Mr. Zhou with dual personality

Zhou Ming woke up, it was already bright outside, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

He couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. In fact, the last scene in the dream was too shocking and sad.

This was the first time that he could not remember clearly what happened in the dream. Before that, Zhou Ming could actually remember very clearly.

He doesn't seem to be experiencing a dream, but instead, he is experiencing things in reality—that space seems to be another world that only belongs to them.

This time when Zhou Ming woke up, he had the feeling that we usually have after waking up from a dream. Usually we sleep and dream, and when we wake up, our memory is fuzzy. We can only rely on us to lean on the head of the bed and think carefully.

What is in my dream?Zhou Ming thought that he was not used to this feeling.

Now Zhou Ming only remembers the last part, the handsome and outrageous man smiled slightly, there was bitterness in this smile, and there were other unspeakable things.

Zhou Ming couldn't figure it out, but felt a little sad for this laugh.

Only Zhou Ruo himself knows what is in these eyes, and no one else can guess what is in his eyes at all.

Zhou Ming couldn't guess, he wasn't even sure if Zhou Ruo wanted to say something in the end, he just felt a little sad for this laugh, and he himself seemed to follow Zhou Ruo in this white space.

He saw the man smiled, very lightly, his figure slowly blurred, and he was disappearing.

Am I going to lose him, Zhou Ming thought.

At this moment, he seemed to be cast by some magic, and could only watch Zhou Ruo slowly disappear into the hazy white, unable to move.

No one can stop Zhou Ruo's decision. This man seems to have made this decision a long time ago. Now, no one can stop him, not even himself.

Zhou Ming wanted to cry, he wanted to hold back, he didn't like this feeling, his heart was clenched, something hit his heart one by one, this feeling made his whole body tremble, and the blood spread to Zhou Ming's neck and face.

It was very hot, but he still couldn't hold it back, so he cried.

There was no cry, only body trembling, no tears.

It was the second time he actually cried.

Many people say that people are cheap creatures, and only when they are lost can they know how to cherish them.

Because people's senses are sometimes extremely dull, he doesn't know what he needs, he can't see his own heart.

Unlike the extremely blooming flowers on the side of the road, it blooms gorgeously and promiscuously, and it has no shame.

People are dulled because they can't hear the voice in their own mind.

Right now there is only pain.

It was so intense that no one could ignore it; the pain that hit in an instant made this man who couldn't know his heart scared.

It was only at this time that Zhou Ming realized what Zhou Ruo meant to him.

He is no longer as simple as a villain in a novel, he is Zhou Ruo, he is the boss.

During this long ten-year journey, this actually fragile man has been hiding by the side of the road.Zhou Ming thought, his whole body trembling as he thought wildly.

It seems that after a long time, and it seems that in an instant, this illusory, invisible shadow collapsed.

Countless fragments scattered around, like a special effect of a certain movie. Zhou Ming carefully identified it, only to see that a movie was playing in each fragment.

When he wanted to look more carefully, his eyes went dark—he was ejected.

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a week later.

Zhou Ming's attending physician finally determined that Zhou Ming's "another personality" had disappeared, and let Zhou Ming go.

He was a little puzzled, Zhou Ming was the only one he had ever seen who didn't listen to his advice at all, cooperated with the treatment, and his condition didn't seem to be getting better.

But overnight, another patient with fusion personality.

He looked at Zhou Ming with complicated eyes, but due to Zhou Ming's identity, he didn't say anything in the end.

Zhou Ming didn't care how curious the doctor was, he went through the discharge procedures without saying a word, and was about to go home.

Zhou Ruo disappeared, and Zhou Ming suddenly felt that staying here was meaningless.

And he can no longer reach the space that he had no choice but to enter before.

He felt that he was no different from his former self overnight.

The butler was busy packing things, making the hostess, who had been away from home for a year, comfortable.

Zhou Ming was a little uneasy, he was not Zhou Ruo, the housekeeper loyally loved him, and it was not him, which made him suddenly at a loss.

Sitting restlessly on the sofa, Zhou Ming took a sip of water and asked the butler who was still busy to sit down.

The old butler looked at him holding back something, and suddenly felt a certain uneasiness in his heart.

Zhou Ming didn't know what to say, but seeing the butler's expression as if he knew something, he went all out.

"Actually, I'm not him..." Zhou Ming said, it was easy for him to open the chatterbox, "Zhou Ruo...has disappeared..."

The old butler couldn't control his expression for a moment, he looked very sad, but he still controlled it.

He has always been a bystander, so he can see clearly; he came to Zhou Ming's side and got to know Zhou Ming well.

He knew that Zhou Ming and Zhou Ruo were two different kinds, and even their way of thinking was somewhat different.

When he saw that Zhou Ruo's liking for Zhou Ming intensified, he guessed the ending.

Sighing, the old housekeeper looked at Zhou Ming's expression. The man's expression also contained the same sadness as him.

He seemed to understand something, and he felt a little sad, "You don't have to be sad, he will be very happy if you live here with peace of mind. I watched him grow up and knew that he went astray, and the ending now is not too bad. It's better than being killed by enemies."

Zhou Ming pursed her lips, and recalled the enduring image in her mind, that man with a sad smile.

Zhou Ruo died, and in front of Zhou Ming, he turned into fragments and disappeared in the white barren land, where there was nothing but white light accompanying the man.

He wanted to say that it was not good.

Confronting the enemy, at least he is willful and thoughtful, not so sad.

"Can you, tell me about Zhou Ruo's past." Not the villain Zhou Ruo's past, but this world's, Zhou Ruo's past.

The two are different and can never be equated.