One of thirty, when I woke up, I was three

"I said, why is this bastard not like me? It really belongs to him. Tell me, what am I to you? Jiang Wanshu, do you still have a conscience? I, Lin Cheng, protect you everywhere. , love you, at home, I have always put you in the palm of my hand and obeyed, how can I be sorry for you?"

"Yes, you are fine, but I don't love you, is that enough?"

The quarrel on the sixth floor could be heard from a long distance away. Neighbors who lived near the Lin family poked their heads out one after another, shook their heads and closed the door tightly.

"You contacted him again? Bitch!"

Lin Youyou was squatting at the door, and there was a box of delicately packaged cakes beside him. It was a happy family leaning together and looking into the distance. His eyes blinked, and then he blinked again. He held candles and meals in his hands. The paper bag of the plate, the small logo is printed on the lower right side of the paper bag.

Autumn thinking baking.

Then there was the scream of the always gentle mother. Lin Youyou didn't know that his mother would also go crazy, and the glass shattered: "Lin Cheng, is your son your child? You have been a child for more than 20 years." Father, don’t you see it at all? Is there anything like you? Weak, useless, and dead-headed! You have been a professor at B University for more than ten years, aren’t you just a substitute teacher? I respect you, but they are saying in private that Professor Lin is worthy of being a nominal professor, and there is a difference between heaven and earth from a genuine professor who is serious about the Eight Classics!"

"Snapped!"

Crisp applause sounded in the room, and the man's furious voice pierced through the door wall: "Bitch! That bastard doesn't look like me at all, even if it was mine, my daughter wouldn't be like this, she's always been like this!" You are educating children, don’t you know what you are teaching? First, you volunteered to exchange without telling me, and then you learned messy things in college, and now, you actually quit school and went to do odd jobs?!”

The quarrel continued until a woman's exclamation broke Lin Youyou's fragile and frightened heart.

The woman was pinned down on the ground, and the man strangled her neck tightly with scarlet eyes, muttering speechlessly: "Bitch, bitch, stop talking, bitch..."

Immediately afterwards, the man pulled out the fruit knife that had been hidden under the sofa for a long time. Like a sick beast, he stabbed the unconscious woman expressionlessly. The bright red blood quickly smeared from the woman's white dress. The world in front of you is full of blood, and there is no other color except blood.

Lin Youyou was so frightened that he couldn't speak, the cake in his hand fell in response to the sound, the man finally heard the sound, his elegant face became a little bit more ferocious, he held a bloody fruit knife step by step, like in a TV series A bloody pervert.

The door was locked tightly, and the suffocation on the neck followed. Lin Youyou's eyes widened in horror, and he kept shouting: "Dad, Dad..."

The blood seemed to rush to the top of her head, her whole body was stiff, and the man's heavy breath fell on the top of her head.

Destroying, oppressing, hoarse, bloody.

Lin Youyou was stunned, the original struggling movements were dissipating bit by bit, the man's words pierced her heart like an invisible knife, and she could no longer hear the sound while breathing.

"Little bastard, do you know why there is a word in the name? I have been telling you that it means protection. In fact, I looked through the dictionary, and the correct explanation is in the column of adverbs."

"There are words, attached to verbs, nouns, and adjectives, which are equivalent to affixes and have no practical meaning."

"Two have, equal to double is meaningless, you should be called Lin Wu!"

"No, your surname should not be Lin, you are not my daughter, you are not!"

The man suddenly let go of Lin Youyou, who was choked to death, and laughed maniacally, tears came out of his laughter. The blood-stained white shirt jumped in Lin Youyou's blurred vision, crackling and looking for something. There were sounds of glass shattering, the sound of heavy wood, and the crisp and desperate sound of purple clay pots falling to the ground.

The comatose Lin Youyou was awakened by a puff of thick smoke. There were orange fires everywhere in front of his eyes, and the smell of blood was everywhere. The man was frantically playing music on the grand piano in the living room, which was harsh and out of tune. Not long ago The white roses he bought turned into red roses, and the burning flames continued to devour everything. Lin Youyou weakly crawled towards the woman who was lying in a pool of blood.

It's almost here, Mom...

mom.

The man played and played, and suddenly showed a strange smile. The blood in the white shirt dried up. Just when Lin Youyou was about to crawl, he smashed the glass-sealed photo album on Lin Youyou's body. in the head.

The blood quickly spread from the forehead, dripping onto the broken photo. It was a little girl being held in the arms of a talented young couple. Lin Youyou only used his remaining consciousness to touch the photo, pricking his hand. The glass passed through Lin Youyou's fingers, hugging the photo album tightly as if without pain, and lovingly: "Mom and Dad..."

……

Lin Youyou was sitting on the window on the sixth floor, with fire trucks and ambulances honking below, and a blazing fire behind him.Lin Youyou lazily looked at the restless people below, as well as Kanxi and Han Zizhou who looked very nervous. The sound of small explosions kept ringing behind him, which was meaningless. Is such a small fire worth alerting the police?

"Ayou, jump down! Ayou!"

"Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou, come down quickly, it's dangerous up there, we'll follow you below, don't be afraid!"

Lin Youyou tilted his head and smiled interestedly. Does the idiot have any friends?It's really touching to see all these anxious looks. I don't know if it would be more fun to get hurt again?

On the balcony, Lin Youyou took the bloody fruit knife that was put aside, and slashed his wrist vigorously, as if saying goodbye or rebirth from the ashes. The blood spurted out brilliantly like a fountain, and the pupils of Guanxi and Han Zizhou were tight. Suo was about to rush upstairs to rescue Lin Youyou, but was pulled back by firefighters standing outside the cordon.

"Comrade, we have already sent people up to rescue Miss Lin, please don't make any more trouble."

Han Zizhou angrily wanted to hit the fireman: "Didn't you see her commit suicide?!"

The policeman behind him held down the red-eyed Han Zizhou in time. The heavy pressure behind him forced Han Zizhou to succumb, but his neck was bruised, and Han Zizhou, who had never cried before, finally turned his eyes red like a child: "Please save her...please...I can't lose her...please..."

Guan Xi was also crying beside him, Lin Youyou up there hadn't been rescued yet, and Han Zizhou kept begging everyone around him to save Lin Youyou like crazy.

Obviously yesterday was fine, Ah You said that today he will celebrate his birthday with his uncle and aunt, so he will not go to sing with them.

Why is this...

……

Lin Youyou, who was being treated, was forcibly buckled on the chair, but he smiled happily.

"I said, don't think of a way. She died in that fire and can't come back. Now I am the controller of this body!"

"Look at you guys. Where are Mr. Han and Mrs. Guan's arrogance? Why are you so angry? I'm helping her! She can't live anymore, so she is the one who will live for her."

"Hey, don't put red roses in front of me, okay? If you let it go again, I'll beat another person until you go bankrupt!"

"What? Why did you call so many doctors?! Hey! You can't do this to me!"

The doctor shook his head outside the door, looked at Lin Youyou who was re-injected with sedatives, and sighed heavily: "Mr. Han, Miss Guan, Miss Lin split into a new personality because of a major stimulus, In other words, it is also her sense of self-protection, as long as this new personality is still there, Miss Lin will not disappear and still live in her subconscious."

"What is the hope of being cured?"

"Ten percent, it depends on whether Ms. Lin can defeat this new personality. It's all up to her, and we can't help much. Unless the new personality is willing to give up voluntarily, even if Ms. Lin comes back, once she is stimulated again, A new personality will come out again..."

……

After Lin Youyou spoke roughly, he was so sleepy that he found a comfortable position on Gu Jia and yawned: "That's it, the idiot avoided himself, and I appeared, if I didn't run fast, I also died in that fire."

"Where are uncles and aunts buried?"

Lin Youyou attached Gu Jia's ear, and whispered: "Then I will only tell you one person, don't tell others casually."

"it is good."

"you promise."

"I promise!"

Lin Youyou laughed heartily: "Under the best sycamore tree in the rose field on the outskirts of the imperial capital, I went to the cemetery and stole my parents. No one knows that those fools still go to worship their parents every year. How stupid not to know it's empty!"

Gu Jia could feel Lin Youyou's sadness, touched her head, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Sleep, I'll be here with you."

"Then you sing to me, the kind that I can't understand."

"Ok?"

"Easy to hypnotize."

Gu Jia smiled, patted Lin Youyou's back lightly, and her gentle singing sounded in the quiet ward:

Tousles□□esontétédesenfants

Maispeud'entreelless'ensouviennent

Despersonneschérirontchacunedesroses

Stef: J'espéraisfaireletourdumonde

Maisjen'arrive pas à quitter la maison

Seb: Moncoeus tunciel remplit d'étoiles

Les yeux fermés je levois

……

Lin Youyou fell asleep, and before going to bed, he asked in a daze, "What language is it so hypnotic?"

Gu Jia said softly: "French, the theme song of "The Little Prince"."

"It sounds good."

……

"Hey, I'll pay you back first. This woman is too scary. Keep it for yourself."

"what?"

"Ah what, idiot! I'm going to bed first."

"Oh... will you come back then?"

"do not bother me."

……

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Lyric translation:

Every grown-up was once a child

they just don't understand

Every rose has someone to pet

I wanted to travel the world

but can't leave my home

There is a starry sky in my heart

close your eyes and see

In fact, Lin Youyou with the second personality is not bad, it's just that he was not treated as a normal person by other people. Lin Youyou is still kind, and as for the other derived... secret.