Cultivation from entry to abandonment

Shang Mingqian pretended to be sick and cooked delicious food, but Jiang Fuqing still didn't want to go back with him, and couldn't think of any other way.After thinking about it, tossing and turning, still unable to sit still, he knocked on Jiang Fuqing's door lightly.Jiang Fuqing couldn't sleep at all, he was reading at night with the light on in his room, when he heard the knock on the door, he put on his outer robe and went to open the bedroom door.

The moonlight was shining like practice, and Shang Mingqian was standing at the door, with thousands of thoughts surging in his eyes.Jiang Fuqing was still afraid that he would catch a cold, so he took a step sideways and let him into the room.Shang Mingqian didn't go to the bed, but sat down beside the table, looked at Jiang Fuqing for a while, and then slowly said: "You, have you been doing well in the past few days?"

Jiang Fuqing nodded, yawned, and said, "It's good. By the way, how do you know I'm still alive?"

Shang Mingqian tapped his fingertips on the table, making a few muffled sounds, and said slowly: "I saw a medical book on your table that recorded the prescription of the fake death medicine."

Jiang Fuqing was surprised by his insight, and said strangely: "I tore off that page, how did you find out?"

Shang Mingqian said, "There is a pen seal."

It's a pity you don't become a detective.

"And your knife cut very shallowly."

Jiang Fuqing nodded, and said casually: "Then I'll cut deeper next time."

Shang Mingqian was suddenly a little angry, and said in a deep voice: "Don't do this kind of thing again." His tone was deep, and then he supported his forehead with one hand, looked a little exhausted, and slowed down his tone, saying: "I'm not blaming You. I mean, I feel sorry for you too."

In the middle of the night, the dew was heavy and the lights were dim, Jiang Fuqing gathered the robe on her body and asked, "Do you feel distressed?"

Shang Mingqian felt more and more that his clothes were thin and fragile, so he nodded immediately.

Jiang Fuqing yawned and asked, "Don't you like Bai Chuji?"

Shang Mingqian shook his head, poured another bowl of tea, drank it down, and said, "I only like you."

Jiang Fuqing didn't quite believe it, and said, "Then what did you say before that you like Bai Chuji? Now you've changed your mind?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Shang Mingqian walked over in a moment of desperation, sat on the side of the bed, next to Jiang Fuqing, frowned and said: "I saw you insisted on leaving that day. I couldn't control myself, so I might hurt you again .So just follow the plan and say those words so that you can stop thinking about it and have nothing to worry about."

Shang Mingqian had never said such a long word before, Jiang Fuqing was a little stunned, it seemed that he was helpless, he had to confess himself, he didn't know what to do for a moment, he just looked at him blankly.

Seeing that he was silent, Shang Mingqian hesitated for a while, and finally said, "You must have discovered it too. Besides the present me... there is another me..." He spoke intermittently, for fear of Jiang Fuqing He couldn't understand, or it frightened him, so every time he uttered a word, he had to sneak a look at Jiang Fuqing's face.

Jiang Fuqing was surprised, thinking that Shang Mingqian would never tell this matter no matter what.This secret was buried in the bottom of his heart, and few people got a glimpse of it, but at this moment he confessed it all.How can Jiang Fuqing not be moved?

Seeing that Jiang Fuqing was so surprised, Shang Mingqian immediately wanted to explain, saying, "I don't know what's going on—"

Jiang Fuqing rarely saw his panic, opened his arms, hugged him, patted his back lightly comfortingly, and said softly: "I know."

Shang Mingqian kept silent, and being held by him motionless, he felt that his limbs and bones were soaked in warm current, his heart felt swollen, and his soul was about to be melted.He did thousands of drills, prepared thoroughly, and imitated many of Jiang Fuqing's expressions after learning about the incident.But he didn't think of such a situation alone, he just said that he knew.

After being stunned for a while, Shang Mingqian slowly raised his hand and hugged Jiang Fuqing tightly, his eyes were a little red.

It took Jiang Fuqing a while to let go of him, and smiled slightly, "Otherwise, why do you think I study medicine?"

Shang Mingqian was still a little lost in thought, and asked: "Aren't you trying to get rid of the cauldron physique?"

Jiang Fuqing smiled, her shoulders shrugged, she fell limply on the pillow, and said, "It was for you at first, and then it was for you."

Seeing him smiling, Shang Mingqian couldn't help smiling, and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Fuqing nodded, then shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. You were so crazy when you turned red."

The quilt was almost twisted into twists under Shang Mingqian's hands, and he looked nervously at Jiang Fuqing.

Jiang Fuqing said, "But it's not a big deal."

Shang Mingqian knew that he deliberately said such words to comfort him. He had overheard Jiang Fuqing saying that the red one had tortured him in every possible way and almost strangled him to death.And if he hadn't turned red, Jiang Fuqing would not have been marked by him at all, bound to him, and become his cauldron.Although he tried his best to make up for it, he couldn't change the fact.

Seeing that he seemed to be in a mess of thoughts, Jiang Fuqing quickly interrupted him, fished him out, and asked, "Do you know what your situation is called?"

Shang Mingqian shook his head, searched through ancient books, and only came up with the words "Departing Soul Disease".

Jiang Fuqing shook his head, and said, "The dementia disorder is too general. Your condition, in psychology, is called multiple personality. So far, only two personalities have been found, which are the current you and the red one. "

"Personality?" Shang Mingqian thought about it.

"It can be understood as the integration of a person's ability, temperament, personality, needs, motivation, interests, ideals, values ​​and physique. The personality of ordinary people is stable and has a continuous self. Your situation is quite special. You His personality is unstable." Jiang Fuqing said.

Shang Mingqian saw that his words were clear and clear, so he asked, "Where did you know that?"

Jiang Fuqing smiled, "Didn't I tell you that I am from a faraway place? In my hometown, although your situation is rare, it is not completely uncommon. Many scholars have written books and biographies for this, and I just love to read it. Some miscellaneous books."

Shang Mingqian understood part of it, then nodded, and listened to Jiang Fuqing's explanation: "I used to read for entertainment, so I didn't know I would run into you. I couldn't react at first. After thinking about it carefully, I think you There is no doubt that there are multiple personalities." After finishing speaking, Jiang Fuqing took out a booklet from under the pillow and handed it to Shang Mingqian.

Shang Mingqian took his booklet and found that it recorded in detail the opportunity and time of his personality alternation, as well as the various differences between personalities, down to the details of the tone and wording of different personalities, which is even more detailed than his own. He also understood himself, and was even more surprised.

As he watched, Jiang Fuqing explained, and said slowly: "You usually call yourself modestly, and you will call yourself 'My Lord', 'My Lady' and the like. Occasionally you will call yourself 'My Lord', mostly when you are angry As for the red one, there will be no modesty or respect at all, and he usually calls himself the 'real deity', unless he is holding back some bad water."