Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

"Mom, can I go to school?"

Si Ningyu blinked, looked at Zhou Wanyi seriously, and insisted that she agree.

Zhou Wanyi indeed looked at the other two, as if seeking their opinions.

Si Ningyu felt as if his heart was being torn apart. This was his mother, who actually wanted to imprison him at home because of this man and the child he brought with him.

"I have to go to class early the day after tomorrow, Mom, don't forget."

Si Ningyu could no longer suppress the churning in her stomach, stood up and quickly went upstairs.

After entering the room and locking the door, I went straight to the bathroom.

The feeling of vomiting was unpleasant, but the thought of eating the soup that person had served him made him want to vomit.

He was vomiting so badly that large tears rolled down his cheeks, and his body was covered in cold sweat, which made his bangs stick messily to his forehead.

With her arms trembling violently as she supported herself against the sink, Si Ningyu filled the tap with cold water to rinse her mouth and wash her face.

When he looked up again, he saw himself in the mirror. His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were extremely dry, and the corners of his eyes were red.

Releasing her tightly clenched lower lip, Si Ningyu raised her hand to wipe away the water droplets rolling down her face.

After washing up and lying in bed, Si Ningyu felt as if all her strength had been drained, so weak that she couldn't even lift her hands.

I recalled what my mother had said; she had mentioned going to school once at noon.

noon?

Si Ningyu thought of the message in the memo again. Who left it for him?

An absurd thought suddenly occurred to him: it might be possible that he forgot when he changed his clothes or when he wrote a memo for himself.

But even if he's stupid, he couldn't possibly forget that he ate a meal and that hairband. How could he possibly use it?

Could it be that another soul resides within him?

He himself was a transmigrator and didn't have many of the original owner's memories. Could it be that the original owner was inside his body?

Having considered this possibility, Si Ningyu picked up her phone and searched for information about dual souls within one body.

The search results were all about multiple personality disorder. Multiple personality disorder?

The idea of ​​one body with two souls sounds mysterious, but in medicine there is another explanation: dissociative identity disorder, which is what people understand as dual personality disorder.

One primary personality and one secondary personality...

Si Ningyu found it increasingly unbelievable. He had a dual personality?

If that's true, what will he do?

The image of Si Yucheng and his son barging in with the psychologist flashed through my mind again, along with the thought that those doctors were no good at all.

The doctor always looked at me with an air of superiority, as if it were a favor he had bestowed upon me by being willing to listen to me.

Si Ningyu loathed this kind of person and kicked that doctor out several times.

The worst time was when the doctor said some nonsensical and disgusting things and even tried to touch his face.

Si Ningyu grabbed a lamp and smashed it on his forehead, causing him to bleed profusely. If the commotion hadn't been so loud that Si Yucheng and the others had rushed in to save him, Si Ningyu would have beaten him even harder.

However, he later told Zhou Wanyi about this, and the doctor was soon sent to prison.

Si Ningyu despises psychologists and hates anyone who invades his territory.

Moreover, he didn't have a mental illness at all; he simply time-traveled. He has always been a normal person.

I just don't know why this alternate personality appeared.

Yes, in Si Ningyu's mind, if he were really diagnosed with dissociative identity disorder, then he would definitely be the dominant personality.

Type in the memo:

Who are you? Are you the soul in the same body as me? Or are you my alternate personality?

This body is mine. My name is Si Ningyu. If you wake up next time, please do not use the decorations in the dressing room, do not touch my paintings, do not misuse my body, and do not call Si Yucheng "Dad".

By the way, I'm very clean, so don't get me dirty, and don't eat anything Si Yucheng puts on your plate, or anything he cooks. If you're going to school, remember that.

Her eyelids started to droop, and before Si Ningyu could finish typing what she wanted to type, her head lolled to the side and she fell asleep.

She slept soundly until dawn, and when Akahoshi opened her eyes, she saw the memo on her phone.

To avoid falling asleep before finishing writing, as happened last time, Akahoshi quickly replied to the above message:

[Yes, I am your alternate personality. My name is Akahoshi. This body is yours. Sorry, I used a hairband last time. If you don't like it, I won't use it next time. Have you been eating properly?]

I felt very weak when I woke up. Did you skip dinner? That's not good, Ayu, you need to take care of yourself, okay?

Akahoshi played for a while, recalling the events that occurred when he was no longer there.

It seems that Ayu vomited after dinner because some of the dishes were served by Si Yucheng, as well as the soup.

Akahoshi wanted to frown, but remembering that this was Ayu's body, she quickly relaxed and continued typing:

[Next time, if you don't want to eat, then don't. I won't eat anything from that father and son again. Don't be angry; it's not worth getting angry over people like that.]

I'll take care of school. We'll go to school together then. Ah Yu, please take good care of yourself when you wake up.

He turned off his phone and changed into a light-colored casual outfit. He noticed that all the clothes in his wardrobe were light-colored, and mostly warm-colored.

I glanced at the jewelry display in the walk-in closet; all the items on it looked like ordinary designer jewelry.

It's useful, but it's not pretty at all. Sparkling gold is much prettier. No wonder Ayu doesn't like these things.

Thinking about it, he decided to go out for a stroll today and buy some things that Ayu likes.

Three knocks sounded on the door precisely on time, and Akahoshi waited until the door was opened.

A young woman wearing an apron, carrying breakfast, showed surprise upon seeing Akahoshi, but quickly recovered and said softly:

"Is Xiaoyu going downstairs for breakfast? That's wonderful, Madam will be very happy."

Akahoshi nodded expressionlessly and walked straight downstairs.

It seems that he has always lived alone on the second floor, while the family of three lives on the third floor.

Akahoshi didn't care and felt comfortable being alone. Besides, his room was big enough, comparable to a three-bedroom apartment in an ordinary family. This family was quite wealthy.

There was one person sitting at the dining table; neither Zhou Wanyi nor Si Yucheng were there.

When Si Youning saw Chi Xing come down, he looked surprised: "Brother, you came down for breakfast?"

He seemed a little flustered as he placed the breakfast on the table in front of Si Ningyu.

"Mom and Dad have gone to the company. What would you like to eat? I'll tell Auntie."

Chixing glanced at him, inwardly thinking: [This guy acts like he's the host; anyone who didn't know better would think Ayu is the outsider.]

Without saying much, Akahoshi sat down and began to eat breakfast.

The breakfast that the maid had just brought was placed on the table. Akahoshi took a bite of the breakfast on the table, pressed his lips together, and said that the taste was different.

After thinking about it, I moved my breakfast over and started eating it in big mouthfuls.