[Ode to Joy] My surname is Tan, my ancestor's original surname is Ming

Henry was silent on the phone for a while, "Tan, although movies and novels are full of this theme, in reality, dual personalities that meet the diagnostic criteria are very rare."

"That's why I asked you for help." Tan Zongming ignored the grievances and grievances of the Ming and Wang families, briefly described Wang Manchun's words and deeds, and finally said, "I have checked a lot of information, and she has no dissociative amnesia, no dissociative wandering. , numbness, motor ability is stronger than mine, no sensory disturbance, no epileptic manifestations, no physical disturbance that can explain the symptoms, no hysterical characteristics can be seen from any aspect, how else can I explain her abnormality?"

"Has the so-called dual personality you suspect ever appeared at the same time?"

"I'm not sure, but I think she's still conscious of who she is in reality when she's taking herself as another identity."

"Always?"

"There was never a situation where she rejected or forgot who she really was."

"That doesn't meet the basic characteristics of dual personality." Henry explained, "Multiple personalities, we call it dissociative identity disorder. At a certain time, usually only one is dominant, and neither personality can enter the memory of the other, and almost Unaware of the existence of the other side."

"Are there no exceptions?"

"Tan, I use the words usually, almost, just for the sake of rigor. In fact, exceptions are extremely rare, and the only cases are isolated cases. Your friend, is there any evidence of psychological illness? Such as traumatic events, or having undergone relaxation, hypnosis, vent therapy, etc.”

"No."

"How can you be sure?"

"I investigated her and communicated with her family, friends, and middle school classmates in direct and indirect ways. Not only did there not have any evidence of trauma, but no one even felt that she was abnormal-so much so that I almost doubted whether I was abnormal. normal."

"That's because the identity she entered is a secret that only the two of you know. So she just doesn't hide it in front of you. This kind of behavior with obvious object selection is also the opposite of dissociative mental disorder." Henry paused and said, "To find out what's wrong with her, it's best to take her to a psychiatrist or counselor face to face."

"She has reservations in front of me, and she will definitely be more resistant to professionals."

"That's not necessarily the case. For most people, there is always some privacy. The closer you are, the easier it is to hide from each other, but you can let go in front of strangers, not to mention that she can trust our professional ethics."

Tan Zongming imagined the scene of discussing with Wang Manchun about taking her to see a psychiatrist—the picture was too beautiful to look at.He smiled wryly, "Henry, you don't know, she is very—" For a moment, he didn't know what words to use to describe her, "Very, very special girl, she is different from most people."

"I fully understand." Henry smiled, "That's what you said about Andy back then."

Tan Zongming said awkwardly, "Henry, Andy is already in the past tense."

"OK, let's not talk about Andy. Anyway, it's been a long time since I saw you so troubled by a girl. Are you serious?"

"Yes, very seriously," he replied.

Putting down the phone, it was already a time of deeper silence, and the whole villa was silent.Tan Zongming went upstairs lightly and came to the door of the guest room.Under his strong request, Wang Manchun didn't lock the door, and pushed the door open. A small lamp beside the bed was still on, and she was curled up between the light gray quilt, her blue hair was covered with snow skin, and her long eyelashes were red like flowers. She is so delicate and charming, but her brows are deeply locked, as if she is also preoccupied in a dream.He sat down by the bed, stared at her, and repeated the question Henry had asked in his heart.

He was serious, more serious than Henry thought, more serious than he himself thought.In fact, they haven't known each other for long, and she doesn't have a halo that can dazzle him, but he just likes her, wants to get close to her, and after getting close, wants to keep her even more. That kind of feeling can't even be described as hitting it off at first sight. They seem to have known each other for a long time. , just forgot each other in reincarnation, and intuition is more honest than thought, when her fingertips caressed his face, the little warmth was like a key that had been lost for a long time and was finally found.

A door opened in his heart that not only connects the past, but also leads to the future.

When Tan Zongming got up, he wanted to help her straighten the quilt, but his knee accidentally touched the edge of the bed, making a low and dull sound.Almost at the same time, Wang Manchun, who was sleeping soundly, woke up suddenly. He turned over and put his hand under the pillow, as if he wanted to touch something, but then he reacted, bent his shoulders, and stretched out his hand to hold his chest, "Tan Zongming, you are scared to death!" Me!"

The conversation with Henry not long ago immediately came to mind.She is, and never denies that she is Fan Shengmei, but there is really a soul of Wang Manchun living in her body, always running out when she is most vulnerable and defenseless, which troubles her and makes him extremely worried.

But facing her, he could only act nonchalantly, "You scare me and I scare you, it's even. You go to sleep, and I'll come up to see if you put on the quilt."

Pushing off the quilt...Wang Manchun stared at him with her mouth tightly pursed, while Tan Zongming fled in despair.

Going back to the bedroom to lie down, he baked big pancakes on the bed for a while, and finally developed a little drowsiness, but he received a WeChat message from Wang Manchun on his phone, "Is there anything Lizi wants to tell you?"

Is this what Chagang means?She finally knows to protect the food?Tan Zongming originally planned to answer "I don't know" very innocently, but thinking about the action of the woman upstairs who instinctively touched the gun... he suddenly woke up, sat up and rearranged his thoughts, and came to a conclusion, "I guess it has something to do with Mingcheng. "

When Wang Manchun trotted downstairs, he had just come out of the bedroom after changing clothes, and the two guys who couldn't sleep met at the stairs.

"Is that why you called me today?"

"Yes. Qingshan Shunichi was born in China with Chinese and Japanese mixed blood, but it was less than a year before the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and Japan when he was born. Curious to look at his background..."

"Look?"

"Okay, check, that's not the point." Tan Zongming quickly changed the subject, "It turns out that Qingshan Kenji was a war orphan. His father's name is Qingshan Yoyou, and his mother's name is Nantian Yoko. He is the head of the Japanese high school in Shanghai. Qingshan Kenji is in China After staying in several families, he returned to Japan with the help of the Japanese government when he was 44 years old, so Qingshan Shunichi’s mother is Chinese. But his mother died when he was very young, Qingshan Kenji remarried in Japan, Qingshan Riko and Her brother is different, he is purebred Japanese."

"What does this have to do with Mingcheng?"

"Kenji Qingshan is an illegitimate child with an ambiguous identity. He was separated from his parents at birth. According to his public statement in Japan, from the time he remembered to 1949, he was arranged by the Chinese military and adopted by a farmer in the Chahar League. Now I want to find out the whereabouts of this family. Considering that the Chinese who Yoko Nantian had the most contact with at that time was Mingcheng, and Lizi had something to tell me immediately when she saw Mingcheng mentioned in my WeChat. From these two aspects Look, what Lizi wants to talk to me should be Mingcheng, otherwise she has never met me before, and there is no other topic to talk about, or a topic that can't be explained clearly in a few words."

"Then how did Qingshan Kenji know the name Mingcheng?"

"There are more documents on No. 76 kept in Japan than those left in the mainland. I can find all Qingshan. But he knows very little information from the military command. In 1949, he and his adoptive parents fought in the Pingjin battle. If you get separated from China, you will completely lose contact with the Chinese military—no matter which side it is.”

Wang Manchun nodded thoughtfully.Tan Zongming saw that she was not surprised, so he understood that she should have collected a lot of information on the way to Nanjing with Qingshan's family, "What else do you know?"

"It's similar to what you found, but he told me the specific address of the farmer. It's in the Yehuling area of ​​Zhangbei County, Hebei Province, a place called Cuijiazhuang." Wang Manchun stopped talking, "— —Why are you looking at me like that?"

"With so much important information hidden in your stomach, you still have the nerve to jump down?"

"...Kenji Qingshan will definitely provide information on his own initiative if he wants to find someone. I won't tell you, but haven't you found so much?"

"Sophistry." Tan Zong was obviously righteous, "Your behavior is abandoning your comrades-in-arms, and you have no team spirit."

Wang Manchun looked at him with "what do you want" eyes.

"I ask for spiritual compensation."

Wang Manchun ran out immediately, and after a while, he showed his head from behind the corner of the stairs, "Tan Zongming, don't go too far."

"Okay, okay, make sure you don't mess around." In the dead of night, Tan Zongming endured a lot of pain with a smile, "Come here, let's continue."

Wang Manchun walked back slowly, walked to the window sill where Tan Zongming was sitting, and asked a step away, "That's all I know, what else do you want to say?"

"Yes, there is something very important." He stood up and stepped in front of her.The landscape lights in the small garden shine through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating her half-lit face, staring at him with a pair of bright eyes, full of anticipation and defenselessness.

Tan Zongming smiled, with a little sadness and heartache, stretched out his arms to wrap around her shoulders, "Xiaomei, you have to live well, living is the greatest responsibility to this world."

Wang Manchun neither resisted nor answered, just stood motionless for a long time.The curtains blown by the night wind gently brushed her feet, as if after a century, she finally hugged him with her back, and she answered like a sigh from her chest.

"it is good."

The silhouette is like a moment, and time seems to have stopped here.

"Tan—" the old woman's voice stopped abruptly at the stairs, "I'm sorry...I heard movement on the first floor..."

Tan Zongming took Wang Manchun in his arms and turned ninety degrees, turned his back to the stairs and ordered, "Aunt Shun, you didn't see anything."

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If I remember correctly, this is the first time that Wuli Wang Chu took the initiative to hug Lao Tan, cough cough cough cough...