"Also, I am a 'socializer' in this group, or you could call me a 'diplomat'. Others sometimes call me a 'mediator'."
“The first two are self-defined. But Ye Buqi believes that I also bear the responsibility of a ‘mediator’—heaven knows I just find them too noisy—referring to Crazy, Wei'an, and Tutu, they are really too energetic.”
"I am actually the most dispensable person among us. I am very easygoing and usually just quietly do my own thing."
I only appear when Chang Le is being overly demanding of his etiquette or when there are difficult aristocratic banquets. My duties are limited to this.
The doctor quickly jotted down a few words:
"Socialite", "Buddhist-like"...
"Excuse me, Miss, how do you determine whether you need to 'go out'? Is it through Ye Buqi's management arrangements?"
The young lady looked at him strangely: "Why did you draw that conclusion?"
The doctor said, "Ye Buqi said that she is the absolute manager, and she needs to manage things normally and arrange for you to step in when necessary."
The young lady laughed upon hearing this, and slowly shook her head:
“I admit she is a manager, but I’d rather not say ‘absolutely.’ Half of us do follow her orders, but not all of us.”
"If she could manage everyone, she would have 'protected' Chang Le long ago and prevented any of you from seeing her."
"I usually step in at Chang Le's request, which may have been unconscious of her."
When Chang Le is focused on something, such as dancing or painting, and her mind is tense to a certain extent, she will enter a 'dormant' state. At this time, I will appear and take over her practice until she exceeds the target requirements.
The young lady's red lips curved into a perfect arc: "I am the perfect heiress of the Hua family."
The doctor continued, "Please describe how you came to be."
The young lady thought for a moment, then changed her posture, leaning back and supporting her head with her arm. After getting used to the position, she spoke: "Actually, the definition of this in reality is a bit vague."
I officially appeared when Chang Le was almost 13 years old, more than half a year after she was adopted by the Hua family for the second time. I first made my formal appearance while she was diligently practicing her painting skills for an exhibition.
"For the next three years or so, I was frequently seen, until... after Fu Guang died, I hardly went out anymore."
The young lady shrugged playfully: "It's just being banished to the cold palace, sigh."
“Although that was her first time going out, I had actually felt a kind of calling since the first time she entered the Hua family when she was 6 years old and made a fool of herself at her first banquet. It’s just that I didn’t ‘go out’.”
"So, I myself can't be sure when I appeared."
The doctor asked another question: "Regarding the above, you mentioned 'not all'. Could you give a specific example? For instance, in what situations did she lose her authority? If it's inconvenient to answer, you can refuse."
The young lady thought for a moment and said, "This won't affect me much, but knowing more about you should be beneficial to Chang Le's treatment. It won't hurt to tell you a few things I already know."
"For example, when Chang Le was in a state of extreme mental breakdown, when painful memories resurfaced, a madman would often appear to take over the pain."
In this situation, Ye Buqi could at most coax Chang Le back into control; she couldn't control Chang Le when she had a seizure.
"For example, to be more specific, the time when Lele decided to commit suicide."
The doctor's gaze shifted slightly, and he sat up straighter, listening intently.
“We disagree on Lele’s decision. I abstained from voting, Wei’an and Fengzi were very supportive, but Ye Buqi disagreed.”
"But it's no use. The madwoman is a pitiful little girl who only goes out of control when she's mad; Wei'an is different, he's a complete psychopath!"
“When Lele is in a stable mood, she’s fine. But Wei’an just acts out and does things that are dangerous, like sharpening knives and dissecting things. Once Lele has murderous intent, especially the kind of thought that involves slaughter, Wei’an is a ticking time bomb.”
"Wei An was born for killing and revenge. His greatest wish is to turn Lele into a madman who only knows how to kill, and merge with him. Or they can not merge, but die together and be destroyed together."
"So, Wei An either persuades Lele to kill someone or to commit suicide. When Lele's thoughts overlap with his, Ye Buqi can't suppress them at all; instead, he is suppressed instead."
"So, Lele was wearing Wei'an's clothes when she stood on the rooftop that day."
"On the way to the abandoned building, Wei An regained control of his body, changed into his favorite clothes, and after arriving on the rooftop and confirming that Le Le would not change her mind, Wei An called Le Le out and said that he wanted to witness their joint destruction."
The young lady covered her mouth and yawned: "I think I've said enough, Doctor, is that enough?"
The doctor raised his hand: "Wait a moment. Is there anyone else who would like to talk, or just wants to say something to me?"
The young lady was silent for a moment, then said, "Mobilizing them is beyond my duties. I can only pass on your message to Ye Buqi and let her make the final decision."
The doctor smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait here."
The young lady left.
The doctor reviewed the previous record, noting that several words were underlined:
"No aggressive tendencies."
The doctor put the records away.
After a long wait, the door was knocked on again, the knocking slow and soft.
"Please come in."
The door opened, and a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old walked in, with light brown, slightly wavy hair, amber eyes, and a handsome, youthful appearance.
He used to have a sunny and handsome demeanor, but now his face looked haggard, and his expression showed that he was somewhat absent-minded.
He walked in, said "Hello, doctor," sat down on the sofa, rested his elbows on his knees, and lowered his head.
The doctor kindly offered him a cup of hot milk. He looked up, said "thank you," but didn't take it.
The doctor chuckled and said, "I prepared this especially for you. I heard Chang Le really likes it."
The boy paused for a moment, looked up at the milk, then picked it up and took a sip.
The steam warmed his well-behaved features, but this quietness didn't suit his sunny disposition.
The doctor has the same problem:
Please introduce yourself first.
The boy slowly spoke:
"My name is TuTu, and my code name is '422'."
"I am a system, and I have two anthropomorphic forms: an 8-year-old child form and a 19-year-old adult form."
"I am a 'gatekeeper' in the group,"
Also a unique 'dream maker' belonging to Chang Le,
You can also call me 'Fairy Tale'.
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