However, in the next second, Lin Jiayi quickly tore off the hair ring tied to her hair: "It's so uncomfortable...... mind is Ming'er's mind, but Lin Jiayi's body seems to be used to the original haircut.

I could see that Song Lingrui's face was black.

Women, it's trouble! One moment here, one moment that.

Lin Jialin found another butterfly ribbon from the bedroom and tied it in Lin Jiayi's hair, which immediately embellished it with a full princess atmosphere. Lin Jiayi looked at herself surrounded by pink in the mirror, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Jumping into the living room, Lin Shengyu had already finished washing up and got up to prepare breakfast. When his gentle eyes slowly looked at Lin Jiayi, who peeked at the door, he was slightly stunned: "Hehe, Ming'er?" Wake up so early? ”

Lin Jiayi's words would definitely not be dressed like such a girl, and besides, that little lazy pig definitely didn't get up so early.

"Brother Yuanye!" Lin Jiayi ran forward to hug his body and rubbed his shoulder obediently, at this time, Lin Shengyu's right hand turned slightly, and the flames coming out of the natural gas stove suddenly startled Lin Jiayi, and sat on the ground with a "wow".

"Ming'er!" He hurriedly squatted down to help her up, "What's the matter?" ”

"Fire ...... Fire ......" There was an indescribable fear in Shui Lingling's eyes, and the moment the flames came into her eyes, Lin Jia reflexively dodged away, "It's terrible!" ”

Lin Shengyu had to turn off the gas first and take her outside the kitchen. "Ling Rui, Linlin, which of you will look at Ming'er first."

"Got it."

Back in the kitchen, when Lin Shengyu turned on the natural gas stove again, his deep eyes looked a little worried. He always knew that Lin Jiayi was afraid of fire, but he didn't expect that even if her personality was split, the child's personality would also be afraid of fire.

Approximately, it was when Xia Qingming was seven years old that the psychological shadow left behind. After the fire in the Xia family, they found Xia Qingming in the garden on a thunderstorm night, when her severe cold had turned into a high fever, and after that, it became like that.

Therefore, Lin Jiayi can't help but be afraid of fire, the dark, and thunder and lightning, heh...... Anything bad basically left an indelible mark on her heart.

She is lucky, in the past eighteen years of life, those painful memories have not affected Lin Jiayi's life too much; She was pathetic, seeing that fire happening with her own eyes, but there was nothing she could do.

So much so that in the end, a Ming'er was split......

That's probably the product of Lin Jiayi's past memories.

There was a cheerful laugh of "giggles" in the living room, and while Lin Jialin was playing with her, Song Lingrui was pacing back and forth.

In just over half an hour, they will go to the school to attend the award ceremony of the North and South Star Awards. Lin Shengyu is going to work in the firm, Song Lingrui is going to attend the ceremony as a guest, and Lin Jialin is one of the winners.

"Baby, you are obedient, listen to my brother." Slowly squatting down, Song Lingrui maintained the same height as Lin Jiayi on the sofa, "First, outside, you have to call yourself 'me', not Ming'er, you know?" ”

"Hmm!"

"Second, if someone asks about your name, they will say that their name is Lin Jiayi, do you know?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Third, you have to stay with Brother Ling Rui the whole time, and you can't run around, you know?"

"Ming'er understands!"

"That's good." The big hand squeezed her delicate face slightly, Lin Jiayi smiled sweetly, and enthusiastically hugged Song Lingrui's neck and kissed him on his handsome face.

At this scene, Lin Jialin, who was watching the side, couldn't help but show a comfortable smile.

She still remembered how sad and desperate Song Lingrui showed when Song Lingrui hurried back last night and Lin Jiayi couldn't recognize him.

But isn't it good now? Although Lin Jiayi said that it was a split personality, it didn't seem to be the worst case, even if her mind was only seven or eight years old, her love for Song Lingrui was undisguised and unrivaled.

Breakfast was freshly baked, and Song Lingrui began to take care of Lin Jiayi considerately like a full-time dad. "Brother, Ming'er can eat it herself." After Lin Jiayi swallowed the egg he fed himself, he opened his mouth timidly.

"Huh? Is it......" He almost forgot that Xia Qingming was a girl who could be independent early, and she was a seven or eight-year-old mind, and she could do most of what she could do, so he didn't need to worry about it here.

Despite this, occasionally when she accidentally got the oil on her face, Song Lingrui would subconsciously wipe it gently with a tissue.

Perhaps, this is a kind of protective desire that is branded in the soul.

After breakfast, Song Lingrui drove the sisters to school in a car. "Sister, do you remember what I told you just now?"

"Well, I'm Lin Jiayi, a high school teacher at No. 1 Middle School, and Linlin is my student." She recited it word for word according to what Song Lingrui handed her before, although her voice still had a hint of a little girl's milky voice, it was much more normal than before.

"Awesome." After praising her, Lin Jialin's clear eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of worry, "Can ...... Brother-in-law, my sister still has classes in the afternoon, what should I do then? ”

In the driver's seat, Song Lingrui couldn't help sighing: "I can only get through the morning first, and if I do it in the afternoon...... Let's take it one step at a time. ”

It's just that I don't know how long Lin Jiayi's state will last.

The sports car gradually drove towards the school gate, his ink eyes sank slightly, and under the gaze of many surprised eyes around him, Song Lingrui slowly drove the car into the first middle school. The canopy was not closed, and the sisters sitting in the back seat became a dazzling sight.

"Eh, that was the ...... just now Mr. Lin, right? ”

"Someone said before that I saw Mr. Lin go to work and take a luxury car, but it turned out to be true!"

The car drove all the way into the campus, and the moment it was parked, Song Lingrui's ink eyes raised slightly, looking at the school leaders who came to greet him. After getting out of the car, he walked straight to the back seat door, Lin Jiayi looked at his gentle eyes, and his little hand timidly caught him and got out of the car.

Lin Jialin looked at this huge formation, nervous and confused.

Shouldn't Song Lingrui come to send her sister to work? Why are school leaders coming? And it seems...... These leaders are still coming to him.

Quietly getting out of the car, Lin Jialin walked around the back of the car and walked straight to the teaching building.

"Mr. Song, welcome to our school." The headmaster kindly extended a large hand to him.

"It's my pleasure."

Mo Yan glanced at Lin Jiayi, who was unconsciously shrinking behind him, holding his little hand, and seemed to slowly break out in a cold sweat. Well? How...... Is this woman's childlike personality still afraid of life?

The school leaders also noticed Lin Jiayi's abnormality for the first time, since the last time they saw Song Lingrui at the conference, Song Yanyi personally spoke, and 80% of the leaders knew the relationship between Song Lingrui and Lin Jiayi.

"Teacher Lin, this is ......"

"She's not feeling well." Song Lingrui helplessly showed an elegant smile, held Lin Jiayi's little hand that was a little cold, and slowly walked into the teaching building under the guidance of the school leaders.

Along the way, Lin Jiayi's big eyes looked at the surrounding environment from time to time, and fragments kept flashing in his mind. "Brother Ling Rui...... Where are we going? She leaned into Song Lingrui's ear and opened her mouth timidly.

"Brother will take you to receive the award in a moment, okay?"

"Really?!" A bright smile bloomed on her sweet little face, "Ming'er likes trophies the most!" ”

However, when Song Lingrui's slightly gloomy eyes fell on her, Lin Jiayi swallowed her saliva straightly, and hurriedly changed her words: "I...... I like the trophy the most......"

This cautious appearance made him almost laugh out loud.

"Ahem, it's no problem with my brother, but in front of outsiders for a while, you must remember what your brother said."

"Hmmm......"

Although the little guy agreed thoroughly, he was always worried that if something went wrong in front of everyone for a while, as soon as the news of Lin Jiayi's illness spread, the impact on this woman would be too great.

On the playground, teachers and students were preparing for the award ceremony at eight o'clock, and as soon as Lin Jialin arrived at the classroom, she was also called by the grade director.

Pushing open the door of the office, the next second what caught Lin Jialin's eye was Dai Chenxin standing at the director's desk.

"Lin Jialin, you and Chenxin will preside over this award ceremony in a while, no problem, right?" The Head of Year said as he smiled and handed her the presiding speech.

"This ...... But there's still twenty minutes to open, let me come, really? Her embarrassed eyes turned to Dai Chenxin on the side.

"You try." It's still the same cold tone as ever.

Dai Chenxin is the nephew of the grade director, serving as the class president, and the second in the grade, it is very suitable for him to preside over the award ceremony, but what Lin Jialin can't figure out is why he has to preside over it with him.

Pick it up and don't, don't pick it up and don't, she finally took the task hard.

Yu Guang secretly looked at Dai Chenxin's side face, and at the moment when Lin Jialin took over the task, she seemed to vaguely see that Dai Chenxin's face, which was originally expressionless, gradually had a hint of a smile.

So for the remaining twenty minutes, the two of them rehearsed in the head of grade's office.

I don't know how my sister is doing now, has my brother-in-law taken good care of her? While Lin Jialin was facing the presiding script, her heart had already flown into the distance.

At the same time—

"This is your desk, just sit on it now and don't run around, you know?"

"Know! I saw that Sister Jiayi worked here! The door was closed, and the office was empty, so Song Lingrui took Lin Jiayi to identify them one by one.

Seeing that this little guy can adapt to this place so quickly, Song Lingrui's hanging heart can gradually let go.

Turning around, Lin Jiayi hugged Song Lingrui's neck, and there was an indescribable expectation in her clear eyes: "Brother Ling Rui, Ming'er wants that ...... last night" After saying that, the watery lips quickly leaned towards his handsome face.

Song Lingrui immediately understood, hugged her head, and quickly pressed down her thin lips.

This is the first time that Lin Jiayi took the initiative to ask him for a kiss after transforming into a child's personality.

It seemed that he had enjoyed enough, and in just a few seconds, Lin Jiayi pushed his face away and licked the corners of his mouth with a satisfied face. This can torture Song Lingrui, just ask for a kiss, I don't know, I thought she licked herself like candy and ran away.

After sitting down on his chair, Lin Jiayi looked at the laptop placed on the table and pressed the boot button curiously. It seems that the memory of the previous master's personality still affects her, and after Lin Jiayi turned on the computer, she subconsciously clicked on the writer's website.

Looking at the dense subtitles on it, she frowned slightly, and looked at Song Lingrui behind her aggrievedly: "Brother Ling Rui......"

"Baby, what's wrong?" When he looked at this, he couldn't help but smile helplessly. Since Lin Jiayi was found to have DID, he stopped updating the novel, and Lin Jiayi, who was busy taking care of children's personality, had long left this matter behind.

"Baby, can you still write?" Tentatively asked, Lin Jiayi looked at his slightly lost eyes and shook his head gently. Also, after all, it is a child's mind, let Lin Jiayi write in this state, it is estimated that she can only write fairy tales at most.

Or do you want to continue to write down the last part like you did for her before? It seems that there is only one way to do it.

It can't be, let Bai Weiwei be busy day after day, and finally can't get the news of Lin Jiayi's deadline.

"Brother...... What to do......"

"Let's wait until I go back in the evening......" Lin Jiayi is like this now, he can't let him leave her to write a novel.

At that moment, there was a sharp knock on the office door. "Mr. Song, are you there? The ceremony is ready. “

"Got it." After straightening the folds on his clothes, Song Lingrui turned off the power of the computer, took Lin Jiayi's hand, and a charming smile appeared on Jun's face, "Baby, are you ready?" I remember what I told you before. ”

"I understand!"