Chapter 20 Oh no, I seem to have a second personality
In the suddenly stagnant atmosphere, I suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The familiar feeling in the dream reminded me of Fu Xuan’s state at the first moment, and the sense of separation made me subconsciously recognize Jing Yuan as the [Jing Yuan] that kept flashing back in my memory.
But what’s even more terrifying is that after I said this, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out in my mind. It continued to laugh recklessly, even a little out of breath.
It won't just laugh until it suffocates and dies, right? I followed this line of thought.
The next second, the laughter suddenly stopped.
"Death?" Its voice was filled with a hint of strange doubt, and finally it sighed, "What a wonderful word."
...Oh no, I seem to have a second personality.
This time, I heard it sneer, but didn't respond.
No, that's not right. My mental state is good and I shouldn't have any symptoms of schizophrenia. The only thing that can correspond to it is... the voice that I heard in my dream.
"So, you just thought it was a dream?" Its voice seemed to be right next to my ear, but there was nothing beside me, not even any equipment.
"You can't keep running away." It said in a gentle tone, without disguising its mockery and pity, "Just like you are still standing here now."
......It's as if I was originally [Jing Yuan], but I just forgot everything that happened before.
It did not respond for a long time. Half a minute later, it said in a mechanical tone: "Nightmare, retelling the blind and foolish past."
Tsk, if it is, it is, and if it is not, it is not. Why do you have to be a riddler!
Riddler, get out of here... No, get out of Luofu!
When "Yan Qing" stepped into the room, what he saw were two Jing Yuans with slightly frowned brows and unconsciously exuding emotions.
He had deliberately paused at the corner for a few seconds to make sure that there was no discussion inside before walking in. Unexpectedly, they had not finished the discussion but were in a deadlock.
Two identical people stood opposite each other. If it weren't for the difference in clothing, "Yan Qing" almost didn't recognize who was his own "Jing Yuan".
After just a moment of hesitation, Jingyuan came to his senses and immediately looked for help.
"Yan Qing" pretended not to notice the atmosphere at the moment, and put the oil paper bag in his hand on the table: "I met Bai Lu at Dan Ding Si, and she asked me to bring some cakes, saying that it would calm her nerves."
…No one responded.
"Yanqing" widened his eyes and looked at me in disbelief.
And I could only respond to him with a sad expression: I'm sorry, I was confused at the time and said the wrong thing, so I didn't dare to say anything before Jingyuan spoke.
In response to this, "Yan Qing" gave a kind smile with particular understanding.
——Apart from looking like the Death Smile, he is still very kind.
"Yan Qing" untied the rope and spread the oil paper, and the fragrance of the dessert slowly diffused out.
"Would you like to try it?" "Yan Qing" seemed to be handing over a piece casually, but in fact he was reaching out to me with a clear goal.
Now I have to respond!
I just raised my hand to take it, when I saw a hand suddenly appear from the side and intercept it!
Jingyuan held the Mingou cake in his palm, then picked up the matcha-colored cake on the edge of the pile of cakes and put it in my hand.
"Try this." He said casually, "The tea cake with egg yolk inside is loose and delicate on the inside, and crispy and delicious on the outside."
I took a small bite, and the faint aroma of tea instantly wafted out.
......Although I can drink tea, I usually drink light tea. The taste of this tea pastry is a bit too strong for me.
After swallowing it hard, I held the tea cake in my hand and swore to myself that I would never take a second bite of it. Anyway, Jingyuan was holding the Mingou cake without touching it, so it was normal for me not to eat it.
I found a reason for myself and sincerely hoped that Jingyuan would never eat that piece of Mingou cake.
Confused, "Yan Qing" blinked as he watched the two people fall silent again. If Jingyuan hadn't taken a bite, he would have almost suspected that the bag of pastries was poisonous.
But now... "Yan Qing", who was not affected by the environment at all, picked up a piece of Mingou cake and took a bite. The crisp laughter immediately spread to every corner of the house along with the chewing action.
The two people who were originally silent looked at "Yan Qing" at the same time.
"......" "Yan Qing" held the unchewed Ming Ou cake in his mouth, not knowing whether to eat it or not.
Finally, he walked out of the house, closed the door to himself, and finished the whole piece of Mingou cake amid intermittent laughter.
The laughter outside had disappeared for several minutes, but "Yan Qing" still hadn't come back.
Come back soon and take me with you! I clenched the tea cake in my hand, and hurriedly gathered up the crumbs that fell into my palm.
As if seeing my embarrassment, Jing Yuan took the lead in putting the Mingou cake in his hand back on the oil paper, "I didn't pay attention. If you don't like it, just give it to me."
Although my resistance was somewhat obvious, Jingyuan was still very understanding. I breathed a sigh of relief and placed the bitten tea cake on the edge of the oil paper to prevent it from touching other cakes.
However...if Jing Yuan also doesn't like strong tea, he probably wouldn't have chosen tea cakes as his first choice among these categories, so why did he say he didn't notice it?
Belonging to Jingyuan’s thoughtfulness? If that's the case, then I have to respond: "No, this is my problem."
In the final analysis, I am just a picky eater. I have even drunk soda soy milk before!
Jing Yuan silently looked at the missing piece of tea cake, and after a moment he sighed, "Life is so long, even a hundred years is just a blink of an eye, but the past that cannot be looked back will always leave an indelible mark in the heart."
"Tea is good when the moon is full." Jing Yuan murmured, then closed his eyes helplessly and chuckled, "It's a pity that the flowers are withering and the moon is waning, which is the normal state of life."
Stop reading! Master, stop reading! If you keep reading, I’m worried that you’ll burst out a few ginkgo leaves!
Fortunately, Jing Yuan's emotions were as stable as ever, and his words just now seemed to be just a few sighs. He even quickly changed the subject: "Climbing the beams is not a good habit, what do you think, "Yanqing"? ”
ah? I subconsciously looked at the closed door, then raised my head to look at the beams.
...As expected, I saw nothing.
"How could that be? I think this is really great." Yan Qing's voice came faintly from the beam, "Just pretend I don't exist."
So angry! Jing Yuan knew what Mingou Cake tasted like, so he stopped that piece. Why didn’t he stop me? Is it because I eat faster? !
Thinking of this, "Yan Qing" said angrily: "I don't want to be part of your play!"
Jing Yuan was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't quite understand what this meant, he keenly sensed something from the situation at the moment and smiled dumbly: "You are still a child."
"Yan Qing" poked his head out from the beam and said, "I'm a grown-up kid now!"
"Okay, okay." Jing Yuan comforted him as usual, "Yanqing is already a big boy. ”
The seemingly perfunctory words were mixed with genuine emotion and relief.
I suddenly realized the meaning of Jingyuan’s previous words.
Cha Hao Yue Yuan is the name of Cha Su, which is changed from Hua Hao Yue Yuan, and the meaning is very obvious: happy reunion.
So, what did Jingyuan think when he noticed my resistance? I stared at the tea cake with some guilt. I should have eaten it directly if I had known this earlier. I wouldn't spit it out like soda bean juice...
After Jingyuan finished communicating with "Yanqing", he looked at me and followed my gaze to the tea cake. He said nothing, but turned silently and walked out the door.
"Jingyuan." I immediately called out to stop him, but suddenly got stuck.
I should say something, but I don't know what else to say...
Jing Yuan stopped as he was told, without looking back. After a few seconds of silence, he consoled her with a slight smile, "I understand, don't worry."
After saying this, he did not stay any longer and walked away alone.
"Yan Qing" quietly came down, and whispered like a devil, "Don't be so silent, chase him and hug him! Then tell him loudly that I love you!"
"If only it were such a simple thing." I wanted to raise my hand and rub Yanqing's head to relieve the pressure, but when I thought about the tea cake I had just taken, I finally let go with regret.
Unexpectedly, "Yan Qing" rushed over and shouted: "I love you the most!"
...Straight balls and the like are really too against the rules!
I took a step back in disgust, "Forget it then."
"Yan Qing" immediately revealed a hurt expression and held out Er Kang's hand: "Why? Am I not your favorite person?"
"I've never been in love, so I don't regret it." I coldly slapped Yanqing's hand away, "And you clearly said that to everyone!"
"Hey." "Yan Qing" returned to normal in a second and said deliberately: "It's okay, it's okay. Even if you don't like me, I still love you the most."
He blinked, his manner full of a question: What, are you feeling guilty?
...I can't feel it at all! I retorted silently, but my thoughts suddenly sank and turned: It has been such a long time, and that voice has not appeared again. Is it really my problem?
"Yanqing, what have you dreamed about since you came to Luofu? "I clenched my sleeves and continued, "For example...Yanqing. ”
I emphasized the last two words, and after understanding, "Yanqing" immediately looked over at me worriedly, "What did you dream about?"
"So, you met the pharmacist?" Blade looked me up and down as if he was looking at some exotic animal.
"It was a phantom." I corrected him, "and strictly speaking, it was He who saw me."
"For us, being involved with the Star God is not a good thing." Dan Heng analyzed calmly, "Do you feel something is wrong?"
Apart from the voice in my head, I didn't feel anything was wrong.
But the sound appeared so briefly that I wasn't sure if it was just an imagination created by my brain trying to comfort myself after I had talked nonsense.
"...No." I shook my head and responded, "It's the same as usual. I don't feel anything special physically."
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