The two souls wear the same person + side story

In the room, she instructed Xu Wanqing to take a bath by herself, so tired that she couldn't speak.

Xu Wanqing got up: "Sister Shang remembers me? I thought everyone didn't remember."

Shang Yi raised his eyes lazily: "What? Who else?"

"When Zhang Xu came, she didn't recognize me, and something happened. I was weak, so I just pushed her out."

"Can you erase people's memory? She doesn't remember it herself." Shang Yi sat up straight with difficulty, "What about that ghost hitting the wall?"

"However, the terrain in the tomb is complicated, and I've been in it for too long, so I'm familiar with it. It's just a matter of wrapping your people in. I'm not an alchemist, and I'm not good at—"

"Okay, okay." Shang Yi fell back again, "Go take a shower, let me slow down for a while, you scared me."

"There's not enough time." Xu Wanqing pointed to the wall clock, then slowly shook her hand and held it in her palm, "I'm afraid I will be inside Zhang Xu's body in a while, but I haven't been buried yet at that time—you have to remember. "

"You—" Shang Yi was held by her, and just about to break free, those two hands fell loosely.

Xu Wanqing closed her eyes, and fell on the soft carpet like a mindless doll.

Touch porcelain?

scam?

Shang Yi couldn't sleep and couldn't think, so he stayed three steps away from this body, pressing the sun xué tightly to force himself to stay awake and not scream.

"Ugly boy, make an appointment with my psychiatrist for me... Yes, I feel like I'm crazy, I may have a lot of hallucinations, yes, the sooner the better."

"No, sister, Xu Yijiu does exist. I'm not kidding. Both the old girl and I saw her. She is in the back seat. She looks quite classical and pretty. Her eyebrows are like Lin Daiyu's. She is about 1.6 meters long. Her feet are wrapped around her body. That dress should have been pale pink, but now it looks like gray, and the bun is loose, I don't know it, I will check it later, there is a jade bracelet on the wrist, am I right? It's not a hallucination, sister. But I will help you I have an appointment with a doctor, and I will arrive in Pingdu at nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, is that okay?"

"Yes." Shang Yi agreed weakly, sitting on the sofa without moving.

Xu Wanqing was lying on the ground.

It's not Zhang Xu's body, but Xu Wanqing herself.

She kept a distance and looked around for several times, then went to lift the person up, and put it on her bed out of politeness.

It doesn't matter if it's dirty, if you tear someone's clothes casually, this ancient man might beat her.

But she still tore off his shoes, and took off her socks out of curiosity about the little feet.

"..."

Still a disabled man.

Tucked in the quilt, Shang Yi is glad that he is living in modern times.

"Doctor Li, yes, I want to consult, for example, I have bound feet, yes, it is the three-inch golden lotus... I am not impulsive, just ask, for example, I have bound feet for several years, can I still rule……"

"Mr. Shang, you need to cure your brain." The other side replied sincerely, "Are you crazy?"

"I'm just assuming! I didn't—I didn't bind my feet! That is to say, for example, my grandma bound her feet and wanted to let go. Is there a way to restore the original appearance?"

"...Mr. Shang, do you want to see a doctor?"

Shang Yi hangs up the phone.

In her pocket was still the Swiss Army Knife that Xu Wanqing picked up for her, she put it down silently, sat on the edge of the bed and stared at it for a long time.

She first looked after Zhang Xu, a left-behind child, and developed sympathy for the left-behind orphan.

Immediately afterwards, he developed deep sympathy for women who were oppressed by feudal dross.

"It's ugly." She looked at it for a while, and commented on Xu Wanqing to herself.

But she still had to admit, how can someone have such good-looking single eyelids.

Very slender, I can see the pitiful appearance.

About five hundred years older than her.

She didn't see Zhang Xu that day, and when she came back, Xu Wanqing had already taken a shower in a proper manner, changed into bed sheets and quilt in her pajamas, and she was being put on the sofa.

"Fortunately, you didn't see me today, and don't let the me in Zhang Xu's body know that I exist."

Shang Yi turned over with difficulty: "Ah?"

"If I know my ending, I'm afraid life will be difficult." Xu Wanqing put on the quilt and folded it lightly, "I trouble you to hide it for me."

"What's your ending?" Shang Yi disagreed.

Xu Wanqing smiled and didn't answer, she just turned her head and said softly: "For me, it's good to see you again."

Alas.

What is this, confession?

Shang Yi felt disgusted, but she had heard too many confessions, and her skin was unusually thick, so she also said: "I am very upset to see you again."

"This is the first time you've seen me." Xu Wanqing pointed out the mistake in her words.

Shang Yi: "Oh, yes, yes, it's the first time I see you."

"Will you take me in?"

"You don't have a place to go, just stay," Shang Yi waved his hands and thought for a while, then suddenly turned his head, "But I don't have any books here, and they've all been sent to the county. If you want to read books, find an ugly boy to buy them for you. Go online, rush online by yourself, find something for yourself, don't dangle in front of me."

"Thank you, Sister Shang."

The goosebumps came up again, one after another like a concerto.

"Don't call me that!"

"I am more than 500 years older than you." This time, Xu Wanqing really beat her in age.

"What have you been doing for more than 500 years? Counting monkey hairs?"

Shang Yi used "Journey to the West" as an example to her, Xu Wanqing quickly reacted, and whispered softly: "I'm waiting for you."