Narcissistic Patient [Quick Transmigration]

"I always feel like I've seen you before."

"The strap seems to be broken. If you don't mind, I can fix it for you." You Ye picked up Xiao 202's watch and wiped off the rainwater on the surface with his clothes. "I have a watch that is exactly the same."

You Ye held the cleaned watch in his palm and waited for Xiao 202 to make a decision.

Little 202's eyes stayed on the watch for a moment, then turned to You Ye: "Excuse me, are you..."

Just then, You Ye's cell phone rang.

"Hello, yes, don't worry, I've already received Xiaoye." Assistant Ruan Lan made the confirmation call, "No problem, I'll give him the phone right now."

You Ye handed the phone to Xiao 202: "It's your mother's assistant calling, wanting to confirm your situation."

Little 202 is already used to this kind of situation. He picks up the phone clearly and looks at You Ye from time to time while talking on the phone. The assistant on the phone has already explained You Ye's identity as a tutor and the next arrangement, but in Little 202's eyes, Doubt did not go away.

"It's our first time meeting, my surname is Xia." You Ye squatted down, smiled and reached out to Xiao 202.

"Hello, Teacher Xia." Little 202 touched his fingers politely, the fingertips were wet and cool: "How did you find me just now?"

You Ye knew that he would ask this question when he was a child, and he had already thought out the lines to deal with on the way.

"I went to your school and didn't see you, your mother's assistant said you were never late, so I asked a few of your classmates, and they said you were brought here by some seniors, I was worried about something, so I came to see you," You Ye explained, "I met a homeless man on the road, and he showed me the way."

"Thank you." The other party's rhetoric was flawless, but Xiao 202 was still dubious.

He also made no secret of his doubts.

"I'll trouble you to fix the watch for me." Little 202 said.

"Okay."

You Ye took out a thick windbreaker from the motorcycle trunk, wrapped it around the trembling little 202: "Let's go."

……

Inside a clothing store.

"How about this set?" You Ye took off a set of loose-fitting white sweater and black jacket, and handed it to 202, "Do you like it? You can choose one yourself."

In the last second, Xiao 202's gaze also happened to fall on the clothes, but his movements were a step slower than You Ye's.

"That's it." Little 202 took the clothes, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the clothes label.

The part-time tutor, whom he had never met before, picked him just the right size.

"What's the matter? Is the size wrong?" You Ye saw that his expression changed slightly, and asked knowingly.

"Very suitable." Little 202 walked into the dressing room with the clothes in his arms.

While waiting for little 202 to change clothes, You Ye sat by the French window of the clothing store.

The rain kept falling, You Ye looked up, staring at the bright rain under the street lamp in a daze.

After his mother died when he was nine years old, he moved out of the southern city.

Since then, he has been living in the north, and occasionally comes here for filming. He is also a traveler who has been in a hurry, and he rarely has time to stop and recall.

I didn't expect to return to this city in such a way.

In my impression, when winter comes, the dark clouds are always low and heavy over the city, the rain soaks every night, and the damp lights make the city look unreal.

"I've changed it."

While You Ye was in a daze, Xiao 202 had already put on the clothes he had chosen and stood in front of the fitting mirror.

You Ye turned his head when he heard the sound, and turned his gaze to the fitting mirror in front of Xiao 202.

Through the mirror, two pairs of almost identical gray-blue eyes met, and they both froze for a moment.

For a moment, You Ye was a little confused, he didn't know who was himself in the mirror.

Or in other words, no matter which one is himself.

But soon, You Ye regained his composure and returned to his role: "The clothes fit well."

Little 202 went to pay in his clothes, the cashier lady smiled and said, "Your brother has already paid."

"Brother?" Little 202 was stunned for a moment, then nodded politely, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, welcome to visit next time."

The two left the clothing store, and when they left, they heard the young lady in the store exclaim: "This pair of brothers is so beautiful."

The two looked at each other at the same time, You Ye smiled, and Xiao 202 turned his head a little embarrassed.

"Didn't you say to use my pocket money to buy clothes?" Little 202 asked.

You Ye smiled: "But I changed my mind, please treat me to dinner."

Little 202 nodded: "You choose the restaurant."

In the end, You Ye chose a small family fry shop near the school.

The owner is a kind old lady who always smiles. The price is very cheap, but the dishes are impeccable in terms of ingredients and craftsmanship.

It's a pity that Ruan Lan didn't want to bring Xiao Youye to such a crowded family shop back then. Xiao Youye only came once, and he never forgot it.

Later, when I moved out of the city and came back, the shop had already been demolished.

The old grandma brought her special stir-fries and stewed vegetables from home, and placed them neatly in front of the two of them, and said with a smile, "Are you studying nearby? Just after school?"

Little 202 nodded: "Yes."

The grandma sighed: "Your brother is so kind, there are very few boys who are willing to pick up his brother from school now."

Little 202 froze for a moment, then nodded again: "Well, brother comes every day."

Across the hot pot gas, the two briefly looked at each other.

You Ye smiled and lowered his head, not intending to expose the other party, silently picked up a chopstick and put it in the bowl.

The old lady smiled: "The two brothers have such a good relationship."

"You take it easy, tell me if you don't have enough rice, you can add more rice for free," the old grandmother told me again before leaving, "Boys should eat well when they grow up."

"Thank you." The two said in unison.

After the grandma left, the two ate quietly.

You Ye has a habit since he was a child. He doesn't like to talk to people while eating. He will think about some problems while enjoying the food.

So the two were silent in a tacit understanding, and ate a table of meals.

Little 202 liked the meal very much. After eating the last grain of rice in the bowl, he put his chopsticks neatly on the bowl.

"Let's walk home," Little 202 seldom asked, he looked at You Ye and added, "If you're not in a hurry."

The rain stopped outside the window, and the store was located in a residential area, so it was very quiet at the moment, with only the reflection of street lamps blurred by water on the sidewalk.

It is less than two kilometers away from No. 220, Huaining Road. On weekdays, the assistants come to pick up Xiao 202 in a hurry. He lies on the car window every day to see the scenery of the four seasons outside the window. He has never had the opportunity to walk this way. way home.

You Ye put on his coat: "Okay, tell me if it's cold."

As he said that, he took the schoolbag that Xiao 202 hung behind the seat, and carried it on his back.

When checking out, Xiao 202 came to the cash register by himself.

The old woman smiled: "You are the one who pays."

You Ye stood aside: "Well, brother treats me to dinner with pocket money."

The grandma sighed again about the good brotherhood, "Remember to come again next time, there is a discount."

"Thank you, I will definitely come."

The two left the small fried shop and walked along the sidewalk at a leisurely pace. Xiao 202 lowered his head slightly and stepped on the reflection of the street lamp.

You Ye walked on his left, close to the road.

"Mom said you are the most powerful student in the academy." Little 202 said.

You Ye smiled, but didn't answer his words: "Xiao Ye, do you want to act?"

Little 202 nodded: "Yes."

You Ye: "You will only be better than me in the future."

Little 202 looked over: "But you haven't seen my performance yet."

You Ye greeted his protesting sight, his eyes slightly bent: "Is it? But I just know."

Little 202 pursed his lips: "..."

You Ye: "I never lie to children."

Little 202: "..."

After a while, he asked again: "Mr. Xia, have we met before?"

You Ye paused: "What's wrong?"

Little 202 tilted his head slightly: "I always feel... as if I've seen you before."

"Where is it?" There was an imperceptible tension and urgency in You Ye's tone.

Little 202 was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't remember."

"Is that so..."

They turned a corner, and the street lights slanted down, elongating the two figures, one big and one small.

Finally overlapped.

……

No. 220 Huaining Road, the familiar house number and buildings stand quietly in the night.

Xiao 202 took out the key and opened the lock, You Ye followed him into the house.

"I've been here before, I should say I passed by..." You Ye said while changing his shoes, "It's been a long time ago."

Little 202 obediently put away the shoes he changed: "Then Teacher Xia is also a child, right?"

You Ye froze for a moment, then smiled: "Well, it's about the same age as you."

He went into the room, took off his coat, washed his hands, and went into the study with little 202.

The structure and furnishings of the home are exactly the same as in memory, but the memory itself has been blurred.

Little 202 pressed the light: "This is my study, let's have class here."

There is a performance room at home, but Ruan Lan often locks it, and generally does not allow people to come in and out at will.

"Well, no problem..." In the middle of You Ye's words, his eyes suddenly froze, and his eyes were attracted by the paintings scattered in the corner of the study.

The background of the painting is a vast and barren field.

Clouds are low and low on the sea level, a white lighthouse stands on the coastline covered with black reefs, and two figures stand on the observation deck of the lighthouse.

You Ye's heart skipped a beat, his breathing was faster than ever, and he walked forward almost subconsciously.

He is too familiar with this painting... 202 In the script of "No Man's Land", he was given two photos as easter eggs.

The composition in one of the photos is exactly the same as the painting.

But the little 202 in this world doesn't have the memory of the director, so it's impossible for him to remember these scenes and plots.

It is also impossible to remember this lighthouse, that long coastline, and the story of Xia Baidong and Huaishu...

Interlaced and chaotic time and space extend in the painting.

I don't know if it's the trembling feeling of anticipation or worry, like an electric current crawling across Yu Ye's skin.

He was very close to the painting, and a little closer, trying to see the appearance of the characters in the painting.

But the figures on the painting are so small that You Ye can't see their facial features at all.

"What's wrong?" Little 202's voice sounded behind him.

"This painting..." Realizing that his voice was trembling, You Ye paused, readjusted his emotions and asked, "Is this painting your work?"

The author says:

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