love marks

Chapter 53, the inexplicable unexpected guest.

As expected, after I got out of Feng Ji's kiss, Wu Ziting just put down his phone and looked at someone meaningfully, "I didn't realize that you are quite courageous before."

"I didn't see that your routine is so deep." Feng Ji retaliated.

"Then do you want to say that you are cooperating with me and just follow suit?" Wu Ziting asked back.

"Everyone takes what they want," Feng Jie replied, and then added, "One thing is for sure, no matter how much you please, Niu will not choose you."

"So confident?" Wu Ziting's tone was unclear.

"Of course, this is something that cannot be changed." Feng Ji took it for granted.

"I hope you can make it to the end," Wu Ziting glanced at me, "If not, you are really slapping yourself in the face with strength. The world is impermanent, who knows what will happen tomorrow."

What she said is not unreasonable, no one can be sure which will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

Feng Jie didn't take it seriously, "No matter what happens, Niu is my girlfriend."

Wu Ziting pouted and said nothing.

However, as expected, this dialogue was also recorded by Wu Ziting, and it was made into a voice and posted on the post bar along with the kissing photos, which immediately aroused heated discussions:

"Fu Yu is quite domineering, isn't the landlord out of play?"

"When you are in love, you always make vows, but when time flies, success is only when you can make it to the end."

"Fu Yu's voice is so domineering. She has always given me the impression of being a quiet and graceful lady. I really can't judge people by their appearance."

"This possessiveness is 666."

"The landlord is about to lose his love again."

"Don't be sad, landlord, touch your head."

"Am I the only one who thinks this kiss is beautiful?"

"Upstairs +1"

"+1, it seems like I'm watching an idol drama, both of them are killing each other!"

"I am satisfied with the beauty control."

Wu Ziting added: "Maybe I don't know Fu Yu well enough. The feeling she gave me is different from before."

Then there are a bunch of comments:

"Can Fu Yu still sleepwalk?"

"How did Lou Lou know those details? Did Fu Yu tell you?"

"Lou Lou and Fu Yu are still good friends, right?"

"The landlord isn't paying for Yu in the dark, is he?"

"The relationship between the host and Tang Fu is delicate."

"Will they read the landlord's post?"

"So this is their dog abuse post?"

"You must be abusing the landlord."

"It's the truth upstairs!"

"Truth plus one."

……

It feels like the style of painting has developed in a strange direction.

However, when Fu Yu saw this, he was at a loss: "When was this photo taken? Why was our kiss also taken by her? This Wu Ziting is also showing off!"

I had no choice but to slander: You are the one who made the publicity, and they just acted according to "you" requirements.

It wasn't until this time that Fu Yu finally realized that something was wrong, and looked at me in panic: "Songzi, I don't really have intermittent amnesia, right? This photo is in the classroom, but I don't remember being there Kissing you in front of many people is so scary..."

Thinking of Feng Ji saying that he would gradually attract Fu Yu's attention in his own way, and let her know of her existence.

But if Fu Yu's timidity let her know this kind of thing, would she accept it?

But if you don't tell her...

"If Fu Yu knew that you knew she had a dual personality but didn't tell her, what would she think?" Feng Ji's words came out again.

After thinking about it, I said, "What if you have intermittent amnesia?"

Fu Yu was a little scared, "Don't use such a serious tone, I will take it seriously."

"Fu Yu, don't be nervous. Even if you have intermittent amnesia, it's not that scary. It's just that you will forget some things. Compared with amnesia, split personality is scarier." I throw a brick to attract ideas.

"Split personality?" Fu Yu was stunned for a moment, "What will happen then?"

"It's a kind of mental illness. Having split personality is equivalent to having two personalities at the same time, one positive and one negative," I explained, "but the manifestations are different, and the onset can be very painful. People go crazy with fear..."

Looking at her half-understanding expression, I continued to persuade, "But your symptoms are obviously not split personality."

"Yes, that's good..." Fu Yu just came back to his senses with a sigh of relief, and said with a serious expression, "My symptoms? What symptoms do I have?"

I paused for a moment, then heard her ask again, "I'm not really mentally ill, am I?"

After a moment of hesitation, I replied, "Well, sleepwalking is also a type of mental illness."

"Oh, don't make trouble," she ignored my teasing, her tone was anxious, "I'm serious, I feel that I'm in a very bad state recently, and I forget when I did everything..."

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone, turned directly to the □□ interface, pointed to her avatar and said, "I don't know when I changed my avatar, and I saw the newly bought tape and towels on the windowsill last time, I don't know." Remember when it happened, Songzi, tell the truth, have I behaved abnormally recently?"

Facing her eagerly looking eyes, I couldn't bear to lie to her, and I didn't want her to blame me in the future.

As the master personality, he should know about the existence of the sub-personality, not to mention that Feng Ji had already made preparations.

It's almost time to pay Yu.

"Eh..." I organized my words and tried to express it tactfully, "What do you think about dual personalities?"

"Dual personality?" She was stunned for a moment and said, "Is that the saying that one person has two souls?"

"……Um."

She fell into meditation, "Dual personality is also a mental illness, it seems to be called personality disorder or something...Dual personality...isn't it just two people."

"It's almost like this," I said, "but dual personality is not the same as schizophrenia. Schizophrenia is living in one's own fantasy, but dual personality is living in reality, but the way of coping is different."

"It's better to live in reality than in fantasy," she murmured to herself, "it doesn't seem too bad after all."

I was taken aback, what does she mean to accept?

I continued to probe, "Don't you think it's weird, this person with dual personality might become another person at some point, and the master personality doesn't know afterward, and the daily life is so cloudy, don't you Do you find it scary?"

She thought about it for a while, and said unexpectedly, "If the second personality is not the kind of personality that I hate deeply and commit the most crimes, it is not unacceptable to think about it..."

There was a burst of ecstasy in my heart when I heard this, which means that even if I tell her the truth next time, she won't be too scared.

"Song Zi," she suddenly looked at me and asked, "You don't mean to say that I have a dual personality?"

She is really direct.

"Let's play a game." I said.

"What game?" she asked.

"You prepare a notebook, put it next to your pillow, write something according to your mood before going to bed at night, and then check the contents of the notebook before going to bed the next night to see if there is any change. If you persist for a few days, you will see the effect. If he really has a dual personality, he might reply to you."

I also saw this method when I accidentally visited the post bar. Although I don't know the reliability of this method, I am very sure about her dual personality.

"Can this work?" She was dubious.

"Try it, if it's true, you'll know your physical condition better." I tried to be as calm as possible.

She took my method, went to the supermarket and bought a new diary, put it under the pillow, and looked at me with a slightly excited expression, "I'm actually a little nervous for no reason."

I just patted her head, "Don't be nervous, there is a first time for everything."

After the notebook is ready, we will be busy as usual.

I could have told her straight up that she was dual, but I felt it was better for her to realize her own condition than for me to tell her.

This is not a trivial matter, and she needs a little time to accept it.

The hip-hop club activities started, and Fu Yu went to join her literature club. Before we left, I made an agreement with me that I would record the video of hip-hop dancing and bring it back for her to watch. If there was no way, I would give the DVD to my brother and let him Make a video of me dancing so I can do it.

As a result, after the dance, they were not satisfied with watching, and said, "Little handsome Tang danced so well, why didn't he participate in the school association meeting? With you around, we will be even more powerful."

I didn't answer, my brother replied for me, "She was not in good health at the time, she just finished the sports meeting and didn't have the energy to dance again."

When it comes to physical strength, I think of the doctor's advice, saying that I am not allowed to engage in strenuous exercise, street dancing is not counted, it is just a little short of breath.

However, due to the fear of rhabdomyolysis syndrome, I already had a psychological shadow, so I didn’t want to dance any more after dancing this part of the dance. I didn’t want them to spoil the fun, so I went to the side and found a place to rest.

At this moment, an unfamiliar boy came over, Gu Zi sat down next to me, and kept looking at me.

I don't have a good impression of this kind of bohemian and cynical person, so I didn't say anything, just moved to the side.

"Tang Song." He called out to himself.

I glanced at him, but there was no response.

He went on to say, "You are very popular. Even if you don't say a word, you are the focus of everyone's attention. Everyone in the school knows you."

I ignored him.

"It's good to be beautiful," he said with emotion, "In today's society, appearance is the most important thing. Let me put it mildly. Even if you don't know anything, you can still eat with just one face."

Rely on face?Are you selling your looks?

I snorted coldly.

"Your face, if you wear women's clothes, it will be amazing. Why do you hide your brilliance and dress up in such a nondescript way?"

What he said was really unpleasant, I glanced at him, there was a slight stubble on his sharp-edged face, and his expression was careless. At first glance, he didn't look like a college student, but he looked like a gangster.

"I want to remind you that there are generally two reasons for changing the original appearance. Either you want to forget the past, or you want to hide the unknown. Sometimes being in one state for a long time is not necessarily a kind of enjoyment, but just a habit. .” There was still a seriousness hidden in his casual tone.

I sneered, "What the hell are you trying to say?"

"The truth cannot be hidden, you can forget it, but it still happened." He continued to speak inexplicably.

I disdain him, "nervous."

Getting up to leave, he said again, "Teach me to dance street dance."

"Don't teach, you can find my brother." I don't know hip-hop dance and join any hip-hop club.

"I'm not interested in men," he replied, "I'm straight."

Straight man?Straight man cancer.

I snorted coldly, turned around and looked at him, "Then you should know that this nondescript girl is crooked."

"It's all an illusion." He didn't take it seriously, got up and walked over, stretched out his right hand, and smiled mischievously, "My name is Luan Mu, nice to meet you."

I didn't reach out, just glanced at his hand, and turned around disdainfully.

"What you know is that Tang Song is aloof, but what you don't know thinks that you look down on the hip-hop dancer Xiaobai who is humbly asking for advice, and you don't even bother to shake hands."

Humbly asking for advice?Would you really label yourself as if no one saw your eccentric look just now?

Clearly impure motives.

"Handsome Tang, don't you give me face?" He continued to babble, "The girl at the door has been watching us for a long time."

I looked sideways, and Wu Ziting was holding a mobile phone, facing our direction.

The people behind her naturally knew what she was doing.

It seems that this Luan Mu is also a master who is not afraid of big troubles.

I turned around and reached out to shake hands with him.

At this time, my palms suddenly felt itchy, and I raised my eyes to meet his playful eyes.

I felt cold in my heart, and immediately fell over my shoulder. After a muffled sound, he was thrown on his back on the concrete floor.

The entire activity classroom was instantly quiet.