In my opinion, Haboru does not look like a "psychiatrist"; She's more of a wizard instead.

She can often guess what I think and feel. All around her were enveloped by an aura of magical power.

Fortunately, she is kind and gentle to me, and she never intervenes in my life except for treatment time.

I'd love to ask Angel where she came from. Unfortunately, for some inconvenient reason, Angel couldn't go up the mountain for three days in a row.

But Angel talks to me every day. In fact, we spend almost every day on the phone. Usually he would talk about trivial things that didn't hurt, and I listened in silence.

I could feel that neither of us was saying what we wanted to say.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, Haboru helped me with psychological counseling as he had done the previous two days. Towards the end, she concluded:

"Your main problem, the so-called multiple personality, is not serious and not stubborn.

"When stimulated, you lock your escapist self in what you think is safe, giving birth to another personality to take your place in the unpleasantness of the trauma.

"Many people believe that patients with multiple personalities are split into multiple souls. But I think it's the opposite.

"I think that in every state of you, there is a connection with the real you. You may think you don't remember anything, but you don't.

In other words, your attacks of anterograde amnesia and alienation syndrome are your self-protection measures – or rather, your self-hypnosis.

"A radical cure is unlikely...... Angel will help you, though. He's better suited to do this than I am. ”

When I heard Angel's name, I was a little resistant. I dream of him every day. In the dark world of gothic dreams in my dreams, I always abused Angel in different ways.

This makes me more unsettling than spring dreams.

How could I want to abuse Angel? The tyrannical personality I deliberately fabricated residing in my body, why do you hate him so much?

Or is it ...... Enjoying his pain so much?

I didn't tell Haboru about any of this. But she should also know; After all, she can read minds.

But she said that Angel was better suited to treat me than she was, so what's the matter?

After the treatment was over, Haboru didn't let me go to rest immediately.

"Angel will be here tonight, let's prepare dinner for him together." She said.

I nodded in agreement. She asked, "Do you know what Angel likes to eat?" ”

I really don't know...... My mind stopped for a long time before I stumbled and tested: "The sea ...... Seafood noodles? ”

"I don't know, he never eats what I make."

Believe me, facing a well-versed and obedient psychiatrist all day long will drive people crazy.

"By the way, I remember Angel saying he didn't have a last name - do you know what's going on?" It occurred to me that this question.

Angel and Haboru don't seem to have a surname, and there may be some connection between them.

"Who said he didn't have a surname? His surname was Ann. Haboru replied calmly, "Didn't Angel tell you?" He was adopted by Mr. Zhao. ”

"Adopted?" It was too unexpected. Angel's family is happy, and they are actually adopted...... I asked, "What about his original parents...... who abandoned him?" An unfortunate early death? Still is......

"Ask him yourself. If I talk more, he will be angry with me. Haboru opened the refrigerator and closed it, helplessly, "Forget it, I'll ask my aunt to cook dinner." ”

Haboru went to the garden to trim the flowers, and I was half-lying on the couch with nothing to do and read a journal on multiple personalities.

Heavy footsteps sounded. When I suddenly saw Angel, I felt strange—even though we heard each other's voices almost every day.

"What? Don't know me anymore? Angel put down her full backpack, took off her baseball cap, and said with a smile: "I still miss me on the phone in the morning, I thought you would be so excited that you burst into tears...... Anyway, you have a nice new hairstyle, and you used to ......."

"Ahem, I, I'll go to the bathroom."

I avoided his eyes and fled to the bathroom, staring at myself in the mirror. The self in the mirror has also become strange.

Angel on the phone gave me a sense of security, but the person who just appeared didn't have the slightest desire to let me get closer.

Perhaps it was because of the relative isolation of the world for a few days, as well as the psychological guidance of Haboru that was different...... But when I saw the three-dimensional, living Angel, I had a sense of fear that my scalp was numb.

There was a clasp on the wooden door. It's Angel. "Kang Rong, why haven't you moved? Are you okay? ”

I splashed my face with water and opened the door.

Angel stared at me as if surprised, "Am I a ghost?" Why is your face so pale? ”

His real voice also made my ears ring. I gritted my teeth: "Stay away from me." ”

Angel stared at me for a moment, then turned around and walked briskly towards the garden. I heard him arguing with Haboru about something. I wasn't interested in listening and hid back in the guest bedroom.

The bedroom door was unlocked, and Angel walked in lightly. I sat on the floor against a closet.

"Li Yonghua corporal punishment of students has been dismissed from the school. More than 30 parents want to sue him, and he will never be a teacher again. Angel said flatly.

"You get out." I don't want to see him. I was irritable and irritable.

"Kang Rong, I'm Anqi."

"You go away!" I held my head and didn't look at him.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about my family." Angel sat down beside me, "Kang Rong, are you angry because I have something to hide from you?" Or is it because it's been so long since I've come to see you angry? ”