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Xi Mu's smile froze for a moment. If you ask him if he remembers the church, he will.If you ask him if he remembers what happened there, he does.

He suffered from Stendhal Syndrome, a condition in which art drives him into a loss of sanity or a coma.In severe cases, the artworks will be violently treated because of this emotion.Simu's symptoms are much better. He only shed a few drops of clear saline solution secreted by tear glands when he saw beautiful artwork and heard good music.

As rare as crocodile tears.

So Xi Mu never took his illness seriously.

Until that church in England, he heard the song echoing throughout the rampart.

Living to death, struggling endlessly, great and humble.

He heard the pain and greatness of human nature from a hymn.

So, for the first time, Xi Mu cried until she couldn't make a sound.

Because he cried too exaggeratedly, everyone around was startled by him. The child next door couldn't stand his snot and tears, so he reluctantly gave him his handkerchief.

Xi Mu's memory is all about the embarrassing scene, and she doesn't remember who was there at all.

"Where are you?" Xi Mu asked.

Lan Siyu was still pointing at the illustration, "I'm here."

"Did you see me?"

Lan Siyu raised his head, narrowed his eyes slowly, and smiled slightly.

Xi Mu had a bad idea, "You handed me the handkerchief?" In the church, he almost just cried. The only person who interacted with him, Xi Mu could only think of one person, That was the kid sitting next to him.

Lan Siyu couldn't be too sure, "Can you say it's me?"

Xi Mu understood what he meant, "It was that Lan Siyu who was there at that time."

Lan Siyu put down the book and looked up at him. His clear eyes were clear and free of dirt, just like the angels in the book, the cross in the book and the bells ringing in the church. "Unfortunately, that memory is now mine."

Xi Mu took the book from Lan Siyu's hand, then closed it, hiding heaven in the fixed and varied English words.

It is said that it takes a person a lifetime to learn to speak, learn words, and learn ways of expression before they can break down the barriers of communication with others.

Xi Mu has not yet lived his own life, so he is really powerless to build a successful bridge that can accurately express his mood at this moment.

No, I'm not sorry.

No, there is nothing to regret about it.

Yes, I do seem to feel a little sorry.

Yes, but what am I regretting.

Lan Siyu saw his expression and turned his head away.

Simu handed him his hand.

Lan Siyu looked puzzled, but still took his hand.

Xi Mu said: "I want you to come with me quickly and restore the book you messed up to its original position." If he left like this, he would definitely be scolded.

Lan Siyu bent down and began to pick up books.

He acquiesced in changing the subject.

Xi Mu immediately picked up the stack of books that had just been arranged, and began to put them on the bookshelf.Since there is no one in the library now, he felt relieved to speak. "At that time, you were still very young. If you went to England, you probably wouldn't be able to kill anyone." He chatted with him according to what he said.

"Humph."

"So what are you going there for, tourism?" he asked casually. "I went with my mother to see my aunt who married to England, and I went on a trip." In order to be fair, he asked questions and gave information about himself.

Lan Siyu glanced at him, "I won't tell you."

Xi Mu smiled. "Lance, do you know what time it is?"

"I don't know." Lan Siyu was not very happy.

"It's ten past eleven." Xi Mu pointed to his watch.

"Oh, you're leaving at twelve o'clock, right?" Lan Siyu remembered this incident.

Xi Mu pushed his glasses, "I can almost confirm one thing."

Lance looked at him.

Xi Mu said, "I'll tell you after I confirm."

After packing up the books, it was almost eleven thirty.

Xi Mu squeezed, came to Lan Siyu's side, and opened his hands towards him.

Lan Siyu looked at him like he was looking at an idiot, "I won't be so frivolous, if you didn't open your hand, I would rush over."

Xi Mu grew his hands bigger, and looked proud. "Men are sometimes duplicity. The more they say no, sometimes they just say yes."

Lan Siyu was expressionless, "I said I don't like dirty jokes..."

For a moment, the short time that the eyes cannot fully blink once.

His head suddenly became dizzy, Lan Siyu supported his head.He shook his head, but he couldn't get rid of the uncomfortable feeling that was about to take his consciousness away.His pupils gradually lost their luster, and at the same time, his body lost strength.Without consciousness, he could only take his own body and pour it straight and accurately into Xi Mu's arms.

Xi Mu closed her hands and hugged him tightly.

Fearing that Lance would struggle when he woke up again, Xi Mu hugged him and slowly sat on the floor.

Before he could sit still, Lan Siyu opened his eyes.He is like a baby, seeing the world for the first time, feeling strange and at a loss.

Lance didn't know what happened, when he found himself being hugged tightly, his pale face turned red.He was too pale, and there was a little bit of smudged color on his face, which could be seen clearly, and there was absolutely no possibility of successfully hiding it.

"Are you awake?" Xi Mu asked.

"You hug me so tightly." Lan Siyu's tone was neither salty nor weak.

Xi Mu laughed.

"Which personality was flirting with you just now?" Lan Siyu spoke to him in a consistent tone.

Xi Mu raised his hand with a sincere face, "You."

Lan Siyu turned his head away, in order not to see him, he got up in an awkward posture.

Simu wanted to tell him the truth right away, but he still wanted to take advantage again, so he repeated what he said in the morning. "Do you still remember that you wanted to tell me who the betrayer is? I'm not curious now, can I ask you other questions?"

"I will do what I say." Lan Siyu said, "Just ask."

He kept his back to himself, Xi Mu stretched out his index finger, and poked him on the back, "Hey, you are talking to me, can you please look at me with a kindness, my lord."

Lan Siyu reluctantly turned to look at him.

Xi Mu thought he was too funny, because teasing him was really fun.Almost instantly he gave up on the question he wanted to ask. "Lance Yu."

"Well." He was used to this person calling himself by this name.

Xi Mu pointed at herself with a smile, "Do you like me very much?"

Lan Siyu's expression froze.

Angels sing.

Angels also proclaimed.

Let him dissolve in the sea of ​​stars.

Just let him float with the clouds in the sky.

angels sing

The feelings that the angels preach are...

Seeing his performance, Xi Mu smiled even more happily.

In the next moment, Lan Siyu once again showed that very disgusted expression.

This is a rare scene, he has never let his feelings out so much.

Xi Mu saw him put his hands on his chest, put on a defensive posture, and then yelled at him in a voice so loud that it made people panic. "Impossible!"

"What are you being proud of?" Xi Mu covered his ears, he was frightened. "It's really a child. I don't mean the kind of liking, I mean the kind of liking that kindergarten students like the teacher."

"I'm not a kid in kindergarten." Lance retorted.

"That's not the point." The place where he complained was too strange.

Lan Siyu was very resistant to this topic.

Simu finished teasing him, and he told him, "Do you know about Goodfield's Syndrome?"

"I don't know." Lan Siyu didn't want to cooperate with him anymore.

"This is a disease that can't turn short-term memory into long-term memory. Generally speaking, it should happen after some kind of injury. But what you did today seems to be suffering from Goodfield's syndrome .Actually, I came to your ward at nine o'clock and talked to you. Then at 09:30, 10:30, 11:30, every hour you will lose consciousness, and when you wake up again, you will completely forget What we have experienced before." Xi Mu explained to him, "I was really with you just now, there is nothing to hide, it is not a lie."

When Xi Mu became serious, even the tip of his brows was stained with the word serious.

"But it shouldn't be. This is a sudden and long-term illness."

Lan Siyu's pupils began to vibrate.

Xi Mu said: "Don't worry, I will help you find out."

Due to the special situation, Xi Mu immediately contacted the hospital, and everyone immediately put Lance on the bed, and then pushed him all the way to the medical examination room.

In fact, Xi Mu's duty time has already passed, so he can only leave.

He was eating in the dining hall when his cell phone rang.

The letter was from his teacher, Isaac Messiah.He found relevant information and packed it all up for him at once.

Xi Mu was reading documents during his lunch break.

Since the information was decades ago, and it was a turbulent era, the information is not complete.

Xi Mu can only say that after reading it, he is so glad that he was born in a peaceful age.

A mad scientist, completely insane in a mad country.

They use various implants of mental illness, intending to create children with superior IQ, or in other words, children with superpowers.I don't know if the super powers are successful, but in their hands, a large group of sick children were indeed born, but their spirit and wisdom are beyond ordinary people.It's just that there are no good things in this world that are all good things to take advantage of.

These kids are thrown into the world's scariest weapons and then, at a certain age, go insane.

This is not what Xi Mu wants to know.

He continued to flip the pages frantically.

Finally saw a way to kill personality.

Obtain the memory palace of the subject, and then use hypnosis to talk to the subject.It is said to be a dialogue, but in fact it is a war.They verbally build their worst fears in their memory palaces, then crush them.

Only with completely true information can a correct palace be built.

So that is the purpose of those personalities.

Anyone who doesn't have a memory palace built is lying.And the person who lied might be Lan Siyu who was hiding.

They not only rely on Lan Siyu, but also fear Lan Siyu.

Xi Mu could guess that they were probably afraid that Lance would trip them up in the dark.

"Really." Xi Mu was speechless, how despicable he looked at people.

He continued to scroll down, and Isaac also thoughtfully attached the information you need to know to build a memory palace.

Xi Mu counted how many pieces of information he needed.

Counting and counting, his movements paused. "Wait, don't I have a chance now. Lan Siyu can't remember that he has answered one of my questions. As long as I ask him these questions every hour, I can successfully build his memory palace .”

"No." Xi Mu laughed guiltily, "How could I do such a despicable thing, and what Dr. Zhou Lizhi wants is not Lan Siyu's Memory Palace."

He said to himself that if someone saw him at first glance, he would definitely think that he was a patient of this hospital, not a doctor.Realizing that something was wrong with her, Xi Mu shut up.When you are silent, your vision becomes clearer.On the computer screen were Xi Mu's guilty eyes.

The next day, there was a note in his pocket, filled with densely packed words, all about the information you need to know to build a memory palace.

"I'm going in." Xi Mu knocked on the door first, and then opened it.

As soon as he entered, he saw Lan Siyu staring blankly at the ceiling, extremely dazed. "Doctor." He called softly.

The results of the hospital examination have not yet come out, so none of them can judge whether he was unable to change short-term memory into long-term memory because of damage to the outside of his brain, or something happened inside his mind.

Xi Mu swallowed nervously.

To do, or not to do, that is the big question.

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Lan Siyu: To do it, or not to do it?

Xi Mu: Didn't you say you hate dirty jokes?

Lan Siyu: What I hate is when others export to me unilaterally.