"What about this?" Yan Yi asked, pointing to the protrusion under him.

Meng Fan's indifferent face: "You can solve it yourself, otherwise what else can you do?" ”

Is it chopped?

Yan's eyes dimmed, and he brought out the classic domineering president's quotations: "Shouldn't whoever lights the fire be responsible for extinguishing it?" ”

Meng Fan calmly: "It's Picasso's ......"

Go and kill him.

The corners of Yan Yi's mouth twitched, and he smiled: "Forget it, I can't appreciate it." ”

"Then why don't you calm down and go back to sleep?" After tossing and turning with Yan Yi all day, Meng Fanxin was very tired and didn't bother to think about the problem, at this moment he just wanted to throw himself on the bed and sleep beautifully.

"Don't you need to help me hypnosis strengthen my personality?" Yan Yi reminded with a smile, "Otherwise, other personalities may get up and go around again in the middle of the night." ”

Meng Fan said calmly: "Yes." ”

Although it has actually been strengthened, this can't be said, and it must be performed again, Meng Fan yawned, lazily accompanied Yan Yi to his bedroom, took out the pocket watch in the pocket of his pajamas, and followed the old routine: "Come, look at this pocket watch." ”

Yan Yi smiled lightly: "Doctor Meng, are you tired like this?" ”

"Tired, and sleepy." Meng Fan was fierce, "So please hurry up and cooperate." ”

“…… Good. Yan Yiyi played with the children with a doting look, "Then let's start." ”

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning.

The rising morning sun casts a bright glow like molten gold through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Fang Qi crept into Yan Zihuan's bedroom and handed him a bag of matcha cake.

"The revolution needs fighters like you." Yan Zihuan reached out to take it with tears in his eyes, almost drooling.

"Hey, hey." Fang Qi smiled simply, took the package off and held it in his hand, "Then I'll go." ”

"See you in the afternoon." Yan Zihuan squeezed his eyes at him wittily, "I want to eat pork jerky." ”

Fang Qi nodded vigorously: "Okay, wrap it up on me!" ”

Live like two underground party joints.

Fang Qi tiptoed out of Yan Zihuan's bedroom, but at the corner of the corridor he took a look at Jiang Fei, who was about to tell Yan Zihuan to get up and go for a morning run.

Jiang Fei was wearing a vest and sports shorts, and his bulging and beautiful muscles were very eye-catching.

Fang Qi was startled, quickly put the hand holding the bag behind his back and stood against the wall, and stammered: "Jiang, Mr. Jiang, morning." ”

"Early." Jiang Fei nodded, looked down at his watch, "Got up so early?" ”

"I haven't ...... yet," Fang Qi made up an excuse, "I'll go to the toilet." ”

"The toilet isn't here." Jiang Fei thought that he was unfamiliar with it when he first came, so he didn't doubt it, and raised his hand and pointed, "Go over there, the innermost one." ”

"Okay, thanks." Fang Qi swallowed nervously, if he turned around and left now, the matcha cake packaging bag in his hand would be discovered, but if he got it to the front, it would obviously be seen, so Fang Qi's brain twitched, he winked at Jiang Fei with big eyes, blushed his face and hands behind his back, and ran away quickly sideways like a little crab against the wall......

He was also wearing cute bear pajamas.

"......" Jiang Fei stood in place messily in the wind, and was completely turned into a mentally handicapped by the sudden cute attack, and he didn't realize that there was anything wrong!

And when Jiang Fei calmed down and walked into Yan Zihuan's bedroom to check, Yan Zihuan had already eaten the cake to the point that there was no residue left, and he was calmly tying his shoelaces.

The first complete victory of the Foodie Alliance has been achieved!

After breakfast, Yan took Meng Fan to the study.

Yan Yi's adoptive father is a book lover, in the villa set aside a large room for book collection, the study is elegantly designed and comfortable, there are desks for reading and writing, there are also couches for resting and recuperating, a small balcony extends to the outdoors, the balcony is placed with rattan chairs and small glass tables, you can sit outside and drink coffee in the wind.

Yan Yi took out a notebook from the bookshelf and handed it to Meng Fan: "All the information about my twenty-four personalities is recorded here, the approximate time when the personality first appeared, identity, preferences, personality, and the special events experienced, if there is anything not mentioned in it, you can just ask me." ”

"Okay." Meng Fan took the notebook, sat in front of the desk and spread it out, "I'll read it slowly here, you can get busy." ”

Yan Yi took a novel from the shelf, sat opposite Meng Fan, and said softly, "I also want to read a book here for a while." ”

"Oh, okay." Meng Fan responded, lowered his head and studied the notebook. Yan Yi's handwriting is beautiful, like his person, with a subtle and soft curl at the end of the handwriting, with an ambiguous and gloomy gorgeousness.

"Because every time I see a doctor, I ask about these things, so I just sort them all out." Yan Yi turned the pages absentmindedly, and his eyes were firmly locked on Meng Fan, "This is a big project for me. ”

"Hmm." Meng Fan nodded.

"But Dr. Meng never asked me that." Yan Yi observed Meng Fan's face interestingly, "Why is this?" ”

Because I have special abilities, I don't need to ask those things to heal diseases, silly boy! Meng Fan scolded on the side, with a straight face, and a solemn expression: "Because my treatment method is my own original, and it is different from other doctors, this information is not so important to me." ”

"It's true that Dr. Meng is different from anyone else." Yan Yi echoed with great approval, and then said, "But why did you suddenly ask again today?" ”

Meng Fan looked at him worriedly: ...... Why the hell are you doing so much?

"Naturally, it's because I want to provide better treatment to my patients." Meng Fan smiled as kindly as a spring breeze, "If you understand this information, you may be able to find a new breakthrough." ”

The corners of Yan's eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles: "You are really a good doctor." ”

Can you stop pushing me and let me watch quietly for a while! Meng Fan smiled and showed a mouthful of small white teeth, as if he was advertising toothpaste: "Mr. Yan has won the award, this is what I should do." ”

Yan Yi sneered.

Meng Fan: ......

"It's an interesting novel." Yan Yi looked down and read the book with a calm expression.

Holding Yan Yi's notebook and studying it all morning, Meng Fan determined his conclusion last night, that is, there is no normal person in Yan Yi's twenty-three sub-personalities.

In addition to Yan Er, Yan San, Yan Qi and Yan 24, there are also some strange things as follows-

For example, Yan Twelve seems to be a bulimiac patient, the whole meaning of this personality is to eat, and after eating, he vomits, vomits and continues to eat; Another example is Yan Sixteen, who is a money fan similar to Meng Fan, and seems to have a kleptomania, because his hands and feet are not clean, he was sent to the police station; Yan Jiu is a rock youth with masochistic tendencies; Yan Shiyi is a lover of classical music who is clean and strict; Yan Twenty-two is a sick and jealous maniac with a strong desire for exclusivity; Yan Eighteen, too lazy to be about the same as Wang Ba, does not appear frequently and sleeps every time......

How did this person survive until now? Meng Fan closed his notebook and looked at Yan Yi, who was sitting opposite him, flipping through the novel, and couldn't help but be in awe of him.

"How?" Yan Yi raised his eyes.