was silence outside the door before Xiao Meng's voice sounded. "Xiao Bao, the food is ready. It's time to go downstairs to eat."

Zhuang Long replied softly.

When the woman's footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, Zhuang Long rubbed his face with his palm and got up to go downstairs.

Xiao Meng had made many dishes that the three of them could not finish. Zhuang Long glanced at the table full of dishes and his eyes warmed. He pulled out a chair and sat down. He said to Xiao Meng, "You've worked hard." Hence, he received a gentle smile from Xiao Meng.

Xiao Meng said, "Hurry up and try it. Some of the dishes are already cold. Try them and see if you're used to the taste. If you're not, tell me about your taste. I'll change next time."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Long was extremely touched, but he could not bear to see Xiao Meng work so hard.

He said, "You should enjoy yourself well. Just do these things occasionally."

Xiao Meng was a little helpless. She said, "I… I can't stay idle. I have nothing to do, so I feel uncomfortable."

Only then did Zhuang Long remember that this person had lived in prison for nearly thirty years. She was used to working. If she was really free, she would not be used to it. Besides, the manor was so big. If she had nothing to do, she would probably feel uneasy and confused.

Sighing silently in his heart, Zhuang Long told Xiao Meng, "How about this? In the future, you can help make dinner. You don't have to make breakfast anymore. Rest more. When you have nothing to do, you can go next door to hang out. Aunt Rachel next door is especially good at roasting cookies. She's a good person. You two will definitely become good friends."

"This place is not far from the city. You can go shopping together. In short, you should make more friends and enjoy your life."

Zhuang Long's words were very beautiful. Xiao Meng knew that he was doing this for her own good, and her heart warmed when she heard this.

"Sure."

After the meal, Zhuang Long praised Xiao Meng's culinary skills. In the end, he said, "I'll go out tomorrow. I don't have time to accompany you. I'll get Qilin to accompany you at home."