Roommate split personality how to do?

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Cheng Yan asked back, "Do you think she's telling the truth?"

Li Dongxing thought about it seriously, and said, "Actually, when she came to see us yesterday, I felt that she was lying."

He spoke seriously, and Cheng Yan was surprised: "Oh?"

Li Dongxing said firmly: "She said at the time that she was not afraid at all, but it was false."

Cheng Yan laughed: "Empathy again?"

Li Dongxing sensed the innocence in his tone, blushed a little, and whispered, "...intuition."

In fact, the so-called intuition is often equivalent to very subtle observation.Li Dongxing was born with the ability to perceive the subtleties, and he probably saw the nervousness concealed by Wu Xiaojing's calm appearance when he spoke.

"She's wearing a mahogany bracelet." Cheng Yan touched his wrist, "The color of the clothes she's wearing today doesn't match that bracelet at all. She has a good idea of ​​wearing a mahogany bracelet to ward off evil spirits. But even if she's afraid It's also normal. Who would like to dream about a colleague who just passed away? But, why do they have this dream? It is said that people in this office always dream about Meng Min. It may not be too deep."

He shook his head while talking to himself, looking puzzled.

The two returned to school and worked normally in the afternoon, and no one mentioned Wu Xiaojing's matter again.

It was late at night when I got home, so Li Dongxing took out his diary as usual before going to bed, closed his eyes and meditated for a quarter of an hour according to Han Zhengjiao's method, to let his consciousness relax slowly.

In the past few months, Han Zheng's diagnosis and treatment of him have gradually advanced, and there may not be a big breakthrough, but Han Zheng is not in a hurry.He told Li Dongxing that it is difficult to say that there is a good treatment method for multiple personality at present, and his primary purpose is to help Li Dongxing's mental state become more stable first.In the past, Li Dongxing always tried his best to suppress other personalities, not allowing them to emerge casually.Han Zheng advised him not to do this.Regardless of Li Dongxing's subjective willingness or not, these personalities already exist, and forcible suppression may only have the opposite effect.

If the personality of an ordinary person is a continuous and complete membrane, which contains all the emotions and thoughts of this person, then for patients with multiple personality, this membrane has holes, and the torrent of consciousness is uncontrolled from different openings. The ground rushes out, thus forming a bifurcation of self-cognition.If you insist on pressing one of the holes, the water will bounce back under the force, and it will spray more violently from the other holes.

What Han Zheng meant was that since it was difficult to repair the source, they might as well change their thinking and find a way to re-twist the divergent water flow into one stream.Therefore, during this period of time, their phased goal is to promote Li Dongxing's various personalities to communicate more smoothly, and strive to strengthen Li Dongxing's sense of control over other personalities.

And letting different personalities communicate through diary means is the method Han Zheng came up with.

After meditating, once the valve that was guarded by it was opened, the water that had been forcibly gathered together rushed out one after another, overflowed the fork, and flowed into their respective rivers.

Lili held back for a long time, and was the first to write on paper: "Today is really scary, I don't like that office at all."

Zheng Heping took the pen and wrote: "It feels like watching a real horror movie. Have you seen the Eight Diagrams Talisman? I like it so much. Let's go and buy one, okay? Aunt Wang's house in the snack street before. There is a big one, and it looks very stylish. If you buy it from the wholesale market, it only costs about ten yuan. It is cheap and good. I think Teacher Cheng has also looked at the eight trigrams for a long time, and maybe he will like it... "

The pencil paused, leaving a heavy mark on the paper, and his eloquence was interrupted.

Xiao Wei rarely took the lead.

His writing speed was much slower than Zheng Heping's, and his handwriting was very childish, but he still wrote two words one stroke at a time: "Don't."

The woman who "wanted" was still crooked, and looked like a "western woman".

All personalities are silent for a while.

Lili took it and said: "You shouldn't mention the gossip array. Have you forgotten that woman? She used to post a lot of gossip and other things at home, and she used ink to draw on us. Oh, it's so ugly .”

Zheng Heping snatched it, and excitedly wrote a long list on the paper: "I'm sorry, Xiao Wei, I'm really sorry, I almost forgot, it's all my fault. We don't want to move things that woman likes at home. How about I sing you a song? How about singing Xiaolongren?"

Lili grabbed the pen and drew a wavy line on the paper, as if laughing, she wrote: "Save your energy, Xiaowei doesn't like to hear you sing. Xiaowei only thinks about his brother Yan. Sigh, I also miss my little boyfriend, he is so good-looking, he has good grades, he seems to know everything, and when he smiles, his eyes sparkle and he can talk... Unlike that Wang Shasha, who only bullies girls, really good I hate it, and I still hate it after more than ten years."

Zheng Heping: "Shhh, don't mention Wang Shasha. Be careful with that one. When classmate Wang did those bad things back then, if Dong Xing hadn't stopped him, that one would have rushed up and chopped up the National People's Congress. That's really I don't like Wang Shasha at all."

They were afraid of the non-violent and non-cooperative personality, so they all stopped.

The diary was spread flat on Li Dongxing's lap, and it slipped slightly. When it was about to fall onto the bed, it was grabbed back by a hand.

Li Dongxing flipped through the contents of the first few pages.

Lili's handwriting is elegant and small, most similar to his own handwriting, except that every stroke is more immature.Zheng Heping's handwriting is a kind of squat round body, and every time he writes, he writes very fast, and each line of characters slopes more and more upwards from left to right.Xiao Wei is left-handed, and has never really learned how to write. Every time he holds the pen, his posture is not standard. The tip of the pencil keeps rubbing against the tip of Li Dongxing's left middle finger, leaving a gray mark on it.

He read everything the personalities said carefully.When Lili wrote the words "Brother Yan", she deliberately drew a heart next to it, which made Li Dongxing's cheeks burn, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes.After starting to use this method to communicate with their personalities, they all seemed to have a channel to vent, and there were fewer occasions when they popped up and interrupted.It's just that Li Dongxing discovered that this method has a sequelae.His different personalities seem to be in love with teasing each other, especially Li Li who always loves to joke about Xiao Weicheng, saying that his elder brother is long and his elder brother is short, and sometimes the flames of war will affect Li Dongxing.

Li Dongxing put down the diary and rubbed the space between his brows.

Wang Shasha, Xue Zhan, Wu Xiaojing and their troubles, there are really many things that happened this day.

It was his turn, but he was still not used to keeping a diary. He held the pen and thought for a long time, and only silently wrote down the eight words "Think about it every day and dream about it at night".

Wu Xiaojing came to him for help. Li Dongxing was always afraid that he would trouble Cheng Yan too much, so his mind was full of how to start a consultation to help them find the crux of the problem and further relieve it.

As he was thinking like this, sleepiness gradually hit him, and he forgot to meditate again as Han Zheng said, and fell asleep holding the notebook.

☆, strange dream ([-])

Li Dongxing quickly experienced what it means to "think every day and dream at night".

The dream started off as normal.

On a noisy summer night, he returned to his uncle's old house, finished his homework, washed the dishes, and prepared to sleep obediently.This house is too small, it is a family building built in the 80s, with a total of [-] square meters, and a double bed can fit in the bedroom.After Li Dongxing moved into his uncle's house, he had nowhere to sleep, so his uncle helped him set up two benches between the kitchen and the bedroom, with cotton mattresses in winter and bamboo plaques in summer, which was regarded as a bed.

Although the bamboo plaque is small, Li Dongxing is not a big person, so there are shelters on the left and right.Summer in Jiangcheng is sultry and humid. The air in a room is like boiling water that is half boiled, with hot steam constantly bubbling out.Li Dongxing nestled on the bamboo plaque, his ears were buzzing, half of which was the chirping of the mosquitoes flying around him, and half of it was the chant of the never-tiring Xia Chan outside the house.And that hum was soon replaced by a more difficult-to-ignore brawl.The voice came from the other side of the room within reach, separated from him only by a thin sheet that acted as a curtain.It is not accurate to say that it was a quarrel.Because the shrill and hoarse sound, like a sharp shovel stirring in the sand, was only his aunt's.The person she was facing was his uncle, but he was well versed in the principle of hunting cattle across mountains, and every sentence she said was about Li Dongxing who was lying outside.From "rice worms eating plain rice" to "sangmen stars entangled in dirty things", a large part of women's imagination is always reflected in the rich vocabulary that is often scolded and often new.And his uncle, as silent as the tree stump in the yard that cannot be blown by the wind, at most sighed in the whistling whining, and occasionally said two things when the woman howled to send Li Dongxing away. A word of disapproval, as his last defense for this hapless nephew.

As long as Li Dongxing stayed in this house for a day, this would be a fight that would never end.He turned over lightly, not letting the two benches with uneven legs and feet under him make a sound, and curled up his elongated body more tightly, avoiding the side that was already sticky and sticky from the heat. The hot bamboo plaque also seems to be able to stay away from the chattering quarrel.

One of his ears was tightly pressed against his arm, and the other arm was raised to cover the other ear, in vain to block the noisy sound.Mosquitoes didn't give up any chance to eat. They seemed to see through Li Dongxing's obedience, and came one after another to rest their feet on his sweatshirt and shorts with many holes, having a joyful feast.

Li Dongxing had no intention and was unwilling to drive them away.

He had a feeling that these disturbing little things might be the last creatures in this world who dared to get close to him.They are not only willing to settle down in him, but also regard him as an indispensable source of life.

This makes him feel that he is still valuable.

There was a window facing the bamboo plaque, and the screen was probably not closed tightly, and his mosquito friends flew in from there.Li Dongxing narrowed his eyes into a slit, and the cramped room he was in gradually disappeared from his sight. His consciousness flew out from the two slits, squeezed through the screen window, passed by the swarms of cicadas on the treetops, and They sang nursery rhymes together for a while, and then flapped their wings again, spinning happily in the summer night wind, flying higher and faster, and finally touched the vast expanse full of secrets.

In that free world, he is happy, and there is no aunt's nagging in his ears, or the tit-for-tat confrontation of Wang Shasha and his ilk.But in contrast to this freedom, there is an increasingly grand emptiness.He was flying, and suddenly remembered to look down.At this moment, he saw the boy curled up on the old bamboo plaque in the old house again.

He was beaten back to his original form.An invisible thread was pulling his heart, and at this moment it was pulled hard, causing him to fall straight down from the clouds.

There is no free and vast sky and earth, all he has is a hot and crowded bamboo plaque.

This bamboo plaque has long been unable to accommodate him, but he has nowhere to go.There is no space in this world where he can stretch his arms and legs.He curled up as much as possible, with his chin resting on his chest and his arms resting on his legs, like a boiled shrimp, served on this scorching plate for everyone to watch; also like an unborn baby, but People expect him to open his eyes.

A little secret hope floated in his heart, hoping that he would disappear like this, as if he had never existed.

Anyway, no one will find out, and some people will even feel relieved and happy because of it.

His cheeks were wet, and Li Dongxing was very scared. He shouldn't be crying, because crying would make a sound, and he shouldn't make any noise.But those tears are like summer rain, when the first drop falls, there will be a second drop, and the few will become more, until it pours down.

He bit his clothes on his chest with his teeth, and hugged his shoulders with his hands, so as not to let his catharsis be too violent.But what's the point?No matter how loud he cried, no one would hear him.

Then he realized he was wrong.

Suddenly, a hand landed on his shoulder, grabbing his twitching fingers.The man patted him first, then took his hand.

Whether it was the noise outside or the dead silence surrounding him, they were all shattered at that moment.

It was not the joy of absolute freedom, but the silk thread that was holding him suddenly swelled and turned into thousands of threads, wrapping him into a cocoon.He couldn't move his body, only his heart was still beating enthusiastically, which made his ribs hurt and his skin almost burst open.

The joy that burst out of hope was too strong for his body to bear.He was broken and rebuilt, like a new life.

Infinite strength grew in his body, which made him instinctively follow the warmth in his palm and rush towards it.Just a little bit of skin-to-skin contact wasn't enough, he wanted more, closer possession.

The bamboo plaque that trapped him disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, he went from the bed to the bed, and the night turned into day. The afternoon sun shone through the drawn curtains, fell on the soft bed, and fell on him.

Li Dongxing found that he was no longer a boy who could be contained by a bamboo plaque.His hands and legs were lifted rapidly, his shoulders broadened, his chest thickened, his fingers became more powerful than weak.

And he was still holding another person's hand.

He hugged the man tightly in his arms, wrapped his hands around the man's waist and abdomen, and pressed his chest against the man's back.

When holding that person, he felt unparalleled joy, as if a thousand wishes had been fulfilled.His chest was bulging, but his heart felt a little itchy.Li Dongxing quietly looked at the person in his arms, he didn't dare to open his eyes completely, just like that summer night when he was a child, he fantasized about the moment when he flew out from the screen window.

The person lying in his arms was shorter than Li Dongxing himself, and there was a nice smell on the clean white shirt, not the usual soap or shower gel.Li Dongxing thought for a while, and remembered that it was the smell of disinfectant in the laboratory.He still thinks it smells good.As if he had found a treasure that no one else could see the benefits of, he secretly smiled triumphantly with a little secret excitement.

He continued to look at the man.The man was lying on his side, the material of his shirt was slightly protruded by the shoulder blades, and a piece was concave at the waistline.Li Dongxing stared at the sunken waistline, and felt that it was a good place to put a hand there.Then he remembered that his forearm was already there.He smiled more happily and hugged him tighter.

Between the neckline of the man's shirt and the fluffy hair was a patch of white skin, as if all the light from outside the house was streaming on it.Li Dongxing lowered his head, tracing every light and shadow on that piece of skin with his eyes back and forth, and felt that even the protrusion of the cervical spine seemed cute.Li Dongxing suddenly felt an impulse, he lowered his head, and gently kissed that alluring piece of skin.

At that moment, his chest that had been very full finally exploded, and ten thousand butterflies fluttered out from it.

The person hugged by him was finally awakened by the kiss, and slowly turned his head.

Li Dongxing once again experienced the feeling of falling from the clouds.

This time he really fell onto the bed, scrambled and sat up, quickly looked left and right to make sure that there was no one on the bed, and his heart, which was so frightened to the sky, still failed to return to his chest.

The quilt is still well covered, but something feels wrong somewhere.

Li Dongxing stared blankly at his waist, the feeling was like being rushed in and threw a dozen petrification spells, he was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, that place was not controlled by the brain at all, and he was still excited.

The blood all over the body seemed to rush to two places, one was the lower part that was not yet calm, the other was the cheek that was so hot that it was about to smoke.

The [-] butterflies that flew out in the dream all came back, and rushed into Li Dongxing's eardrums, causing his brain to boom and smoke billowing out.

He tossed off the quilt and rushed out, like a monster chasing the bed, rushed into the bathroom non-stop, and poured cold water on his body for 10 minutes, feeling that whether it was the smoke in his head or the fire in his body After the rest, I stopped trembling.

He climbed out of the bathtub, his whole body was exhausted as if he had fought a battle, and he moved to stand in front of the mirror.

The young man in the mirror looked like he had seen a ghost, with dark circles and erratic eyes.The cold water poured on his body seemed to have washed off a layer of skin, but instead made the unfaded redness of his face more conspicuous.

Li Dongxing frowned helplessly, and patted his cheek, wishing to let the disobedient blood come out of his body along with the charm that should not exist in his mind.

"It's nothing." The person in the mirror suddenly spoke up, "Dong Xing is also a young man in his twenties, so it doesn't matter if he has a few dreams like that once in a while."

The face that was still smiling kindly just now changed its expression in a flash, and said curiously and a little shyly: "But, who did he dream about just now? Do you all know?"

Zheng Heping: "When Dongxing is dreaming, we can't see it. Why don't you ask Xiaowei?"

Lili: "Xiaowei won't say anything."

Zheng Heping was thoughtful: "Let me think about it... Hey, Dong Xing seems to be thinking about Cheng..."

Li Dongxing: "Shut up!"

He turned on the faucet again, thrust his face under the cold water, rinsed it several times and then shook his head, the blurry mirror finally quieted down.

Li Dongxing had never been so desperate to pack up all the personalities and stuff them back into the small black room. Zheng Heping and Lili were silent when they received the signal.

"Who are you talking to?" a voice rang out lazily from behind.

Li Dongxing turned his head and saw Cheng Yan standing behind him.

He was wearing an old shirt that was used as pajamas, with three rare buttons undone on the front, exposing his collarbone and a small piece of his chest.It was probably just getting up, Cheng Yan didn't wear glasses, his eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and the corners of his eyes were still slightly red.

It almost overlaps with the scene in Li Dongxing's dream.

Li Dongxing was terribly startled, his hand on the sink slipped, and he knocked the brushing cup to the ground, making a bang.

"Surprised." Cheng Yan muttered sleepily, rubbed his tousled hair, and pushed Li Dongxing away, "Go on without brushing your teeth, don't take up space."

Li Dongxing took a small step back and stood behind Cheng Yan, his eyes could not stop sliding down, glancing at the shoulder blades covered under the shirt in front of him, and the slightly sunken waist.

The ten thousand butterflies in his heart flapped their wings at the same time.

Li Dongxing didn't dare to stay any longer, and the moment he ran away from the bathroom, there were only four words in his mind.

Something bad happened.

☆, dream ([-])

Li Dongxing didn't say much until he followed Cheng Yan to school, and he didn't dare to look at Cheng Yan.

Human psychology is very interesting. The more you force yourself not to think about one thing, the more that thing will always circle in your mind like a lingering ghost.Li Dongxing wished he could forget last night's dream immediately, but the more embarrassed he was, the more vivid the scenes in the dream were, playing back and forth in front of his eyes like a slide show.

Let him stop thinking about Cheng Yan, unless he never sees Cheng Yan again.And that's not realistic.He can only muster up the courage to face it, as he has been doing all these years, stand in a relatively objective position, and analyze his psychology from above.

The implication of that dream was too clear, like one plus one equals two, Li Dongxing couldn't find any other excuses.As long as the face of the person lying in his arms was slightly blurred, he would not be so panicked.

The facts are right in front of us.He had a dream in which he was holding someone and he kissed that person, and then he woke up and found himself reacting.

And that person is none other than his senior brother.

Not only that, the feeling in the dream was so strong, when he hugged that person, his heart almost tapped his ribs, this strong joy brought a sore sequelae, until now, he secretly Glancing at Cheng Yan, who was obliquely ahead, he felt that the thing in his chest was still scurrying around restlessly. He almost wanted to reach out and press it back, lest the noise would be leaked if the movement was too loud, and the person walking a little ahead would notice. .

Li Dongxing has lived for 23 years and does not need others to teach him, because of this dream, he learned what it means to like someone without a teacher.

Zheng Heping sighed in his heart: "Dong Xing has grown up."

Li Dongxing didn't tell Zheng Heping to shut up this time.

He was busy asking himself, why?Why Cheng Yan?

Is it because the senior brother took special care of him?

But the teacher and senior sister are also very kind to him.

Then would he dream of Xu Mowen or Mu Mu like this?

Li Dongxing tried to change the face of the person in yesterday's dream, but instead of beating happily, his heart trembled and almost sank into his stomach.

Out of the corner of Cheng Yan's eyes, he saw him shaking his head violently, he patted his shoulder with a smile, and jokingly said, "Why, who are you arguing with again?"

Li Dongxing didn't deny it, and cheered up to talk to Cheng Yan about something else.In the past, he had a secret in his heart and always tried every means to avoid Cheng Yan, but now he had another in his heart, but he didn't dare to dodge it, for fear that if there was any clue, Cheng Yan would see through it.

Anyway, his mind was distracted from time to time, so Cheng Yan probably didn't think much of it, and walked into his small office as usual.

Li Dongxing silently walked to his seat, couldn't hold back, raised his hand and rubbed his shoulder.

It was as if Cheng Yan's body temperature was still there.

He felt that he really was too greedy for this bit of warmth.Not only did Cheng Yan treat him well, but he was not as fragile as others. He would not make a fuss over Li Dongxing's faults, and he was capable enough to protect himself, so he would not be easily hurt by him.Cheng Yan still needed him very much. Many times, he even felt that this kind of care was not one-way, and he was not particularly pitied.

After so many years, it was the first time that Li Dongxing could live so easily in front of others.

When Cheng Yan looked at him, it was like looking at a normal person.This made him seem to have the illusion that he can be a normal person.

However, Li Dongxing told himself that he should know that this was just an illusion.

Cheng Yan was too important to him.It was so important that he became attached to this life without knowing it.Maybe it's Xiaowei, maybe it's that violent personality, or even Lili, and Zheng Heping.They all like Cheng Yan, don't they?

What about himself?

It is quite possible that his unusual feeling was influenced by a certain personality.Even if it wasn't, which part of his torn heart really belonged to Li Dongxing?

He has no right to say he likes it.

There was a rare silence in his mind, and Li Dongxing could feel several voices eager to try, as if they wanted to comfort him, or persuade him.

But Li Dongxing didn't need it.

As in the morning, he asked them to remain silent.

Even just for this moment.He needs a thorough sex to sort out his feelings.

Near noon, another guest came to the little red building.

"Li Dongxing, are you here? Li Dongxing!" Someone pushed the door open and entered.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Behind him was the classmate on duty on the first floor, who was nodding at Li Dongxing who was sitting on the outermost side with a face full of shame, "This gentleman said that he is a policeman, and he wants to find Senior Dongxing, I can't stop him , he doesn't want to make a phone call first..."

Li Dongxing was startled when he saw someone coming, "Why are you here?"

Wearing a police uniform, Wang Shasha sat down in front of him, raised his legs and put them on the desk, and said, "Why, I can't come? Let me tell you, I'm handling a case!"

"A case? What case?" Mu Mu took off his earphones and looked up from the table next to Li Dongxing.

Wang Shasha turned his head and saw Mu Mu.

His slender eyes widened and he opened his mouth. His first reaction was to take back his crossed legs on the table, and obediently stepped on the ground.

"You, who are you?" His voice was at least half a decibel lower than before, and he swallowed most of it with a menacing aura, as if a big wave was halfway up and fell on the beach.

"My name is Mu Mu." Mu Mu hastily responded, pointing to Li Dongxing, "He is a senior sister of the same school."

Wang Shasha stared at Mu Mu, wiped his face with a smile, and even the corners of his eyes and every crease around his mouth trembled joyfully: "So it's my teacher, my sister, my name is Wang Shasha, and it's Dong I was a classmate in middle school, and now I'm a policeman."

Cheng Yan, who had already heard the sound, interjected coldly: "I want to call Senior Sister, and sign up for the exam next year."

He still remembered Wang Shasha's virtue in front of Li Dongxing, this cheap junior didn't want it at all.

Mu Mu didn't seem to notice Wang Shasha's flattery, so he walked up to Li Dongxing, put his hand on his junior brother's shoulder, picked up a dried blueberry from Cheng Yan's snack box on his desk, threw it into his mouth, and asked casually, "So, Wang Shasha What's the job of a police officer?"

Finally, Wang Shasha's gaze was willing to tear away from Mu Mu's face, and now it was fixed on her hand resting on Li Dongxing's shoulder. Judging from the protruding chewing muscles around his mouth, his upper and lower teeth were closed together, Grind it hard.

"I came here to tell Li Dongxing that I took Meng Min's case." He replaced "Dongxing" with the cold "Li Dongxing", "You guys better not be meddlesome... intervene."

He glanced at Mu Mu halfway through his speech, trying to leave a good image after all, restraining the threat in his tone.

Cheng Yan caught the meaning of his words and asked, "About Meng Min's case?"

Logically speaking, the person who came to them was Wu Xiaojing. Even if the police were to intervene, this should have been Wu Xiaojing's case.

"Hey, why are there so many questions? Are you a professional or am I a professional?" Wang Shasha was not angry with Cheng Yan either. He was probably quite hostile to all homosexuals who seemed to be more knowledgeable and cultured than him. "It was Meng Min who died, of course I want to investigate her."

Cheng Yan's mind suddenly turned around.

Wang Shasha is a policeman. As he said, the police don't care about people's affairs.Judging from the meeting and confrontation yesterday, Wang Shasha was a rescuer invited by Xue Zhan. He had no intention of getting involved in this matter. There is only one reason for insisting on intervening this time.

He and Li Dongxing got into a fight.

Cheng Yan glanced at Li Dongxing, raised his eyebrows, inexplicably felt that his junior brother was really capable, obviously he looked very low-key, but in the end it was fine to recruit peach blossoms randomly, and he was quite capable of attracting hatred.

Everyone came to the door to fight, how could he not reason, and simply asked Wang Shasha: "Then what happened to Meng Min?"

Wang Shasha immediately replied: "Why should I sue..."

"That's right, how did Ms. Meng die?" Mu Mu was also very curious. Last time Wu Xiaojing came to look for Li Dongxing, she listened to the story together, and then pestered Cheng Yan and the others to ask questions, " If it was normal, her colleagues wouldn't be so hard to let go."

Wang Shasha looked at Mu Mu, his tightly closed mouth seemed to be disobedient, and he poured out everything: "Then Meng Min died of a mistake."

Cheng Yan: "Misstep? Fall from a tall building?"

Wang Shasha: "No, she was traveling alone, she stumbled and fell on an inaccessible wild hillside, and fell to her death on the spot. Now these girls, at a young age, love to be unconventional, and they actually engage in these restless things. Hobbies are really troublesome."

Cheng Yan: "So it was an accident?"

Wang Shasha straightened his collar, raised his shiny chin, and said, "The case was originally closed by accident. Anyway, there were no witnesses when the accident happened. But I want to investigate, really. , It took a lot of effort to get the boss to agree to my troubles, but fortunately there are no other cases recently..."

While eating blueberries, Mu Mu said, "It's not easy for you."

Wang Shasha's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he put on a posture of a public servant, waved his hand with a smile and said, "It's nothing, it's not hard work, it should be done."

Cheng Yan thought about it and said, "If it wasn't an accident, could it be that he committed suicide?"

Wang Shasha snorted softly, and waved a finger in front of him and Li Dongxing: "Anyway, it's none of your business."

Just as Cheng Yan was about to speak, Mu Mu first said: "Yes, the police want to investigate the case, we can't make trouble. Cheng Yan, Dong Xing, you should make good use of your strengths, lay a good logistics foundation for the police comrades, and dig out the deceased colleagues. Let them cooperate with Police Officer Wang to find out the truth. Do you hear me?"

Both Cheng Yan and Li Dongxing couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Wang Shasha was even more unprepared. He swallowed all the words he had prepared in a basket with his mouth half-opened. His raised eyebrows swayed for a long time, and finally drooped in discouragement. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, cooperate...cooperate."

The sound of his teeth grinding seems to be more intense.

With a happy result of cooperation between the government and the people, the three sent Wang Shasha away, and Mu Mu claimed to be a great hero, and swept away all the dried blueberries left on Li Dongxing's table.

Cheng Yan: "So, you know that guy is interested in you?"

Mu Mu flicked his newly permed long wavy hair, tucked the hem of his pink and purple skirt without a single wrinkle, and sat down in front of his table in a graceful manner: "Why, your senior sister doesn't even have this charm?"

Cheng Yan: "...Actually, if you think about it carefully, although classmate Wang looks scheming and has a somewhat feminine face with kidney deficiency, his facial features are not bad, otherwise..."

He stroked his chin and commented well on Wang Shasha, and was rewarded by Mu Mu with a kick.

Cheng Yan jumped up to dodge, thinking that a real woman should not show her appearance, no matter how much she dresses like a decent lady, he will not change her nature as a senior sister.

It's a pity that Wang Shasha was fascinated by appearance.

Mu Mu ignored him, and looked at Li Dongxing: "Hey, what happened to Dongxing today, you don't talk much?"

When Wang Shasha came this time, he made it clear that he wanted to show off Li Dongxing, but the target person was absent the whole time, with an absent-minded appearance.

Suddenly being called by name, Li Dongxing quickly raised his head and said, "What?"

Mu Mu stared at him for a while and said, "Did you not sleep well? Look at the dark circles under your eyes."

Li Dongxing tried his best not to show any signs of guilty conscience, and said, "I have some insomnia."

Mu Mu said sympathetically, "Senior Sister has eye cream and a sleeping mask here, can I lend you some? Look at this poor little face of our winter trip, it's so tortured that I can't pinch water."

Cheng Yan almost got goosebumps all over his body, and hurriedly slipped Mu Mu away from Li Dongxing's premise: "It's alright, alright, let yourself be smug. Dongxing is naturally beautiful, so you don't need those things."

He was also used to joking, and while beating Mu Mu, he also subconsciously teased Li Dongxing.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around after speaking, Li Dongxing flinched obviously, and his reaction seemed to be bigger than before.

Cheng Yan still had this power of observation. He drove Mu Mu away, walked up to him, put Li Dongxing on the shoulder, and asked in a serious tone, "Is it because of Wang Shasha? He always targeted you before, right? If If you don't want to see him, we always have a way, so don't wrong yourself."

Li Dongxing's gaze slid around his hand, and after floating in the void for a while before falling on Cheng Yan's face, he smiled and said, "Well, senior brother. I'm fine. I made an appointment to see Ms. Wu for psychological counseling in the afternoon. Gotta get ready."

Cheng Yan nodded, patted Li Dongxing on the shoulder, and said nothing more.

In the afternoon, they went to Wu Xiaojing's company as scheduled, only to learn that Wu Xiaojing didn't come today.

"Strange, didn't we make an agreement yesterday?" Cheng Yan was not at ease after being let go.

Li Dongxing was about to call Wu Xiaojing to inquire about the situation, when he received a call from the other party.

"Mr. Li, I'm really sorry." Only a day later, the voice on the other end of the phone became much weaker, "I... something happened to my family, I'm afraid to go out now..."

Li Dongxing was startled and asked, "What happened?"

Wu Xiaojing swallowed painfully, and gasped, "I... I seem to be really being targeted by something...."

☆, dream (seven)

She said "things", which shows that in Wu Xiaojing's heart, it is not "people" who are staring at her.

Wu Xiaojing's phone call was full of requests for help, so Li Dongxing had no choice but to let her wait at home.