Xue Xunzhi suddenly interrupted him, his voice as light as a feather, yet carrying an undeniable sense of pressure.
"Okay... call me anytime if you need anything."
Chen Mo scratched his head, feeling that Xue Xunzhi was a bit strange, but considering how weak he was now, he nodded knowingly and left.
The moment the door closed, the gentle mask on Xue Xunzhi's face shattered.
He stared at the needle on the back of his hand and suddenly chuckled softly.
"How could that idiot keep pretending for decades, putting on an act... It must be exhausting."
After Chen Mo left, the smile on Xue Xunzhi's face instantly faded.
He leaned back lazily against the pillows, his fingers tapping lightly on the edge of the bed, his gaze casually sweeping over every corner of the ward until the door was gently pushed open.
The door to the ward was gently pushed open, and Zi Xi's figure stood in the doorway against the light of the corridor.
She held a cup of steaming milk in both hands, and behind the wisps of white steam, her eyes were surprisingly clear.
Xue Xunzhi's fingers suddenly tightened under the blanket.
We've been discovered?
No... he'll keep pretending.
"Xixi? You're here..."
He gave a gentle smile, as was his usual personality, and deliberately softened his voice.
Zi Xi did not speak.
The milk glass landed on the bedside table with a soft thud, sending a shiver down the spine of the guilty alternate personality.
She pulled up a chair and sat down, her skirt brushing against the corner of his blanket, carrying a faint strawberry scent.
Stop pretending.
Her gaze was calm as still water, yet it gave him the illusion that he was being penetrated by X-rays.
"I know it was you. I also know that you were the one at the internet cafe entrance that day, and you were the one in the suit."
A gust of wind suddenly blew in through the window, dispersing the steam from the milk.
Xue Xunzhi looked at her eyes, which became clearer as the fog dissipated, and slowly suppressed the fake smile on his face.
The air froze for a second.
The alternate personality stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled softly.
When he looked up again, his eyes had completely changed, now filled with languor and mockery, with an undisguised aggression.
"How boring, how come we were discovered so quickly?"
"I thought I could play a little longer."
He stared at the ceiling with a sense of despair, though heaven knows he dared not look Zi Xi in the eye, afraid of seeing disgust in her eyes.
Zi Xi took a deep breath and turned his cheek back.
"...Why do this?"
Why torture him like this?
She asked, her voice soft but tinged with barely suppressed anger.
The alternate personality raised an eyebrow, as if it had heard an interesting question.
"Torture him? No, I'm just helping him do what he wouldn't dare to do, stepping in front of you as he runs away."
He suddenly leaned forward, staring intently into her eyes, and gently traced her cheek with his fingertips, speaking in a flat tone.
He likes Xixi very much too, so why doesn't Xixi cherish him?
"You can coexist with him, why do you have to force him to this point? It's harming your bodies."
Zi Xi didn't dodge; she just watched him quietly.
The alternate personality's smile faded. He withdrew his hand, leaned back against the headboard, and his eyes suddenly became dark and unfathomable.
"coexist?"
"Does that cowardly guy, who even hesitates to hold your hand, deserve you?"
“I’m different. I dare to get close to you, and I dare to do things that he wouldn’t dare to even think about.”
"You want to kill me? I'm already being lenient by not trying to find a way to kill him."
He scoffed.
Silence fell over the ward.
"...But I fell in love with him first, not you."
After a long while, Zi Xi finally spoke with a soft laugh.
The alternate personality's pupils suddenly contracted.
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