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Did you call me by the wrong name?
Si Jin was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly.
This is the first time I've seen a little prince who can act even better than him; I was completely fooled.
Her beautiful peach blossom eyes curved into a smile as she pulled Ji Linyuan's collar, her slender fingers gently caressing his collar. She then spoke, offering a completely insincere apology.
"Oh, I misjudged. So tell me, how should we punish him, A-Yuan?"
He usually calls Ji Linyuan "Little Yuan".
At this moment, however, he deliberately called out the wrong name, which made the crying puppy's eyes show a bit of anger.
The anger flickered, but soon it all transformed into grievance: "You... I'll give you one more chance. If you say the wrong thing, I'll... I'll..."
Ji Linyuan thought to himself for a while, and finally came up with what he thought was a severe punishment: "I'll take the porridge away and won't let you drink it!"
Sure enough, this punishment was much more serious.
Si Jin apologized again: "Alright, Xiao Yuan, don't be angry. It's not a rainy day, why did you still run out?"
“I’ve always been here.” Ji Linyuan lowered his eyes and said, “I am the main personality. I can come out whenever I want. But when I was a child, those few days in the ghost city were really… a little… unsatisfactory. So, I subconsciously wanted to escape reality.”
"Even so, on rainy days that are similar to the weather in the ghost town, I can't control my emotions and can only wake up alone to face this strange world with thunder and lightning."
"I came here today because I had someone I wanted to see, someone I wanted to see you wearing the ring..." The more Ji Linyuan spoke, the lower his head became, and the softer his voice grew.
His speech was even, but his breathing gradually quickened.
He seems to be trapped in some terrible dream and is showing signs of a mental breakdown.
After noticing the wedding ring on Si Jin's hand, she snapped out of her daze and, as if grasping at a lifeline, took Si Jin's hand.
"Brother...brother..."
"Yes, I'm here." Si Jin squeezed his hand tightly in return.
At the same time, he reached out and gently patted his shoulder, using this simple contact to channel soothing divine power into his body.
Just as he was trying to uncover the nightmare in his heart, he noticed that his subordinate had stopped trembling and his voice gradually became steady: "Jinjin."
To prevent him from having another mental breakdown, Si Jin stopped channeling divine power and carefully observed the person in front of her: "You are... Ji Lin?"
"Um."
Seeing the other party nod, Si Jin finally understood the reason why Ji Linyuan split into three personalities.
He must have experienced some kind of torment in the ghost town when he was a child that he never wants to think about again. Ji Lin is a comforting personality that he developed when he was helpless, which is why he is gentle, refined and poised.
Ji Yuan is an aggressive personality that arises when he is afraid, which is why he is paranoid, yandere, dark, and crazy.
While Si Jin was pondering, Ji Lin had already picked up the porridge on the table, scooped up a spoonful, blew away the heat, and brought it to his lips.
“They really don’t know how to take care of people. Here, let me feed you.”
Upon hearing this, Si Jin's thoughts were completely interrupted.
And then, without even realizing it, I thought of yesterday.
Ji Lin poured red wine between the shoulder blades of his back and asked gently, "Can you drink it? Shall I feed you?"
I still feel a little nostalgic...
Sure enough, the man's usual appearance is different from that time!
Si Jin drank the porridge, savored it for a moment, and casually said, "It's alright, but it's not as sweet as yesterday's wine."
Ji Lin paused for a moment.
Then I heard him say, "It's not as sweet as the one from the Lin family."
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