I’m in a Shuraba Every Time I Open My Eyes

Qiao Song didn't know when, he appeared a second personality.

At first, there was only intermittent amnesia.

Some people say he has done things, but he has no reflections.

To this end, he specifically begged his parents to buy a monitor.

It was another memory fragment that woke up. He hurriedly went to see where the pinhole camera was, and found that it was still there, and turned on the phone to check it.

In the video, he sat up from the table and showed a meaningful smile at the place where the camera was.

It's not him, but it's him.

After a long period of time, he began a dialogue and running-in with the second personality.

He is very different from ‘he’, ‘he’ can share his memory, but he cannot have ‘him’.

Qiao Song checked a lot of books, but never went to the doctor.

They are dual personalities that can coexist, and Qiao Song doesn't want to destroy'him', after all, that is also himself.

‘He’ has what he wants, they are one.

Then it became like this. Qiao Song wore a flat mirror. This was their agreement. Later it became natural.

He is the master. He usually appears the most and has priority over the body. Unless he is willing, it will not take long for ‘he’ to get the body.

Qiao Song knew that "he" had an idea for Bai Xiyue, but he didn't expect that "he" actually...

Bai Xiyue thought it was rubbing medicine, but he knew his nasty thoughts!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Now their memories have long been shared, and the softness seems to remain in the palm of their hands.

No... can't think about it anymore!

"Qiao Song? Qiao Song? Are you uncomfortable?"

The teacher was lecturing on the podium, and suddenly saw the study committee sitting underneath lower his head, and seemed very uncomfortable.

Qiao Song was called by his name and suddenly raised his head, feeling his gaffe in class, and shook his head.

Other classmates were watching him, which made him even more embarrassed.

He worked hard to focus his energy on learning, so as to drive away the condemnation and shame in his heart.

During the break, he was like a hurried rabbit, leaving the window in a hurry, afraid to look more.

When Wei Changxi came in the afternoon, she was almost furious when she saw the wound on Bai Xiyue's face.

"how did you make it?"

Wei Changxi's face was gloomy, pulling a chair and sitting beside Bai Xiyue, furious.

He was in a bad mood today, but when he came to school, he actually saw Bai Xiyue being bullied again.

When Wei Changxi was unable to eat dry food, he was bullied last time, and this time he bullied even harder.

"A few people are just asking for trouble."

Bai Xiyue frowned. She originally planned to use Qiao Song to solve this matter, but she didn't expect Qiao Song to come to school and put on glasses to let the first personality come out. This is not very easy.

"Report your name and I will help you with the rest."

Wei Changxi saw the bruises on Bai Xiyue's face and touched them carefully with his fingers.

People who touch him in school always have to weigh whether they are qualified.

Bai Xiyue said her name and propped her face with her arms.

"Count me owe you personal love."

Bai Xiyue felt that even if she didn't say anything, Wei Changxi might check it out. If she found it, she would have to teach it a lesson. Then she would still owe Wei Changxi a favor, but the difference between active and passive.

"It's a trivial matter," Wei Changxi waved his hand indifferently, "Next time you encounter this kind of thing, remember to call me."

What's the matter, let his people be bullied in school, he has not been in vain in the past few years.

When the class was over, Wei Changxi pulled the chair back to her seat, and instead of looking at Bai Xiyue from time to time, she looked at the textbook with an impatient look.

Bai Xiyue knew why.

When I was in Qiao Song's home at noon, the system had already integrated Wei Changxi's data.

Wei Changxi is actually an illegitimate child, and his father is unknown in his household registration.

Wei Changxi only knew about this when he was in junior high school.

He was incredibly unbelievable and hated this so-called identity.

He wanted his mother to sever the relationship and stop destroying the family, but his mother said that his father was divorced long ago.

Later, Wei Changxi learned that his dad had indeed been divorced for many years, but his dad had many lovers. His mother knew this, and was still waiting for the day when she was married by the Ming media.

Wei Changxi knew that all this happened at the same time, it was in the rebellious period of the Second Middle School, and couldn't stand the impact of this kind of three views at all, so he started to mix and give up.

His mother doesn't care about him, her heart hangs on her own man, letting him fall.

So at noon today, Wei Changxi received a call from his mother saying that his dad was back, and his face would be so ugly if he had to go back to eat.

Family, Bai Xiyue noted this point and thought it could be used.

Wei Changxi was in a bad mood today, so when exercising at night, he also brought some venting taste.

Bai Xiyue felt a bit overdone, and her feet touched Wei Changxi's chest.

"If you just want to piling, go and buy an inflatable one. You love to do it, not to roll."

Bai Xiyue is very upset. If this kind of thing is not in the mood, it will be boring. It makes it the same as mechanical movement. This is not unpleasant.

Wei Changxi scratched her hair, looking a little irritable.

He didn't withdraw either, but stayed connected, leaning on Bai Xiyue's body a little depressed.

He was a little wet and sticky, it was sweat that had just shed, and his body temperature was scorching hot.

Bai Xiyue's other foot slipped off his shoulder, allowing him to lean on.

"You were in a bad mood at noon, something on your mind?"

"Ok."

Wei Changxi sullenly replied, holding Bai Xiyue tightly.

Wei Changxi was almost uncomfortable with the unspeakable dullness and loneliness.

No one around knows what his family is like, even the best buddy doesn't know what his family is like.

Wei Changxi had never told anyone, nor wanted to.

This is really shameful and ridiculous.

My mother used to be a junior, and she was an illegitimate child before, so **** shameless.

Wei Changxi was indeed complaining about his mother, but his mother was the one who gave birth to him after all. Wei Changxi complained about her not because of her identity, but because of her mother's obsession.

Obviously that so-called father has many lovers, my mother has to hang on that crooked-neck tree with determination.

Wei Changxi unconsciously touched Bai Xiyue's back, relieving her anxiety.

"About what?"

"My house."

"Forget it, then I won't ask."

Bai Xiyue followed this posture and leaned on Wei Changxi's shoulder.

She answered too quickly, which made people feel a little strange.

Wei Changxi only thought she was very caring, and she seemed to be in a better mood.

His kiss fell on the scars of Bai Xiyue, soft and numb.

The sconce on the wall is on, illuminating the bruises clearly.

Bai Xiyue was originally white, so some bruises looked shocking.

Those traces that looked blue and purple, from another angle, seemed inexplicably unspeakable.

Wei Changxi corrected her attitude after being told by Bai Xiyue. He didn't open and close as before, and had no rules. Instead, he used some honed skills to strike accurately.

Outside the window, the moon was half-curved, and the moonlight mixed with the night slanting shining in, adding a bit of ambiguous and blurred colors.

Wei Changxi looked at the people under her, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were lazily, as if sweet and mature but the ultimate fruit was, with a light sip, the mouth was full of sweetness and full of juice.

But on weekdays, if she doesn't show it, she won't find it.

Only he can see.

Wei Changxi's work was very fast, and Bai Xiyue had only reported her name the day before, but the next day she had been cleaned up.

The girl apologized timidly, her appearance was different from the appearance of tearing her clothes fiercely to take pictures with her mobile phone yesterday.

After solving this trouble, the third exam this semester also arrived as scheduled.

The school divided the examination room based on the examination results. As far as the original owner's results were concerned, Bai Xiyue naturally went to the worst one. It happened that Wei Changxi and her were in the same examination room.

When Bai Xiyue arrived, there was a mess in the examination room.

The human voice is very noisy, I can hardly hear who is talking inside

Some people have already established a relationship with the surroundings, and have discussed it and will see who will copy the answer.

In fact, Bai Xiyue didn't know the significance of doing this. Everyone was in the same examination room, indicating that the level was similar.

Depending on others, maybe I am more right.

The first test was for Chinese. Bai Xiyue didn't plan to soar into the sky and went straight to the Zhiyuan class. Wei Changxi hadn't gotten it right here.

Besides, if she flew, she would probably think she was cheating, although she could completely clarify.

Besides, according to the current situation, even if she has enough grades to enter the Zhiyuan class, the power to select students is still in the hands of the teacher. The teacher does not want her to be easy to ‘make trouble’, so she still can’t go.

But don't worry, take your time, there is still time.

The test papers were neatly laid out, and after Bai Xiyue filled in her name and student number, she started working on the questions.

I chose to make two mistakes deliberately. I just wrote a little casually in the classical Chinese translation and narrative, and the composition was blank. After I finished writing, Bai Xiyue estimated that it would be sixty points.

It was simply the worst language test in Bai Xiyue's academic career, and then there were math English and essays.

Bai Xiyue put the paper aside, took out her own draft paper, and began to draw a line.

In fact, she didn't learn to paint very seriously, but one of her former ex-boyfriends was a well-known painter. She was quick to learn, and she also mastered a bit of technique under the influence of ears and ears, and often practiced drawing and playing.

Wei Changxi was in the examination room and wrote the whole paper. Someone handed him a note and he didn't even read it. Really, although the brother was kind, he really didn't dare to copy it. He was afraid of being correct and moving.

His position happened to be diagonally opposite Bai Xiyue. After finishing writing, he held his head and looked at Bai Xiyue.

His movements were blatant, and he did not hide under the teacher's eyelids.

The teacher walked by his side and knocked on his desk to signal him to converge.

Bai Xiyue turned her head when she heard the voice, and she met Shangwei Changxi's sight.

The young man curled his lips, and his face that had not yet fully opened up had an ambivalent temperament that was both green and mature.

His eyes were reckless and direct, crossing the crowd, the warm winter sun illuminating his side of his face, suddenly, it made people feel a kind of illusion of heartbeat.

It's just an illusion.

Bai Xiyuejian, the pretty Doctor Shang, was able to withstand it, nothing could not stand it.

The author has something to say: Yesterday I wrote at 3:30 in the morning, and it turned out... I went to sleep!

Oh, this chapter counts as yesterday’s update!