I just want to be soft on her

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Song Cheng pressed the elevator button leading to the second floor. Although she was very scared, she was even more afraid that Jiang Mo would not come back.

Some time ago, she was particularly obsessed with split personality film and television dramas and documentaries. Some split personality patients, if they have a stronger personality, that stronger personality will kill the main personality mentally, and finally replace the main personality.

She didn't want Jiang Mo to do the same, she wanted him back.

"Ding!"

When the second floor arrived, Song Cheng walked out of the elevator. There was no one in the entire corridor.

Even the bright yellow on the wall outside the room made her feel a little panicked.

She walked to the door of Jiang Mo's room, clenched her hands into fists, and cheered herself up in her heart: "Don't be afraid, Song Cheng, there is nothing to be afraid of, just go ahead!"

"Duck rush!"

Song Cheng took a deep breath, put her hand on the doorknob, and turned it hard, "Kacha~"

A crisp unlocking sound resounded throughout the base. Song Cheng pushed open the door and walked in with a look of death on his face.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Mo standing by the window, looking out.

"Why are you back?" He asked her, his tone a little soft.

Song Cheng stood by the door, looked at his back and said, "I thought about it, I don't think I can let you stay here alone."

She looked at the opposite person with a guilty conscience.

"Are you afraid that he won't come back?" Jiang Mo turned around and looked at her indifferently, "Don't look at me with that expression."

Song Cheng turned her head, "Then...then I just don't want to look at you. When will you leave?"

"You really don't like me." He sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Everyone doesn't like me. I thought you would be different from others, but I didn't expect you to be the same."

"My Song Cheng, it's clear that I'm the one who suffers every time, but in the end, it's me who doesn't care about it."

His eyes moved away from her face, "Come back after the new year, he will come back at that time."

"In the future, you won't see me again, you go home, I'm sorry to keep you all night."

Hearing these words, Song Cheng's heart seemed to be touched by something, and she turned her head to look at him.

With a melancholy look, his eyes gradually became hollow, and he stood silently by the window without saying a word.

Song Cheng was so familiar with this appearance, just like her previous self.

Did Jiang Mo create a melancholy personality for himself?
She remembered the introduction in the documentary she watched before. Patients with schizophrenia had experienced some huge psychological trauma before suffering from this disease. Did Jiang Mo do the same.

"I don't want to go home now." She mustered up her courage and walked up to him. "I'm not someone who will leave just by saying a word."

Song Cheng turned her head, deliberately not looking at him, and said stubbornly.

Hearing her words, Jiang Mo burst out laughing, "He should be very happy, you didn't give up on him."

"Oh, I don't know where he is hiding now? The Chinese New Year is only two days away, and I won't be able to see you once after the Chinese New Year."

"Song Cheng, New Year's Eve is my birthday, can you spend it with me?" He suddenly changed the subject, which caught Song Cheng off guard.

She hadn't figured it out yet, and was still thinking about what he said about the Chinese New Year, when she was asked such a question.

"Ah? Can you say it again?" Song Cheng was stunned for two seconds before realizing, "My brain circuit is a bit slow, and I didn't turn the corner."

"Forget it, it's nothing." He turned around again, looking out of the window sadly, the snow was still falling, and piled up on the window sill one after another.

What Song Cheng dislikes the most is people who are half-talking, she turned around, grabbed his arm, and asked: "I told you, my brain circuit is a bit slow, can't you just say it again? "

"It doesn't matter, so what if I tell you?" His tone this time sounded weak, and the corners of his eyes drooped.

Seeing that he didn't answer him, Song Cheng had to find another way. Since he won't listen to you when he talks to you, then let's be soft. Anyway, he can't beat him, so just let it be hard.

After taking a deep breath, she grabbed his arm with both hands, pulled it up twice, cleared her throat, and said to him in an extremely immature voice: "You just... tell... tell ... I cough cough cough."

She couldn't take it anymore, her throat hurt so much that she couldn't help coughing halfway through the speech.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Mo turned around and looked at her with a crazy look.

Song Cheng rubbed her throat, it was really dry and sore, "Forget it, talk about it or not, I'm going to drink water."

"Cough cough..." She coughed twice, then turned around and went to the water dispenser to mix herself a glass of warm water in a paper cup.

After moistening her throat with a cup of warm water, Song Cheng felt much better, and she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little lost.

Then, an inexplicable sense of grievance welled up in her heart, something seemed wrong with her.

"Hold it, hold it back, Song Cheng!" Tears welled up in her eyes, and if she moved, tears would fall from her eyes in the next second.

Song Cheng clenched her hands tightly and kept taking deep breaths. She didn't bring any medicine with her, because the illness hadn't flared up in the past few days.

She thought that she could maintain this state without taking medicine, but today that feeling suddenly came again.

The body trembled unconsciously, but Song Cheng didn't seem to notice it, and just stood there without moving.

"Stop standing there, come here." Jiang Mo called her and let her go.

But Song Cheng shook her head, she can't go there, both of them are sick now, if it irritates him, it won't be good for anyone.

"Leave me alone, I'll be fine soon." There was already a hint of crying in her voice.

There is no way, this kind of disease can attack anytime and anywhere, it does not depend on whether your mood is good or bad.

It is like a hooligan, first destroying your brain, then destroying your heart, and finally destroying your entire body, going on a rampage without giving any reason.

She covered her face with her hands and sobbed softly, feeling a surge of sadness in her heart for no reason.

"I told you to come here, but I didn't listen." Jiang Mo complained and walked to her side, picked up the paper cup she had just drank from, and took another glass of water.

"Here, take it." He pulled away his hand covering her eyes, put a few pills in his hand, and gave her another glass of water.

Song Cheng's eyes were dim with tears now, she looked up at Jiang Mo, then at the medicine in her palm, choked up and asked him, "You...where did you get the medicine?"

"I'll tell you if you eat it." He reached out and wiped away her tears, but she didn't move.He urged again, "Hurry up and eat."

Song Cheng nodded, raised his head and ate it, and asked him, "Now... yes, can you tell me?"

(End of this chapter)