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Department of Psychiatry, AC Hospital.

Feng Luan was staring at the serious Jiang Ruicai opposite, her lips pursed into a straight line.

"Are you sure..."

"I'm sure!"

Feng Luan's decisive tone broke the last trace of luck in Jiang Ruicai's heart.He looked at Feng Luan who was waiting for the result of his diagnosis, and heaved a long sigh.

'As expected...'

"Mr. Feng, since you are sure, I can also tell you with certainty..."

"You have a split personality."

Feng Luan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart suddenly stopped as if he was overwhelmed, which made him unable to breathe for a while, and his hands and feet were cold.

However, this is not the end.

"Mr. Feng, I need your cooperation next, so that I can judge the severity of your split personality, and..."

"Are you the main personality or the sub-personality?"

Feng Luan forced herself to calm down, took a deep breath, and calmly raised her own question.

"Do the main and secondary personalities have any influence on the treatment?"

"Yes. Generally speaking, the main personality is dominant. In the treatment of split personality, the success rate of integrating other personalities is relatively high. Of course, generally speaking, we usually choose the personality with a milder personality as the final fusion of other personalities. main personality, but if the 'main personality' we choose is the sub-personality, the success rate of fusion is relatively low."

"That is to say..."

"That is to say, if Mr. Feng is a sub-personality, if you want to fuse the main personality and completely cure your split personality, the success rate is relatively low, and the risk will be correspondingly high."

After Jiang Ruicai's voice fell, only the breathing of two people could be heard in the whole room for a long time.

After a long time, Feng Luan rolled her somewhat dry eyeballs, closed her eyes, a pale smile appeared on her face, and a tear rolled down her cheek from the sour eyes due to dryness.

"it is good."

He heard himself saying that in a hoarse voice.

……

In the end, Feng Luan left the consulting room with a dazed expression.

At a corner not far away, a man who covered himself tightly with a scarf and mask stared at Feng Luan's back for a long time with his almond eyes, and then suddenly thought of something, the grade of the department that Xiang Feng Luan walked out of Glanced, thoughtful.

******

At the end of February, City B was always rainy from time to time, and I don’t know what happened today. The gray sky changed from the usual drizzle, and suddenly it rained heavily, which caught the unprepared people who were beaten without umbrellas for a while. complain.

But Feng Luan walked into the rain as if he didn't notice.The crackling raindrops soon wet his whole body, the rain fell down his hair, and the slightly long hair covered most of his face, and no passerby hurried by with an umbrella recognized him. It turns out that this man who looks embarrassed in the rain is a newcomer who has become popular on the Internet recently.

Feng Luan walked aimlessly in the rain, his eyes were full of confusion as he looked at the road ahead.

【What am I? 】

【Live like this...】

He raised his head and let the soybean-sized raindrops hit his face. It was cold and painful. The warm liquid from the corners of his eyes mixed with the rain, as if it had never appeared before.

【Anyway, I'm just】

[can be discarded at any time]

"The sub-personality..."

There was a pale sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, like an epiphyllum blooming in the middle of a lake of blood, with broken beauty, struggling for the last sliver of life in despair.

Bitter, yet shocking!

Touching the position of the heart, feeling the regular beating under the palm, looking up, there are passers-by holding umbrellas of various colors, walking in this gray world, colorful and eye-catching.

Everyone lives a colorful and unscrupulous life, but I am like the doll abandoned by the world, dusty, alone, standing in that dark corner, thinking that I am the same as everyone, but in fact everything is just an illusion bubbles.

I said, I live.

But this is a joke!

The stinging pain from his heart made Feng Luan involuntarily clutch the clothes on his chest, took a few short breaths, only felt his whole body was cold and dizzy, just like the night when he woke up - the beginning of everything.

"Clap clap clap!"

Feng Luan was running fast in the rain, as if trying to burn out all the vitality in his body, running with all his strength, no longer smiling falsely, no longer caring about everything around him, no longer thinking about the countless Waking up at night.

Just run, run forward.

He is not someone, he is himself, alive, hot, breathing, running, living, human, ah! ! !

The heart beating violently in the chest cavity due to the violent running, the muscles that started to feel hot and sore, the pain caused by the dense raindrops hitting her face, and the suffocation caused by the rapid running made Feng Luan feel that she was alive. sense of security.

Even if my brain, my emotions, and my senses all deceived me, the feeling of suffocation on the verge of death would never deceive me.

Can't cheat either.

Feng Luan suddenly felt relieved, so he stopped slowly, his heart calmed down at that moment, the whole world was only left with his own breathing, heartbeat, and the sound of rain.

He began to open the eyes that were closed due to the sudden news and the flood of fear, to get rid of the confusion and fear, and observe the situation he was in calmly and rationally.

Is that all it takes?

Engulfed and fused by the main personality, she disappeared into this world forever, as if she had never appeared before.

【Do not】

【I can not be reconciled】

[It's hard, it's hard...! 】

Not reconciled, I am not reconciled!

Even if I am alone, even if I have no attachment, I will...

"Why don't you open an umbrella?"

Suddenly, a familiar cold voice came to his ears, and a transparent umbrella covered his head, blocking him from the torrential rain.

He raised his head blankly, and met the other's cold black eyes full of doubt and concern.

At that moment, like a flower blooming, a gap opened in the gloomy world, sunlight and colors penetrated, and stayed in Feng Luan's heart forever.

After being dazed for a while, Feng Luan slowly came back to his senses, and put on the same smile as before, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

"Ah, I forgot to bring it."

"Where's your assistant?"

"I told her to go back first."

"Where's the phone?"

"Mobile phone?" Feng Luan blinked, took out the mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Bai Yanluo.

"out of battery."

"..."

"Why are you here?" Bai Yanluo decided to change the subject.

"Well, I asked the taxi driver to find a more lively place to park, because I died in "Lintian", so I took the director's red envelope and wanted to go out for a stroll and change my mood, but when I was about to go back, I suddenly found that I left my wallet in the taxi." Feng Luan spread his hands as he spoke, and lied in a serious manner.

"..."

Bai Yanluo looked at Fengluan speechlessly for a while, "Then you are really out of luck."

"Yeah, and then just when I was trying to figure it out, you showed up." Like a god, falling from the sky.

Feng Luan smiled slyly, and there was an unknown light in his eyes.

Bai Yanluo was stunned, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked at Fengluan and seriously suggested.

"Would you like to come to my house?" After a pause, he added another sentence.

"My house is nearby."

"If you're like this, if you don't take a hot bath quickly, you'll catch a cold and have a fever easily."

Then, he thought for a while and said: "You are a very good actor, I don't want your play tomorrow to go wrong because you can't prevent a cold and fever in time."

Feng Luan stared at Bai Yanluo's eyes, a pair of black pupils were like a black swirl, deep and unsettling.

"Then, trouble brother Luo..."

After receiving the ideal reply, Bai Yanluo bent his mouth very quickly, his eyes gleamed with joy, and Xian Fengluan walked half a step on his left to lead the way.

Feng Luan tilted her head to look at Bai Yanluo's side face with the corners of her mouth slightly raised and leading the way seriously, her expression was in a daze for a moment.

Ah, I'm not alone, I'm with you...

How can there be no worries?

Also, you...

Soon, Feng Luan, who came back to his senses, raised a dangerous arc at the corner of his mouth where the other party could not see.

Bai, Yan, Luo...

Now, you really can't escape.

because,

I really, really, can't live without you...

even if,

I'm just a sub-personality of this body,

I also,

I will never let go...

no way!

【unless】

【I die. 】

The author has something to say:

In fact, I think it's very obvious. If you don't make mud and cute, guess it right?

The chess played by the stupid author is not big at all_(:3」∠)_

As I said at the beginning, Feng Luan is a snake spirit, and in various senses [Tan Shou]