Chapter 417 Dual Personality Artist (Seventeen)

Fan Yi didn't ask any more questions, this was the deepest place Wang Du dared to talk about, further questions would only make him suspicious.

When the two walked out of Wang Du's house, it was already late.

They had a casual meal at a roadside restaurant.

Fan Yi has already inquired, Zhou Chuan will be on a business trip for a week before returning, during this time, he also told the nanny that he would go to other places to sketch and paint, and he got rid of the people sent by Zhou Chuan to follow him. , He actually felt like he was really alive.

Fu Xin glanced at the time, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening: "It's so late, why don't we go directly to the hotel?"

"it is good."

Fan Yi had no objection, and reached out to stop a taxi, told the driver the destination, and then sat in the back seat with Fu Xin.

While sitting in the car, Fan Yi suddenly said: "You are not suitable to be a counselor, you are suitable to be an actor."

Not only did she not have the observation ability to see through people's hearts, but she also had every move that he could see through.

Except that his extraordinary performance in front of Wang Du today was beyond his expectation.

Fu Xin also imitated him and said: "You are not suitable to be a painter, you are suitable to be a policeman."

Fan Yi's eyebrows were slightly curved, but his tone was quite flat: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I'm not that righteous, it's just for myself."

In addition to the initial recording that shocked him when he was fifteen or sixteen at the time, the so-called meticulous plan that followed was the result of a young man rehearsing it thousands of times in his mind for revenge.

He looks out the window.

"I don't even know when I split into a second personality. During that time, I was often very sleepy. I went to bed at eight o'clock in the evening, but slept until twelve o'clock the next day. I thought it was my body. sickness, but it turns out there was nothing wrong with it, but one day."

Fu Xin's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he felt that his slow speaking speed was especially suitable for telling ghost stories.

Fan Yi seemed to be trying to trick her, paused for a moment, glanced at her, and then continued: "One day, after I woke up, I suddenly found that my sleeping direction was reversed, and the head of the bed became the end of the bed. People with good quality basically don’t move around after falling asleep, so I put a hidden camera there in the middle of the night and discovered my second personality.”

Fu Xin felt that these words sounded a bit scary, let alone Fan Yi, a person who had experienced it personally: "Then you weren't afraid at the time?"

"It's a little bit." Fan Yi is very honest, "I don't know who 'he' is, but 'he' doesn't seem to know who I am, he just sneaks out every night, but he can avoid Zhou Chuan's all Surveillance, so I began to find that 'he' could be a great help in my revenge plan, I wrote a note before going to bed and told 'him' everything, and 'he' replied me on the note, then We've had a fantastic bond since then."

Fu Xin's eyelids twitched, feeling that Fan Yi's words sounded strange. If she didn't know the inside story like she did, Fan Yi would probably be regarded as a lunatic.

Facts have proved that it is true.

The uncle driver in the front driver's seat couldn't help but asked directly: "Little girl, what's the matter with him, does he have some paranoia?"

Fan Yi's face darkened visibly, and Fu Xin couldn't help laughing.

For a moment, the originally slightly serious atmosphere between the two was instantly broken, and there were a lot of laughs.

(End of this chapter)

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