It is sweet porridge, and there are dates and longan in it.

Zhao Hanjing took a spoon and drank the porridge in small sips, watching her bury something round into the ashes, and casually asked him: "Do you like to eat soft-hearted or ripe?" ”

Sure enough, he didn't ask where the cake came from, much to her inexplicable relief.

He swallowed a mouthful of porridge and asked puzzledly, "What is the softness and ripeness?" ”

"Tile eggs, touched from the tree behind the house." She also served a bowl of porridge herself and sat on the edge of the stove, "You are too thin, you have to be fatter." ”

To be honest, it was the first time she had seen such a man. Obviously, his ribs are protruding in circles, his legs are like two feet of a compass, his cheeks are also concave, his face is waxy, he looks like he has been sick for a long time, but his expression is still very vivid and lively. It is not like the terminally ill poor people supported by the state and county medical offices, who are sad, numb and resentful; It's not like the white-faced gentlemen who have lived in the Chu Pavilion of Qinlou for a long time, who have been hollowed out by wine, and laugh with a greasy dead look, which is annoying.

But what kind of person Zhao Langzhong is, she can't describe it.

Anyway, it's kind of cute.

"It's not that I want you to hug me, just hug me, you still dislike me?" Zhao Langzhong couldn't help but snort, took a bite of the cake hard, and chewed it fiercely as if venting.

Feng Yan herself was a little surprised, she actually patiently explained to Zhao Hanjing: "It's not that I dislike you, you are so thin, your qi and blood are naturally insufficient, if you can recuperate well and gain more than ten pounds, you will not be the sick you are now." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Hanjing let out an "oh" sigh. What to say "good health care", what to say "fat more than ten pounds", what to say "not the current sick appearance"! said that she seemed to feel sorry for him, but she was afraid that he would die early and no one would treat her, hum!

Seeing that Xiao Langzhong began to be angry again, Feng Yan didn't understand what he was thinking in his head, he couldn't fight, he couldn't persuade him, and he felt a little helpless - he had to write this down and write it down to Ah Yan to see if she had any way. But she didn't know how to become Ah Yan, so she had to hold the dishes and chopsticks in one hand and pull up the ashes with a chisel in the other, trying to ease the atmosphere: "If you like to eat soft hearts, you can take it out and eat it now." ”

"Eat." Why not eat! Zhao Lang snorted and began to peel the egg skin. However, when the bowl of seven or eight white finches was piled up, he felt a little weak, after all, he was not the only injured person in this room...... Zhao Hanjing pursed his lips and greeted timidly: "You...... Come over here. ”

"Huh?" Feng Yan didn't know what he was going to do, but he still walked over. When she reached the edge of the kang, she saw Zhao Langzhong coming over, carefully pinching the spoon and putting half of the finch eggs into her bowl.

Although she couldn't laugh, she didn't want to laugh stiffly, for fear of scaring Zhao Langzhong; But she still responded to the other party's gesture as kindly as possible: "Thank you." ”

Who cares about you, hmph, Zhao Langzhong turned his face around, and pretended to be concentrating on eating: "I just can't eat so much, that's all." ”

She couldn't help but purse her lips too, not noticing at all that she had already drawn a normal smile at this moment

Xiao Langzhong was chewing food in his mouth, and at the same time sneaking at her, seeing her laughing, he suddenly felt a little emotional.

It turns out that this surnamed Feng can also laugh?

In his cognition, or in other words, in the records left by the master, double soul syndrome is not that there are two sets of souls in a person's body, but that a person has been split into two or even more different sides due to external forces or other reasons. His master once treated a patient with five facets, each with a completely different personality. Among the five different faces, one is the main and the remaining four are the secondary, and the derivation of these four sides is to protect the main plane from harm.

So, in this way, "Feng Yan" is derived, in order to protect "Feng Ayan"?

So why these two names?

No matter which side it is, it is not a fantasy of the patient, it is all for a reason—what kind of person does she want to be? What does she feel is missing? Or is there anything she thinks she has to carry forward? These obsessions are the basis for weaving into "another person".

And the so-called basis is often hidden in memories, and it is necessary for Feng Ayan and Feng Yanzai to tell him carefully and carefully, without concealing or deceiving, in order to figure it out. This is what makes the Twin Souls difficult to cure, and it is also the reason why he was worried that he might be wiped out: deception will produce deviations, but the surname Feng must cure herself, so she will not have the slightest reservation, which will make him know a lot of things that he should not know.

But if he dies, his life may be in danger immediately...... This can only hope that she will really fulfill her promise, even if he will be taken to a strange place and placed under house arrest, as long as she does not abuse him, he can survive well.

"Are you trying to ask me anything?" Feng Yan saw that he was stunned for a long time with the empty bowl, and couldn't help but say something.

"Huh?" Zhao Hanjing was thinking about the proposition of "if you are under house arrest, how to live as comfortably as possible", and the other party's cold opening of his mouth scared him.

"I feel like you're asking me something." Feng Yan took the empty bowl and spoon in his hand, and reached out to rub his eyebrows twisted into a pimple, "If there is anything to say directly, you are always frowning, and your liver qi is stagnant, which is not good for your health." ”

After saying this, she was also surprised by her own behavior. Although Feng Yan still couldn't make any superfluous expressions on her face, she was very puzzled in her heart: why did she make such an intimate, even affectionate, act towards a person who had only known each other for two days.

And the tips of Zhao Hanjing's ears had already directly flown a flush.

Does she know the difference between men and women...... Xiao Langzhong suddenly panicked and covered himself in the quilt.

There are no girls in his master's sect, and his master's Taoist companion is a man; And since he became a widower, Lao Zhao Langzhong no longer diagnoses gynecology...... All in all, it was the first time he had been in contact with a young woman for so long.

Despite this woman, she didn't look like a girl at all.

Zhao Hanjing didn't dare to look at her face, nor did he dare to accuse the other party of inappropriate behavior, so he had to talk about him left and right, and changed the topic: "I, if I ask, will you answer me seriously?" ”

Feng Yan soaked the dishes and chopsticks into the wooden basin, and also wanted to avoid his faux pas: "If you don't ask, how do I know if I can answer." ”

"Then I asked? Really asked? You can't hit me if you don't answer? Zhao Hanjing poked his head out of the bed, with a pair of round pupils, like some rodent animal, and secretly aimed at the back.

Her back doesn't look like a girl's house, and the leather belt is so tight, but it looks a little like the commander Wu of the county city defense battalion. It's not as high-spirited as a young man, and it's not as passable as a veteran oil, with a little bit of stability and the taste of the city. It makes people feel that if you ask her to do something, it must be extremely reliable and thoughtful.

Why did he always have to worry that she would hit him? Does he look so brutal? After thinking about what he had done to him, it was probably normal for Zhao Hanjing not to trust her. Feng Yan didn't have anything to regret, but she didn't want to scare this little Langzhong anymore, so she had to keep her voice as gentle as possible, and replied, "Just ask, I won't beat you." ”

"Then, why are you called Feng Yan and the other one is Feng Ayan?" After eating, he felt refreshed and regained some strength, he surged a few times in the bed, changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and added, "Is it related to what happened when you were a child?" ”

According to Master's book, what happened when he was young usually had a great impact on people suffering from Twin Soul Syndrome. He didn't know what she had been through in her childhood, but judging from the two sides she had shown so far, and the information she had revealed, it was certainly not a normal experience.

I haven't recovered yet, so I want to ask a doctor? Or is it really worthy of being the apprentice of that gentleman? She originally wanted to say that she would wait until his fever was subsided before mentioning the cure; But she expected that if she said so, Zhao Langzhong would have to think more, so she replied cooperatively: "Feng Yan...... It was my mother who gave me the name, my biological mother. ”

"Huh?" Is it something related to biological parents?

"Before she got married, she used to be a musician in the Moling Mansion Teaching Workshop. It can't be said that she is married, she is just the outer room of that person. At that time I was very young, but I can remember that she often said to me, Yan'er, you see that the love between men and women in this world is like the light smoke on the river, the most elusive thing. When she recalled those things again, everything was in a trance and far away, just like the smoke and water on the Qinhuai River, as if it was something that happened to someone else.

It may really be too long, Feng Yan's memory of yesterday was still in the nursing home, she stared at the swallow struggling to die on the bluestone slab, and then was hugged by the rickety old man: "Later, when I was a little older, I read her suicide note and asked the old director of the nursing home, so I knew." When she learned of the news, she dressed me in a freshly cut skirt, put on a red gold ring, and stuffed the suicide note and the Geng Ti into my bosom and sent them to the door of the nursing home. She did this, probably to die without worry, and then ...... Then she jumped into the river. ”

"This ......" Zhao Hanjing couldn't help but sigh a little, he could see that when talking about these pasts, even though she still had no expression on her face, she showed a kind of sadness of being abandoned from the inside out.

Seeing him babbling and wanting to say something, she lowered her eyebrows and said, "Don't comfort me, she got what she wanted." ”

"I don't want to say useless things like 'festival mourning', I think ...... I feel like you've been left behind, a little pitiful. Zhao Hanjing pondered and expressed his opinion, "Although you may not be aware of it, you have been unconsciously in, well, how to say it, you yourself are actually very obsessed with this matter, because as a mother, she did not take the responsibility of raising you, she left you behind." ”