Atypical O's Life

Which are me?

Who is Yang Xingyi?

Ling Du stood at the partition between the entrance hall and the living room, and looked at Ling Huan for a while. Ling Huan was indeed caught in a conflict. He was like this, and there was a problem in itself. Ling Du walked up to Ling Huan, stretched out his hand to hold his hand, Take him down the stairs.

Feeling the warmth of his younger brother's palm, Ling Huan took a deep breath and said, "It may be that I have received a lot of memories and emotions from Yang Xingyi just now. I am a little confused. Maybe I will get better after staying by myself for a while."

Ling Du nodded: "I understand. If you don't mind, would you like me to experience that feeling with you?"

Ling Du's words soothed Ling Huan's emotions for an instant. He hugged Ling Du suddenly like he did when he was a child, and said, "Ling Du, I'm really afraid of losing you."

Ling Du patted him on the back, "Well. You will never lose me. We are brothers since we were born. We grow up together, understand each other, love each other, just like I will not lose you, and you will not lose I."

Ling Huan took a deep breath, his mood stabilized a little, and he said softly: "For a moment just now, I felt like my spirit was about to collapse. I was very, very destructive and panicked."

Ling Du said: "I think it is necessary for me to understand your current state."

Ling Huan nodded and said, "I think so too. The emotion Yang Xingyi's memory conveyed to me just now is too heavy."

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Ling Du had built his database for Ling Huan in the "Memory Restoration" system before. At this time, Ling Du only set up a data "space" for Ling Huan again, and logged in with Ling Huan.

Ling Huan himself is an extremely capable psychoanalyst. He can solve other people's problems, but he can also solve his own problems. It's just that it takes time. If he can digest the memory consciousness data brought to him by Yang Xingyi, He can also do it very well without mental problems, but it will take a long time. At this time, with Lingdu's help, it will be much better for him.

As soon as Ling Du entered the "world" constructed by Ling Huan's consciousness at this time, he felt dizzy for a while.

In other words, Ling Huan has no way to build a stable "world" of consciousness at this time. It looks like a lot of overlapping time and space. Different times, different places, different events and different emotions are mixed together, like hemp threads mixed together. Together, it's hard to figure it out.

Lingdu felt that he was about to suffer from "spiritual pollution" and "spiritual trauma". At this moment, it seemed that there was a strong suction formed by a vortex, pulling him into a small space.

Ling Du was still in shock, "heard" Ling Huan's voice, "Ling Du."

Ling Du "saw" Ling Huan, and Ling Huan looked heavy, and said: "Outside is the storm formed by Yang Xingyi's memory consciousness data, but I'm fine, I isolated myself and absorbed them slowly. If the data is thrown out, I won't be affected too much."

Ling Du's mood also became heavy: "I didn't expect it to be like this. Are you really okay?"

Ling Huan sat across from Ling Du, "I have a solution, but if you're here, I can make my mental state more stable. And it's good for me to enter this system and guide my own consciousness."

Ling Huan got up and walked to one side, and a door opened on that wall. As the door opened, a small "world" was connected outside.

Ling Du hurriedly followed him. This so-called "small world" is actually a fragment of Yang Xingyi's memory, but this memory fragment also contains a lot of his emotional data, and those memory information can be easily "digested", but Emotions are like the air in the world, they are everywhere, and they can form storms. This is the most troublesome thing.

This small "world" is a garden. As soon as Ling Du and Ling Huan entered, they were affected by a kind of manic emotion, and these manic emotions were like thunder and lightning in this small world. Thunder and lightning really started to wreak havoc.

Yang Xingyi was angry inside. He took a sharp chainsaw and saw off the well-grown tree-like roses in the garden one by one. The bright red flowers and green leaves were blown all over the sky by the wind, as if the world To be swallowed by this viscous red and green.

Yang Xingyi yelled: "I don't want to have a baby with Ji Liuli, I don't, does he think I don't know? He thinks I don't know what he's thinking? He wants an Alpha boy with royal blood, no , he doesn't know that I know this. Don't let him know. No, I need to calm down."

Yang Xingyi threw the chainsaw on the ground, and sat with his arms folded in the messy garden. He sat there for a while, the whole world became very dark, and he suddenly said: "I still go to Ling Done. He can calm me down for a while."

The world completely calmed down at this moment, and Ling Du found himself back in the white room created by Ling Huan with only tables and chairs.

Ling Huan said: "Ling Du, do you know what the memory of Yang Xingyi's madness was?"

Ling Du thought for a while, "Yang Mikui wants Yang Xingyi and Her Royal Highness to have a baby quickly, but Yang Xingyi is very resistant."

Ling Huan said: "I have read a lot of Yang Xingyi's memories. I infer that Yang Xingyi guessed that Yang Mikui wanted him and the princess's child to be a receptor for his eternal life plan. Yang Mikui has serious blood and gender discrimination. He If he wants to live forever, he will definitely find the most desirable receptor group for himself, instead of using his own Beta clone as his receptor. Of course, I think these are Yang Xingyi's guesses, but Yang Xingyi was caught by these Things got crazy."

Although Ling Du had thought about many things, he really did not expect such a thing to happen.

Ling Du: "But Yang Xingyi is dead."

Ling Huan: "So Yang Mikui was really sad for a while before."

Ling Du: "But he's not sad now. I think he's emotionally stable."

Ling Huan: "He must have many candidates."

Ling Du: "Who are the other candidates? Are there any in Yang Xingyi's memory?"

Ling Huan: "I haven't seen it yet. But I can continue to search. His memory fragments will be captured according to my consciousness."

Ling Huan went to open the door again. As the door opened, Ling Du hurried forward to hold Ling Huan's hand. He has now realized how painful Ling Huan is facing, and he hopes to give Ling Huan the greatest support .

The small "world" this time is larger than the one just now, and Ling Du took a look and found that it was within the scope of the Dragon Palace in Yuchiyuan.

The Dragon Hall is the most majestic building complex in Yuchiyuan. It has been built for more than 300 years. During these 300 years, it has been expanded and repaired frequently, but the general style has not changed. The emperor often lives here. Therefore, it is historically and today They are very famous, and everyone has basically seen its photos, so Ling Du recognized where it was at a glance.

Yang Xingyi is not in a good mood, so the whole world looks gloomy.

Yang Xingyi followed Yang Mikui, and there were other people around, but their images were very vague. They walked along the glass-enclosed corridor, and Yang Xingyi said: "Dad, this Dragon Palace should be the best place to live. It’s uncomfortable. It’s big and empty, and apart from its symbolic meaning, it’s really unattractive.”

Yang Mikui ignored him, and Yang Xingyi was in a bad mood. Turning around a corridor, a ten-year-old boy was sitting blankly in a chair under the eaves of the corridor, staring at the sky in a daze. Princess Yuze was sitting next to him, holding a book Reading to the boy.

Ling Du immediately recognized that the boy was the current little emperor.

Ling Du has seen the little emperor wearing a heavy dress holding a ceremony in the news many times. The little emperor has always looked solemn. He seems to have neither childhood nor youth. He has always had that solemn expression. In Yang Xingyi's memory world , the little emperor looked more sluggish, besides sluggishness, there was also a feeling of exuding a black aura, while Princess Yuze's color was brighter and her tone was soft.

They had a meal together, and afterward, Yang Mikui asked Yang Xingyi and Princess Yuze to leave together, while he stayed to talk to the little emperor.

As Yang Xingyi left with Princess Yuze, this world disappeared, and Ling Du returned to Ling Huan's side again. The simple room is the whole world.