Qiao Song didn't know when he had a second personality.
At first, there was only intermittent amnesia.
Some of the things others say he has done, he has no image of.
For this reason, he specially begged his parents to buy a monitor.
After waking up from another memory fragment, he hurriedly went to see where the pinhole camera was, and found that it was still there, so he turned on his phone to check.
In the video, he sat up from the table, facing the camera, showing a meaningful smile.
It wasn't him, but it was him.
After a long period of time, he started a dialogue and running-in with the second personality.
He's very different from 'him', 'he' can share his memories, he can't have 'him'.
Qiao Song checked a lot of books, but he never went to see a doctor.
They are dual personalities that can coexist, and Qiao Song does not want to eliminate 'him', after all, he is also himself.
'He' has what he wants, they are one.
Then it became like this, Qiao Song wore flat glasses, this was their agreement, and it became natural later on.
He is the main personality, usually he appears the most and has priority over the body, unless he is willing, otherwise 'he' won't get the body for too long.
Qiao Song knew that 'he' had thoughts about Bai Xiyue, but he didn't expect 'he' to...
Bai Xiyue thought it was medicine, but he knew 'his' dirty thoughts!
Ah ah ah ah ah!
Now their memories feel like they have been shared, and the silky feeling seems to still remain in the palm of their hands.
No... can't think anymore!
"Qiao Song? Qiao Song? Are you unwell?"
The teacher was lecturing on the podium, and suddenly saw the study committee member sitting below lowered his head, as if he was very uncomfortable.
Qiao Song raised his head suddenly when his name was called, feeling his gaffe in class, he shook his head.
The other students were looking at him, making him even more embarrassed.
He tried to focus on his studies to drive away the guilt and shame in his heart.
During the break, he was like a rabbit in a hurry, leaving the window in a hurry, not daring to look more.
When Wei Changxi came in the afternoon, he was almost furious when he saw the wound on Bai Xiyue's face.
"how did you make it?"
Wei Changxi's face was gloomy, he pulled a chair and sat beside Bai Xiyue, very angry.
He was already in a bad mood today, but when he came to school, he saw Bai Xiyue being bullied again.
When he, Wei Changxi, was nothing to eat, he bullied him last time, and this time he bullied him even harder.
"A few people are just looking for trouble."
Bai Xiyue frowned. She originally planned to use Qiao Song to solve this matter, but she didn't expect that Qiao Song would wear glasses when he came to school and let the first personality come out. This is not easy to do.
"Report your name, and I'll help you with the rest."
Wei Changxi saw the bruises on Bai Xiyue's face, so he touched them carefully with his fingers.
Anyone who bumped into him at school had to weigh up whether he was good enough or not.
Bai Xiyue said her name and supported her face with her arms.
"I owe you a favor."
Bai Xiyue felt that even if she didn't tell her, Wei Changxi might still investigate, and if she found out, she would definitely be taught a lesson. At that time, she would still owe Wei Changxi favors, but there was a difference between active and passive.
"It's a trivial matter." Wei Changxi waved his hand indifferently, "Next time you encounter such a thing, remember to call me."
What's the matter, let his people be bullied by others in the school, and he has been in vain for the past few years.
After class, Wei Changxi pulled the chair and sat back in his seat. Instead of looking at Bai Xiyue from time to time, he looked at the textbook impatiently.
Bai Xiyue knew why.
When I was at Qiao Song's home at noon, the system had already integrated Wei Changxi's information.
Wei Changxi is actually an illegitimate child, and his father is unknown in the household registration book.
Wei Changxi only found out about this when he was in junior high school.
He was very unbelievable and hated this so-called identity.
He wanted his mother to break off the relationship quickly and stop destroying the family, but his mother said that his father had divorced a long time ago.
It was only later that Wei Changxi found out that his father had been divorced for many years, but his father had many lovers. His mother knew this, but she was still waiting for the day when she was officially married by Ming Media.
Wei Changxi knew that this happened all the time, it was during the rebellious period of the second year of middle school, and he couldn't stand the impact of this kind of three views, so he started messing around and gave up on himself.
His mother doesn't care about him, she only hangs her heart on her man and lets him fall.
So at noon today, Wei Changxi received a call from his mother saying that his father was back, and he had to go back to eat, so his face would be so ugly.
Family, Bai Xiyue made a note of this point and thought it could be used.
Wei Changxi was in a bad mood today, so when he was exercising at night, he also felt a little vented.
Bai Xiyue felt that she was going too far, and she put her foot on Wei Changxi's chest.
"If you just want to drive pilings, go buy an inflatable one, love to do it, don't do it."
Bai Xiyue was very upset. If this kind of thing is not in the mood, then it would be boring. It would be like a mechanical movement, it would be unpleasant.
Wei Changxi scratched his hair, looking a little irritable.
He didn't pull away either, but stayed connected, leaning against Bai Xiyue in a somewhat dejected manner.
His body was a little wet and sticky, it was just sweat, and his body temperature was scorching hot.
Bai Xiyue's other foot slipped off his shoulder, allowing him to lean on it.
"You were in a bad mood at noon, did you have something on your mind?"
"Um."
Wei Changxi responded sullenly, and hugged Bai Xiyue tightly.
With nothing to vent and nothing to tell about the depression and loneliness, Wei Changxi almost died of pain.
No one around him knows what his family is like, even the best buddies don't know what his family is like.
Wei Changxi never told anyone, nor did he want to.
This is really disgraceful and embarrassing.
My mother used to be a mistress, and I was an illegitimate child before, so I'm so fucking shameless.
Wei Changxi did blame his mother, but his mother was the one who gave birth to him after all. Wei Changxi blamed her not because of her own status, but because of her mother's obsession.
Obviously that so-called father has many lovers, but my mother insists on hanging on that crooked neck tree, thinking about it makes me angry.
Wei Changxi unconsciously touched Bai Xiyue's back to relieve his anxiety.
"About what?"
"My house."
"Forget it, then I won't ask."
Bai Xiyue followed this posture and leaned on Wei Changxi's shoulder.
She answered too quickly, which made people feel a little strange.
Wei Changxi only thought that she was very caring, and his mood improved a lot like a cloud.
His kisses fell on Bai Xiyue's scars, soft and numb.
The wall lamp on the wall was on, illuminating those bruises and red marks clearly.
Bai Xiyue was already fair, so some bruises looked shocking.
Those traces that looked bruised and purple looked inexplicably indescribable from another angle.
After being told by Bai Xiyue, Wei Changxi corrected his attitude. He didn't open and close like before, without any rules. Instead, he used some honed skills to strike with precision.
The moon is half-bent outside the window, and the moonlight mixed with the night slanting in, adding a bit of ambiguous color.
Wei Changxi looked at the person below her, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of wanton laziness, as if the sweet fruit had matured to the extreme, and with a light sip, her mouth was full of sweetness and juice.
But on weekdays, if she doesn't show it, she won't be able to find out.
Only he can see it.
Wei Changxi's work was very fast, Bai Xiyue had only reported his name the day before, and the person had already been packed the next day.
The girl timidly apologized, her appearance was completely different from Bai Xiyue's yesterday when she fiercely tore her clothes and wanted to take pictures with her mobile phone.
After solving this trouble, the third exam of this semester came as scheduled.
The school divides the examination rooms according to the test scores. As far as the original owner's results were concerned, Bai Xiyue naturally went to the worst one. Coincidentally, Wei Changxi was in the same examination room as her.
When Bai Xiyue arrived, the examination room was a bit messy.
The human voice is very noisy, and it is almost impossible to hear who is talking inside.
Some people have established a relationship with Zhou Si, and they have already discussed who will copy who will see the answer.
Bai Xiyue actually didn't know what the point of doing this was. Everyone was in the same examination room, which meant that their levels were similar.
Looking at what others say, maybe you are even more right.
The first test was Chinese. Bai Xiyue didn't plan to fly into the sky and went straight to Zhiyuan class. Wei Changxi hadn't finished here yet.
Besides, if she flew, they would probably think she was cheating, although she could clarify.
Besides, according to the current situation, even if her grades are enough to go to Zhiyuan's class, the power to select students is still in the hands of the teacher. If the teacher doesn't want her to be easy to 'make trouble', then she still can't go.
But take your time, there is still time.
The test paper was laid out neatly. After Bai Xiyue filled in her name and student number, she began to work on the questions.
Choose to make two mistakes on purpose, and then just write a little bit of classical Chinese translation and narrative, and the composition is blank. After writing, Bai Xiyue reckoned that it would be about 60%.
It was simply the worst Chinese exam in Bai Xiyue's career as a top student, and there were math, English, and comprehensive essays to follow.
Bai Xiyue put the paper aside, took out her own draft paper, and started to draw the outline.
In fact, she hadn't really learned how to draw, but a certain ex-boyfriend was a well-known painter. She was a fast learner, and she had mastered some skills under her influence, and often practiced drawing for fun.
In the examination room, Wei Changxi wrote the whole paper blindly, and he didn't even read the note when someone handed him a note. Really, although the brother was kind, he really didn't dare to copy it, he was afraid that the correct rate would impress others.
His position was exactly opposite to Bai Xiyue's. After finishing writing, he propped his head up and looked at Bai Xiyue.
His actions were blatant, and he didn't hide it under the teacher's nose.
The teacher walked by his side, knocked on his desk, and signaled him to restrain himself.
Bai Xiyue turned her head when she heard the voice, and met Shangwei Changxi's gaze.
The corners of the young man's lips were hooked, and his face that had not yet fully grown had a contradictory temperament between youthful and mature.
His eyes were presumptuous and direct, looking across the crowd, half of his profile was illuminated by the warm winter sun, suddenly, it gave people the illusion of a heartbeat.
It's just an illusion.
Bai Xiyue, Jian Mei, and Dr. Shang resisted, there was nothing she could not resist.
The author has something to say: I wrote until 3:30 in the morning yesterday, but... I fell asleep!
Woohoo, this chapter is yesterday's update!