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It rained all day and night.

Obviously, she wanted to know the answer in her heart, but she didn't know why, but Qian Jiangyue was not in a hurry.

He seems to have lost the motivation to chase the truth.

Otherwise, just forget it...

This thought flashed in his mind from time to time, but he couldn't let go of the doubt that caught his attention.

Although there was not enough evidence, Qian Jiangyue firmly believed that during those two seconds, she had missed something.

The monitor speakers were delivered to Qian Jiangyue's door the next day.

After plugging in the power supply and fixing everything, Qian Jiangyue closed the door and pulled down the curtains.

The recording file has been transferred to the computer by him, and he clicked the button to start playing with the mouse.

Compared with the previous dozens of playbacks, this time the sound is much clearer.

"This is... the whistle sound?" Qian Jiangyue noticed the background sound that she hadn't heard before.

The sound is very slight, like a deliberately blurred background sound in English listening, it is very difficult to hear clearly.

Soon, the recording reached the two-second pause.

Because she didn't speak, Qian Jiangyue heard Lian Banxue's breathing, which was relatively faint, but she was still able to confirm this.

After that, two seconds passed, and after the following words were finished, the recording ended.

Qian Jiangyue was not discouraged and pressed it to play again.

This time, he set up a two-point loop playback of AB.

"When was it recorded? Why do I have no impression?" Qian Jiangyue asked.

He was asking himself.

But he didn't expect himself to be able to give an answer. He did so only to test different directions of thinking.

In his own impression, Lian Banxue is not a person who can do this kind of thing. If she wants to achieve the same goal, she has a better way. At least for her, leaving a post-mortem recording is definitely not efficient. Way.

Just say no?

It has been ten times, and Qian Jiangyue still hasn't heard any noteworthy sound.

At some point, he found Nan Yuan standing behind him.

"Don't worry about it? Why would you doubt the other's motives as long as others show you kindness?" Nan Yuan's voice was gentle, and his hand was placed on Qian Jiangyue's shoulder.

Eleven times.

No no no no, still no...

Qian Jiangyue thought.

He ignored Nan Yuan, he needed to concentrate his attention.

But the more so, the clearer the image of Nanyuan in his feeling.

"Physiologically speaking, you are no different from normal people. Why don't you try to integrate into other people's lives? Dinner parties and games. As long as you can relax yourself, you can try it."

"Not everything has a purpose, at least living has no purpose to support it, right? Just like the law cannot restrain the dead."

"Your sense of urgency and your anxiety can't be eliminated by staying away from death. Because you live in this world, you will have these feelings. In that case, why can't you relax?"

"When you die, there is nothing left. People can't always stare at the dark side. That way, life can't go on at all."

Sixteenth time.

It was still playing repeatedly, and Qian Jiangyue's ears had already adapted to the noise coming from the speaker. These noises were like the sound of rain last night, making his heart very peaceful.

White noise.

Nan Yuan stopped persuading, he leaned against the wall.

Qian Jiangyue looked back, her eyes changed a little.

"If I can't get the answer I want under the existing conditions, is it because the conditions given are inherently wrong?"

"This is obvious. Because of my own particularity, I can only use special methods."

"From the moment you appeared, you have been suggesting that you belong to me."

"You keep telling me that you are controlled by me, but in reality? The so-called control is subconscious behavior."

"Since it is subconscious, there are definitely situations that I can't know, just like I can't hold my hair to lift myself up, as long as there is no intervention from external forces, I will never be able to discover those situations that I cannot know.

"Is that so? Nanyuan?"

Unlike usual, this time, Qian Jiangyue directly said her own words.

The two looked at each other, and the two sides continued like this. After half a minute, the two sides still did not give in.

A minute later, Nan Yuan lowered his head and smiled, "Nan Yuan, you didn't name me until in that situation. It's funny, isn't it?"

"It's useless how you tell me. I rely on you to exist. All the information I know is the information in your mind. This cannot be changed. After all, I cannot exist without relying on matter."

Having said that, Nanyuan set his sights on the speakers.

"What did you just say?" Qian Jiangyue suddenly raised her voice.

"What?" Nan Yuan blinked.

"You said that all the information you know is the information in my mind. Why do you say that? Just say that all the information you know is the information I know. Isn't it enough? Why do you stagger it? You should know mine. The mind does not only represent me, otherwise you would not exist in my sight."

Qian Jiangyue stood up and walked to Nanyuan.

"You are too sensitive." Nan Yuan had a smile in his eyes.

"A lot of people have commented on me like this, most of them didn't leave a whole body." Qian Jiangyue replied.

"I don't have a body... Forget it, let's not laugh, I'm serious, just now I just didn't say so rigorously, if you strongly demand, I can answer you with very rigorous content in the future." Nan Yuanqing With a smile, "Of course, I just said that I would do this. As for whether I can do it, that's another matter. You know, any language needs to be combined with context to judge its meaning, otherwise misunderstandings will occur. ."

"You misunderstood me like this." Nan Yuan spread his hands.

Hearing these words ~www.ltnovel.com~Qian Jiangyue sneered, he looked up at the ceiling, "I always thought that I was in good control. Is this really the case? What if I'm dying? What if I'm dying. I'm already crazy, but I don't know it?"

"Haha, how could it be possible?" Nan Yuan put on an expression of'Don't tease me anymore'.

But Qian Jiangyue did not smile, "Isn’t it strange? I’ve been to the mental hospital many times, and I’ve seen related tests. Even if it’s a normal person, as long as there is a certificate from the hospital, the mental hospital cannot tell whether this is a normal person. It is true that there is a mental illness. On the other hand, mental patients also have many daily manifestations that are no different from normal people."

"They are fully able to adapt to daily life, and it is precisely because they are able to adapt to daily life, so they will not be considered as mental illness." At this point, Qian Jiangyue sat in a chair again, "After saying so much, in fact, it is just to me The previous guess was taken out of the memory palace again."

Nan Yuan looked at Qian Jiangyue, he opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

"Then the question now is, how many personalities do I have?" At this moment, Qian Jiangyue's expression became extremely cold.