Self-illness

Xu Mi took a blanket and plugged in the electricity, gently covered Ye Qianyan's arm, and still couldn't help asking curiously: "You mean, Tang Xia knows about the existence of Shisan, and Shisan doesn't know about Tang Xia's existence? ?”

"I think so. Thirteen obviously doesn't know about Tang Xia's existence. We haven't had any contact with Tang Xia. We just guess that Thirteen is the personality she deliberately shaped."

Only then did Qian Yan feel her body warmer, and the long-term infusion made her unbearably worried: "Tang Xiaxia's desire for survival is very low, which can be defined as a destructive personality. Every time she wakes up, she tends to commit suicide."

"Like jumping into the lake last time."

Xu Micai suddenly realized: "No wonder Kou obediently scolded Tang Xiaxia all the time."

Chen Yi explained: "Because Shisan didn't know the existence of Tang Xia, sometimes the thinking generated in her personality would make her look for the existence of the personality behind it. When the memory of the past appeared in her consciousness, the personality characteristics would disappear. She is Tang Xia. It's summer, and when I wake up, I will commit suicide because of helplessness, despair or emotional anxiety, Tang Xia himself has severe depression."

"Is she like this with multiple split personality certificates?" Xu Mi pointed to Thirteen in the surveillance video.

Chen Yi shook his head: "Everyone's life experience, etiology, and inducing factors are different, and the split personality types are also different."

"She also has a personality that should be a crying little girl. It's probably a memory loop. I only recently learned about it from Kou Kuaiguai. She will return to her teenage state and say the same thing every time."

Can't talk to Tang Xia's original personality, can't get enough growth memory, Qianyan can't determine what caused this personality to appear, but the other one is even more puzzling to her: "There is also a split state, which is very strange, like a cat."

Xu Mi was surprised and excited when he heard it: "How is that?"

Chen Yi also felt incredible: "In what state?"

"Thirteen is very sensitive to time. She doesn't need to look at the watch, she can accurately remember the time by relying on the biological clock in her body. I think it is also related to the state of the cat she split from. Animals have the instinct to remember time."

Qian Yan pulled out the needle: "If you feel strange and dangerous in the middle of the night, you will have this kind of split state. I'm not sure if it will happen when you are dreaming."

"I've only taken half of the potion." Xu Mi saw that there was more than half of the bottle left, and stretched out his hand to stop Ye Qianyan from pulling the needle, but it was too late, so he had to pack up the potion and injection.

Chen Yi leaned over and looked at Ye Qianyan's neck: "You were scratched."

"Some time ago."

Ye Qianyan touched the scar that had scabbed in the middle of the collarbone: "The effect of the sedative is not obvious, at least not for cats."

Xu Mi felt his scalp explode: "You seem to be telling a ghost story, Thirteen seems to be possessed by a suicidal ghost and a cat demon."

Ye Qianyan and Chen Yi both looked at each other and smiled at the same time, this metaphor is the most appropriate.

Chen saw that it was not early: "I'm going back first. If you don't mind, I may come here often. I look forward to seeing your results soon."

In Chen's eyes, Ye Qianyan has completely regarded Thirteen as her research object, and there is nothing unreasonable about it.Compared to Ye Qianyan, she thought it was ridiculous for Chen Changdong to hand over Kou Guaiguai to her as a research case.

"No problem, please advise Dr. Chen." Ye Qianyan extended his hand to Chen Yi ceremonially.

Chen Yi held Ye Qianyan's long and thin fingers, touched the skin that was cold from the infusion, and blurted out involuntarily: "Take care of yourself."

"I must come more and more, I'm almost bored to death." Xu Mi really wanted to give up her current job several times. After listening to the conversation of two professionals today, she finally felt that she didn't waste so much in vain. Time, what a windfall.

After the infusion, Ye Qianyan seemed very sleepy, staring at the surveillance video page and her eyelids dropped from time to time, Xu Mi twisted a hot towel to help Ye Qianyan scrub briefly: "Hurry up and go to sleep, you are very cold. "

Ye Qianyan hummed, and Xu Mi pushed her into the room, half kneeling in front of the drowsy Ye Qianyan, reaching out his hand to take off her coat.

"what are you doing?"

Ye Qianyan opened her eyes, stared at Xu Miren vigilantly, and pushed her hand away from her collar: "Go out, I will do it myself."

"Then I'll come in later, and then I'll make sure you've gone to bed." Xu Mi walked to the door and gently closed the door and sat back in front of the monitor. Three silhouettes.

Shisan always maintains a curled position when she sleeps, like a baby in the mother's womb, feeling the bed as the mother's warm womb, occasionally she will turn over, and the same position is the same when she turns to the other side.

Xu Mi knocked on the door of Ye Qianyan's room, but there was no response. She gently opened the door and saw that Ye Qianyan had already fallen asleep by the light in the living room. The mobile phone sent a text message to Fu Yan: the infusion has been given, and he has slept peacefully.

Then, looking at the time and the empty cigarette case, Xu Mi felt crazy for the long night again, but luckily she could do something else.

"what are you writing?"

Ye Qianyan's voice suddenly rang in her ears, making Xu Mi's hair stand on end in fright. She checked the time, and it was only after five o'clock: "Why did you wake up so early?"

"Sequelae after infusion, full of energy."

It was only then that Xu Mi noticed that Ye Qianyan was standing behind him: "I'm going to take a shower, and then we'll drive out and just blow the air."

This point is basically Shisan's deep sleep period. It is rare for Ye Qianyan to feel refreshed physically and mentally. When she wants to go out and turn around, her attention is completely on Shisan for several days, which makes her feel more and more nervous.

Xu Mi's eyes were so sore, he thought that Ye Qianyan would be able to go out when he woke up, but Ye Qianyan woke up so early and dragged her out to blow the air, and the yawn came up all at once, but thinking about it, it's rare to have a chance to go out Not bad: "Okay."

After taking a bath, Ye Qianyan came out wrapped in a bathrobe, her hair was also wet, Xu Mi was a little surprised: "Don't you usually wash your hair outside?"

"You can wash it yourself."

Xu Mi found a hair dryer and plugged it in: "Washing your hair early in the morning is not good for your health, come here and let me dry it for you."

Ye Qianyan wiped off the water stains on her icy hair, and sat in front of Xu Mi: "You don't seem to have a girlfriend."

"Ok?"

Xu Mi was a little surprised that Ye Qianyan suddenly cared about her relationship status: "I can't get a girlfriend."

"I love sex." Ye Qianyan was simple and clear.

"Are you asking me?" Even so, Xu Mi still calmly stroked Ye Qianyan's hair, stroking her scalp with his fingertips: "If I can't meet a suitable person, I have to solve my physical needs first."

After Ye Qianyan discovered that Xu Mi and Kou had known each other obediently, he asked Fu Yan to find someone to investigate Xu Mi's living conditions.

She found that Xu Mi had done many jobs, but they were all unrelated jobs. Sometimes clerks, waiters, and bar customers only worked for a short time each time, and it even made people wonder how she supported herself: " I think you like Kou obediently, and other people also think you are her girlfriend."

"Others are just what other people think, we know it's not."

Xu Mi brushed Ye Qianyan's half-dry hair back with a comb: "Your hair is very straight."

"Is there any difference? You go to bed and have an intimate relationship. What's the difference between you and a couple?" Ye Qianyan asked with interest.

Xu Mi also frowned and thought about it for a while: "You say that there is no difference, we don't have the kind of attachment and responsibility between lovers, we can leave after sleeping, don't have to think about where the other party is, don't have to worry about each other's In life, you can leave at any time, just like she and I can not speak or contact each other for many days now, and we will not complain to each other."

Ye Qianyan suddenly said: "It makes sense."

"What about you?"

"how?"

Xu Mi smiled: "Do you like to sleep or are you serious about dating?"

"What's a serious date like?"

"It's just to be ambiguous first, and then wait for the right time to have a meal together, chat, and then go to bed."

Xu Mi gently pressed Ye Qianyan's temple: "Is it comfortable? I used to work in a hair salon."

"I've been washing my hair at home since then."

Ye Qianyan feels pretty good: "If you describe it like this, I think sleeping is good, more direct, without the middle process."

Xu Mi took the opportunity to tease: "Do you like women?"

After discovering her intention, Ye Qianyan grinned, "Maybe I'll like it."

"Really, you can think about it. It's not bad to be bisexual. If you haven't been in a relationship before, maybe you haven't discovered that you are actually a lesbian."

Xu Mi helped Ye Qianyan press down on his shoulders and neck, and touched Ye Qianyan's collarbone with his hand, and leaned down to exhale by Ye Qianyan's hair, and teased in an ambiguous tone: "I don't think women Is it always soft and slippery, listening to her panting, groaning, and even screaming during the process, you will fall into the clouds together, like rolling in white cotton or water waves."

Ye Qianyan grabbed the hand that slipped to her chest: "Then when Chun-meng is done, go change your clothes and prepare to go out."

Xu Mi withdrew his hand resentfully: "It's really indifferent."

Ye Qianyan stood up and touched her soft and dry hair: "It's well taken care of."

Xu Mi stretched out his hands and moved his limbs on the spot, but his mouth still did not relax: "Do you have any thoughts about Shisan?"

"For example, love, that aspect." Xu Mi added, otherwise she really couldn't understand Ye Qianyan's behavior.

"Maybe." Ye Qianyan answered this question ambiguously. She knew her purpose, but emotions, which cannot be captured, are always involuntary.

She is also not sure if she can detect it in time if she has feelings, and how to deal with it?

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