The Man Who Was Buried Alive by Me

Chapter 47

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Said: "Cooking, I have learned several dishes, and I will cook them for you in the evening."

Ling Chennan sat up, smiled and said, "Okay."

Seeing Bai Sheng busy in the kitchen is something new.

Although the movements are still a bit clumsy, it can be seen that he has practiced during his absence, and some of the procedures are considered proficient. He first blanched the chicken wings and left them aside, then heated up the oil and fried the sugar and almost burned them. When the pan was fried, the water splashed into the oil pan and exploded, which scared him so much that Ling Chennan hurriedly reached out to turn down the heat. After a messy meal, Bai Sheng finally added cola, water and spices, and hurriedly ran to cut other side dishes——Ling Chennan quietly helped him cover the pot behind and turn down the heat.

He worked back and forth for a long time, and Ling Chennan watched the whole process, occasionally helping him quietly, turning the pot, and hiding behind him and kissing him when he was not prepared, adding to the chaos of the cooking process.

Finally, the meal was ready, Ling Chennan sat at the table and waited for the dishes - Coca-Cola Chicken Wings, Garlic Broccoli, Tomato Scrambled Eggs, and Tremella Soup.

He hooked the corner of his mouth, picked up a piece of broccoli and ate it, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Bai Sheng staring at him intently.

Ling Chennan: "Delicious!"

Bai Sheng leaned forward: "Really?"

Ling Chennan said: "Why lie to you, try it yourself." Then he picked up another piece of chicken wing. The chicken wings are the first to go out of the pot. The stewing time is very long, and the soup is collected just right. The soy sauce and sugar color hang on the chicken and it looks very appetizing. When you poke the meat with chopsticks, it is pulled back from the bone. , Ling Chennan took two mouthfuls of rice and said, "This is super delicious."

After being praised, Bai Sheng felt happy and a little bit embarrassed, and moved around in his chair.

Ling Chennan cleaned up all the dishes in a face-saving manner, and ate two bowls of rice. He was so dizzy, Bai Sheng filled him with more than half a bowl of soup, and said, "This is not hot anymore. Tremella and pears are good for the throat. I cooked it for you."

Ling Chen looked no different, took it and drank it down one gulp at a time.

After eating, Ling Chennan stood up and walked around twice—it was really exhausting, but Bai Sheng was in high spirits and insisted on clearing the table. Ling Chennan followed him to the kitchen for a while, and then went to the living room for a walk in a small area.

After walking around for two laps, he suddenly thought of something and walked back to the kitchen.

Bai Sheng happened to put all the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and was carrying the frying pan to the sink.

Something is wrong.

He stood behind Bai Sheng and looked left and right for a long time - he wasn't sure what he was looking for, but he felt that he missed something important.

Finally, he set his eyes on the soup pot on the stove.

why am i watching this he thinks.

Then he understood - white fungus and pears are good for the throat, and they are specially cooked for you.

"How do you know that I have a bad voice?" Ling Chennan asked.

Bai Sheng turned around: "Huh?"

"Tremella soup," Ling Chennan said, "You said it was specially cooked for me, it's good for my throat."

"That's right..." Bai Sheng said, "What you said just now, that prisoner attacked you..."

Ling Chennan interrupted him: "But I didn't tell you that he strangled my neck, I just said that he hit me, so my face was injured. Besides, you said that the white fungus soup was cooked yesterday."

Bai Sheng put down the things in his hands, opened his eyes, and looked at him blankly and silently.

[Thirty-second week Friday night]

Bai Cheng put down the things in his hand and looked at him for a while, then suddenly, he smiled, but that wasn't Bai Sheng's smile.

Most of Bai Sheng's smiles are shy, timid, and sometimes naive and sly, but this smile does not belong to Bai Sheng. He raised one corner of his mouth and raised his chin slightly, as if he saw something called him Satisfied things exude a slightly evil arrogance.

Then, he raised his hand and clapped his palms slowly, the sound of clapping palms echoed abruptly in the room.

"It's really you, doctor, and I was wondering when you would find out," Bai Sheng said, "I didn't intend to tell you so early, but I'm so happy today, I've let my guard down a bit."

Ling Chennan wasn't sure what he meant, but he felt uneasy instinctively. He found his hand was shaking, so he quietly hung it by his side to hold it, and then relaxed, but he still couldn't control the slight trembling of his body.

"Don't put on such a scary expression, haven't we been cooperating very well?" Bai Sheng smiled slightly: "To be honest, I always thought that doctors were easy to understand, but today I realized that you were lying. Your skills are quite good, if you don't know the truth, maybe even I will be deceived by you."

"Get Shen Yinchuan out of the game completely."

It's a hummingbird! Ling Chennan was extremely surprised. The one in front of him was always a hummingbird

It didn't matter when they first met, but now he is quite familiar with the two of them, there is no reason why he would not notice it for several hours!

Ling Chennan's voice was serious: "How long have you been around? It was you when I called last week, so it must have been you from then until now."

The other party rolled his eyes and pursed his lips—this is Bai Sheng's habitual little movement when organizing speech. He tilted his head and said, "It's sort of."

"Have you been able to appear continuously for so long?" Ling Chennan felt horrified - since what the person in front of him said was a hummingbird, why did he act like Bai Sheng

"What did you do to Bai Sheng!" He raised his voice and asked.

"What are you talking about?" the other party said with a half-smile, "I can appear as long as I want."

Then he slowly put away his smile again, looked at Ling Chennan, showing a nostalgic trance, and said softly: "Every time I know I will be in danger, I will show this worried expression. I was at Lu Baizhou's house before. It was like this when we were having dinner together earlier. I thought it was the same when Shen Yinchuan called me. It was because I was so sincerely distressed that I couldn't help falling in love with you. Doctor, you are too cunning to treat me so tenderly Already."

Ling Chennan's heart was shocked—the one who ran away in Lu Baizhou's studio was Hummingbird, but the one who went out to eat with him at that time and was scared by the phone was clearly Bai Sheng!

An absurd hypothesis arose in his mind: Could it be that he could see Bai Sheng's every move? !

Ling Chennan grabbed a thread, frowned and asked: "You said I 'thought' Shen Yinchuan called you... So who was the phone that hung up after you picked it up?"

"Who knew?" The other party said nonchalantly, "Harassing calls. I would receive them occasionally during that time. I didn't expect that they would help me a lot. Who told you to look like you were going to say goodbye to me at that time? I thought I had to make a long-term plan, but suddenly there was such a phone call, so I followed the trend."

Ling Chennan couldn't believe what he heard at all. He felt that his brain was starved of oxygen and was on the verge of collapse. He leaned on the table and took two deep breaths before asking: "So...so how many times, how many times have you been with me... How much time was it you , not Bai Sheng..."

A familiar smile appeared on the face of his handsome and lovely lover not long ago, and he said patiently and gently: "Do you still understand, doctor, from the beginning to the end, we are one person."

"Or, do you prefer to listen to me?" He suddenly lowered his head, bit his lips, and his voice trembled as if he was about to cry out of embarrassment: "Doctor, I... I like you... I'm sorry for keeping it secret, I'm sorry..."

Then, he raised his eyes again—there was no trace of moisture in them: "So, do you understand?"

Ling Chennan's ears sounded like thunder, his brain was roaring, and he took half a step back uncontrollably, almost unable to stand still.

"So... who the hell are you?" He felt as if he was climbing on the edge of a cliff, looking up at the person who could decide his life and death in a single thought, asking his final question.

"Who is it?" The other party laughed loudly when he heard the words, as if he was really amused by this question, his shoulders trembled, and he propped up his waist with one hand, laughing uncontrollably: "You still ask such things!"

He wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and said with a smile: "So you can understand, split personality or something, it doesn't exist from the beginning to the end."

Ling Chennan felt that he was paralyzed from the elbow down, he finally couldn't exert his strength, let go of his hand, and his body and heart fell into the abyss together.

"So... from beginning to end, hummingbirds never existed at all." He muttered to himself.

"Doctor, I'm so disappointed if you think so," the other party said, "The one who never existed from the beginning to the end is Bai Sheng."

He looked away and raised his eyebrows indifferently: "Or... I am the real Bai Sheng. The name is just a code name."

The air was eerily quiet.

"Impossible." Ling Chennan categorically denied: "How is it possible! No one, no one's acting skills can be so good, even if you can learn to be like him for a while, but we have lived together for three months, and we are responsible for treating you Didn't Dr. Lu see it? It's impossible!"

The other party smiled coldly, and said: "Theoretically, it is impossible. The closer you get to a person, the easier it is to be exposed, not to mention that the other party is a psychiatrist with high professional sensitivity. However, if you were a child Always play another person from the beginning, let this mask grow with you, and it will be like this for decades, and you will become able to fool your teachers, friends, family, colleagues, and even An expert psychiatrist."

It seems that he can finally vomit without any concealment, he can be described as