I couldn't help but shrink my neck: "What gift?" ”

He smiled deeper, but instead of speaking, he let go of my hand, pulled out the small table, placed the insulated box on it, and said, "Drink." ”

"Oh."

I took a few sips and suddenly heard his voice: "Why don't you get a divorce?" ”

My adoptive father was a very good man: he was handsome, and he was very dashing in his gestures. He always wears a Chinese-style cardigan with delicate buckles and plain embroidery. is like a gentleman who walked out of the poem.

He adopted many children, but only a few lucky ones were left behind by him to take care of them. They are smart, beautiful, clever and sensible. I didn't dare to ask him to take care of me personally, I just wanted him to come to see me every year, so since I was sensible, I tried my best to make myself better. But he never noticed me.

In my junior year of high school, I unexpectedly got the opportunity to apply for a German university and was lucky enough to get a full scholarship. On the day I packed my bags, I heard that my adoptive father was coming, but when I ran out, he was already gone.

My aunt told me that my adoptive father said that he decided to change my nationality and that he had saved money in my card, which was my college expenses.

She told me that I didn't have to come back because I was grown up, and that I should remember not to sell myself for money.

At the beginning of this year, I got my new citizenship. That night, I went on a date with Fanyin and sat on the side of the road and asked him to evaluate me objectively: Am I ugly? Isn't it stupid? Isn't it wooden? Am I worthless?

Is it inherently redundant?

He remained silent until it was time to say goodbye, and then he said: "When I was a child, my mother said to me, 'There is no absolute objective evaluation in this world, because dislike and liking will affect my evaluation of this person to a greater or lesser extent'. I can't judge you objectively because I like you. Of course, the girl I like is the best in the world, because there are so many girls in the world, but I only like you. ”

A few days later, he asked me if I would like to marry him.

I do, without hesitation.

That's the fundamental reason why I don't want a divorce.

But now I'm at a loss. Because Ah Chang told me that the only person who thinks I am "the best in the world" is not a real "person".

But I still don't want a divorce.

Because I don't think there will be another person like this in my life.

Even if it's just an illusion, half, a little bit......

I also want to stay as much as possible and rely on him to warm my life.

In the end, I didn't figure out how to tell these words to Fanyin, because only the second personality could understand them. I'm afraid this personality will be long-winded or mock me.

Fortunately, he did not ask for it, but fell silent.

When I finished the soup and looked at Fanyin, he had already closed his eyes. I'm kind of hoping that the second personality will come back, or that his personality will be defeated by the second personality. But when I saw the faint shadow on his eyelids, I felt that such an expectation was selfish.

I was closing the insulated box when I suddenly opened my eyes, and I knew who it was at a glance. He reached for the insulated box and threw it on the bedside table, put away my small table, and asked, "Sleepy?" ”

I shook my head.

"Come down." He got up and bent over, his arms around my back, and his arms around my shoulders.

"What!" I was shocked.

"Help you out in the sun."

There is a beautiful garden in the hospital, which is still shaded by trees during this season due to the climate, and the lawn is covered with immaculate white snow, which looks very beautiful. Fanyin walked briskly in front, and I couldn't keep up with him anyway, so I walked slowly behind. When you get tired of walking, you sit down directly on a nearby bench.

As soon as I sat down, he turned his head, turned back and sat down next to me, and pulled a box of cigarettes out of his pocket.

I hurriedly asked, "Why do you have smoke?" ”

He bent down, resting his elbows on his knees, and as he unpacked it, he replied tepidly, "The doctor gave it." ”

"Why did the doctor give you cigarettes?"

"I'll pay him." He lit a cigarette and took a puff, narrowing his eyes slightly as he breathed it out.

"I'm sorry," I said, "I thought this was a black hospital." ”

"You're right." He remained expressionless.

"Are you picking up patients from outside?" Hospitals are deserted, not like an income-generating industry. Is it a place for money laundering?

"No." "Only pick up the relevant people," he said. ”

"Don't you lose money?"

"There is no income." He turned his head, looked at me, and smiled slightly, "That guy didn't tell you how much money I have?" ”

"Who? Ah Chang? ”

He glared at me and turned his head back.

So......

I was afraid of being beaten, but I wanted to ask, so I moved out and asked, "You know?" ”

"Not completely devoid of feelings." His voice was calm: "I didn't expect it to be so serious before. ”

I hurriedly said, "I think since we can separate, we will definitely be able to merge, after all, he is also a part of you." ”

He sank his face suddenly: "I just want him to go." ”

"I want to ...... too"

He immediately turned his head to look at me, his gaze already dangerous: "You want to too?" There was a murderous aura in his soft tone.

"If he can roll into someone else's body, I won't pester you." I craned my neck: "Ah Chang said you hate me very much." ”

"It's fine." He tapped his fingers lightly on the shaft of the cigarette and said, "You're cheap." ”

I think he's joking, though the expression doesn't really sound: "You are losing money to open such a big hospital, and you are greedy for this little cheapness." ”

"If you can save, you save." He glanced at me and chuckled, "Hurry up and heal." ”

I feel sad when I think about it: "I don't have a place to ...... if I raise it."

His eyes slid to the corners of his eyes and tilted his face slightly to my side.

I said, "I came home that day to find my girlfriend's clothes on the hanger. You asked her to come to my house again to fool around. ”

"She came on her own." He snorted coldly: "Say you have something to talk to me about." ”

"What are you talking about?" I hurriedly asked, "Talking about robbing my husband?" ”

"Don't worry." He dragged a long tail note and said nonchalantly, "She can't take it away." ”

I couldn't help but be overjoyed, and heard his playful laughter again: "Soon you will have no husband." ”

I immediately became annoyed: "I really don't care about anything else, but can you break it off with my best friend?" ”

"Your relationship is really good." He showed a playful face: "She said she regretted hurting you." ”

"Then what did she come to you for!"

"She said she loved me." He threw away the cigarette butt, but lit another one, leaned back in the chair, and had a mocking smile on his face: "So she thought of a compromise." She is willing to be my mistress and not fight with you. ”

I'm!

"She said it herself?"

"Uh-huh." He laughed: "What an enviable friendship." ”

"Can you get her to come to the hospital?" I must scold her!

Fanyin is still laughing, isn't it? He made me happy: "What to do? ”

"I have to make it clear to her, I ......" I gritted my teeth and said, "I will never divorce you in my life!" Hit her once you see her! ”

He began to laugh, laughed and began to tremble, and when he was shaking, he covered his stomach and bent down, and performed on the spot what is called "laughing until his stomach hurts".

I yelled at his laughter, "What are you laughing at! Don't laugh anymore! Whoever you have a leg with is not good, you have to be my best friend! ”

That's right, anger gave me the strength not to be afraid of him!

He suddenly put his arm around my waist and dragged me into his arms while laughing.

"You're so naïve." His face was red with a smile, and there was already water in his eyes, which could be called a peach blossom: "Have you read Das Kapital?" ”

"Read, what's wrong?"

"Do you know how much money I have?" His face was pressed against him, and the smell of cigarettes was terrible, but his slightly hot cheeks made me a little dazed.

I couldn't help but be in a daze, forgetting what the question was that needed to be answered.

And suddenly he pressed my face, turned his head and kissed me on the mouth. I tried to shrink, but my back was pressed by his palm, and there was no room to retreat.

He kisses gently, without a hint of eroticism and violence. He gently licked my lips and slowly pried my teeth open with the tip of his tongue. I couldn't help but put my arms around his neck, and he also pressed the back of my head and tightened his arms around my waist.

The long kiss almost made me drunk, but when he let go of my cheek and kissed me in the ear, he uttered a faint sentence: "This is the treatment of your friend." ”

I fell into an ice cellar and opened my eyes.

He tilted his head and spread his hands proudly: "What did you give her?" Talk to her about empty days? Treat her to a rubbish restaurant on the side of the road? Give her a cheap gift? As long as I'm happy, money is not a problem, romance is not a problem, and if I don't know, I will marry her and let her whole family ascend to heaven. What are the consequences of betraying you? Why do you want her to be loyal to you? ”

I trembled with anger, but I couldn't argue with it.

Unimpressed, he squeezed my shoulder and whispered, "So wake up, little girl." ”

I tore his hand away and asked with a strong fit of rage, "So you're not going to break up with her?" ”

He leaned back in his chair and squinted and smiled, "Not going to." ”

"Can you not bring her into my house?"

"No, you can't." He was still smiling.

I finally couldn't help it, stood up, clenched my fists and asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

He still raised the corners of his mouth: "Laugh at your innocence." ”

"Am I innocent?" I know he's sarcastically mocking me for being stupid, what's wrong with me being stupid? At least I haven't become mentally ill: "Please don't instill in me all your fallacies!" If it's Kinko's law, then why would you split out a man who writes fairy tales? You must be bitter in your heart! ”

He smiled and looked at me coldly.

After I finished scolding, I felt that my words were too heavy, so I couldn't help but take a few steps back and said, "Don't beat people at every turn, bullying little girls is not a real man!" ”

He didn't speak, but slowly stood up.

I turned to run, but he grabbed me by the wrist.

I quickly broke his fingers, but I couldn't break them, so I had to bite his wrist with a "ahhh