That day in the hospital, the nurse informed Uncle Zhang that Mu Dai woke up. He was surprised and happy and stumbled inside.

He saw Muyo sit up, lifting the quilt aside, lowering his head, and pulling off the infusion needle on the back of his hand.

Sometimes people do have a sixth sense. Uncle Zhang feels something is wrong only by physical movements, and before he even sees the expression on her face.

Temptingly called her: "Little boss lady?"

She raised her head, her eyes were bright, but her eyes quickly retracted inch by inch, her face was dull, and she said with fatigue: "Uncle Zhang."

There was even a hint of impatientness in his tone.

Uncle Zhang has only seen this face, such an expression, and such a tone, once, but it is from the recorded video, but it will never be forgotten for life.

***

Luo Ren asked: "What opportunity?"

What opportunity led to the return of the owner's personality, or to re-operate?

He Ruihua stumbled for a moment and said, "It's probably a kind of balance that has been broken."

Because of Luo Ren's anger just now, he was speechless and unconsciously short of breath.

He calmed down and it was impossible to change his course temporarily. He still had the pride and persistence of his own experts, so he continued to talk.

"We imagine that if the life we ​​face is the life of ordinary people, then this Muye will be enough to deal with it."

"She is beautiful, gentle, and will like her family. She will also like her boyfriend in the future. She will have a good marriage and live a normal and satisfying life."

He lit the circle with "Mu Day" written on the whiteboard: "This personality is enough to deal with it, more than enough."

Luo Ren nodded.

He has a good habit. No matter how disgusting and annoying the person in front of him, if it makes sense, he can still listen calmly.

He Ruihua said in a daze: "You can imagine that if life has been like this, maybe in this life, No. 2 and the master's personality will never appear again."

When you suck these words, there was a deep sense of lingering. Luo Ren had a strange idea: Maybe the world itself is a major hospital, and people can also be divided into two types, those who are sick in this life, and those who have not.

What is normal? Who dares to say that he is normal? There was no such word when he created the world. It was just created by the person who created the words. The person who spelled the words, gave the definition and usage, and used them all the way.

He Ruihua pointed at Huo Zihong and Uncle Zhang: "According to them, I have never seen No. 2 appear."

This is also reasonable. The life around Huo Zihong and Uncle Zhang is ordinary and peaceful, and there is really no need to appear on the 2nd.

He Ruihua then changed the subject: "But Mr. Zhang mentioned that Mu Dai has been out frequently recently and seems to have experienced some things - and it is said that when things happen, you are always by your side. Mr. Luo, please tell the truth, have you ever seen No. 2 or similar No. 2 appear?"

Luo Ren sighed softly in his heart.

"have."

“Once or multiple times?”

"Think of it many times."

He Ruihua let out a sigh of relief, and a smug look on his face, "I knew it was like this."

"Look," he said, "the balance of the single-person personality dominance for nearly eight years has been broken. Sometimes we say that split personality does not know each other's existence, which is not accurate, because people are not isolated, they are social, and they will reason, analyze, doubt, and then there will be a fight for the right to survive."

"It's like..." He pondered for a moment, "One morning, you woke up and found that you were exactly the same lying beside your pillow, possessing your family, lover, social relationship, name, wealth. What would you choose? Do you live in peace with him? No, we have done questionnaires, and 90% of people will choose to use any means to eliminate dissidents and return life to the past."

There is a desire for possessiveness in human nature, which is like this to your lover and even more so to yourself. However, most of the time, there will be no one who competes for favor with you.

Luo Ren asked: "What's the matter?"

"The situation continues to deteriorate, which may cause chaos and collapse, either crazy or...self-rescue is activated again, and the personality who truly controls comes out to the abbot's overall situation."

He Ruihua thought about it carefully again: "But this deterioration requires a process, so I think that the rapid return of her master's personality may be related to her car accident."

Although some people believe that * is * and consciousness is consciousness, and they tend to treat the two separately, various signs show that there is still a mysterious connection between the two, just like a stronger * sometimes gives birth to a stronger soul, and sometimes the pain of * will instantly wipe out the will.

Luo Ren felt a little troubled when he received too much information.

He asked, "When will I meet Kiyo?"

He Ruihua didn't say anything. He was not easy to make decisions about this matter, and it should be based on the opinions of his family.

Huo Zihong spoke at the right time.

"Luo Ren, if we don't know, you will take Mu Dai away. On the one hand, Uncle Zhang told me that you have been together for a short time. In my heart, you are not considered your own person."

Luo Ren smiled: "It's understandable."

"On the other hand..." Huo Zihong smiled bitterly, "We are also learning how to get along with this Mu Daya..."

Luo Ren shivered unconsciously.

"Is she different?"

Huo Zihong didn't know how to answer: "It's very... different."

At least, she had never been in contact with such a Muyo. Like Uncle Zhang, the only time she had seen it was on a recorded video.

Luo Ren asked a question.

"Have she mentioned me these days?"

Huo Zihong looked at Luo Ren, she was a little hesitant, and her eyes looked at Luo Ren almost apologized.

Luo Ren said: "I understand."

***

Before letting Luo Ren meet Mu Daye, He Ruihua gave him a vaccination.

There are only two words to talk about: complicated.

On the surface, the case of Muyo is the simplest, with only that video and some fragmented past information, but the things in the world are so weird, sometimes the simplest, but the most complicated.

How should I say it? He Ruihua believes that for the current Muyo, the incident that happened eight years ago seemed to have happened yesterday, but unlike before, she faced it again at the age of 23 and experience.

Luo Ren said: "Then I hope she can be stronger."

He said so, but he was still a little worried: "In the room, there were no dangerous items left for her, like a knife or something?"

The picture of the knife pointing at the heart and mouth is lingering.

He Ruihua said: "You will know when you see it."

***

The room is specially decorated. There are two one-way mirrors in the four walls that are convenient for observation. Standing outside, the scene inside is fully visible.

You will know when you see it.

Luo Ren had imagined the various situations when she saw Kiyo again, and she was sad, sad, helpless, confused, and even crazy.

But reality happens to be the one that slaps the most in the face.

Kiyo is playing games.

In the room, there are gun games that are equipped with large game cities, equipment simulation and coin use. People stand several meters away from the game screen, and there are long and short guns on the gun platform next to them.

Muyo was wearing headphones, concentrating on his mind, standing straight, his steps were slightly staggered, holding a gun, his expression was cold, and his heart was unduly used. His eyes changed with the screen, and the muzzle rose or fell, and he kept pulling the trigger continuously.

On the platform next to it, there are baskets of game coins.

Luo Ren turned to the other side and saw what game she was playing.

Similar to zombies siege, various zombies gradually upgraded, and began to move slowly and shaking. She pursed her lips and aimed at the head one by one. Later, there were more monsters, including tentacles, huge, and squirting venom. She almost didn't loosen her trigger and kept firing.

But no matter how you upgrade this kind of game, you will die - you will lose to the ultimate ambition of making money by losing to the merchants.

When she was over, she grabbed a handful of coins, stuffed them into the coin holes one by one, and when she inserted her hand into the pile of game coins, the silver luster flipped between her fingers.

Huo Zihong said softly: "She said she felt annoyed and didn't want to talk to us. She wanted to find something to divert her attention."

"Does she remember me?"

Huo Zihong was surprised why Luo Ren asked this question: "Remember, remember you, 13,000, and the new Hongsha she met, she was not amnesia."

He Ruihua next to him added: "But the relationship may be different."

He said again: "Are you going in to see her? The door is not locked and it is opened as soon as it is twisted."

Luo Ren's eyes fell on the door handle, bronze, twisted many times, rubbing brightly.

He hesitated for a moment, and did not pass, paused, and sat down on a row of chairs behind him.

Through the unidirectional mirror, he never left Kiyo's face.

Every time she closed her eyes, raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips, and was angry.

The lover's vision is the most meticulous and vicious. There is no trace of the small pocket on the body of Kiyo in front of him.

The little pocket that likes to hug him, kiss him gently, call him a name with anger, occasionally blushing but will firmly say "I like you".

The soft and cute ones he likes are like suddenly being swept away by the strong wind, leaving only the stiff skeletons with edges left.

Luo Ren felt like he was caught in a cold bullet. The whole searching process was the most uncomfortable at this moment.

He Ruihua sighed and sat down next to Luo Ren.

He said: "Look, the previous second, you were the one who defended and protected her most intensely, but finally saw that you were the one with the lowest acceptance, just like love, which is intense but fragile."
To be continued...