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"Then, can you let me go now?" Bo Fuzhang looked at Song Ruojin and said with a smile.

Song Ruojin was originally sitting on the TV cabinet in a daze, but when she heard what Bo Fuzhang said, she seemed to wake up suddenly, and said quickly, "How do I know you're not lying to me."

Bo Fuzhang said, "You can't retrieve Guan Jiu's treatment records, but I can. I can transfer those records to you."

Song Ruojin didn't show it on the surface, but in fact, she already believed it in her heart.

In the previous ten minutes, Bo Fuzhang told her something that she had suspected for a long time.

If Guan Jiu had only a performance personality, then simple psychological counseling should have made her feel much better, and there was absolutely no need for her to reach the level of performance art she is now.

Now, it's not so much that she role-plays that she can't control it, but that she enjoys doing it.

Or rather, it made her feel at ease.

It's not that Song Ruojin didn't think about the reason why this happened, but when she wanted to investigate in depth, she couldn't find any other clues except Guan Jiuming's resume at the Public Security Bureau, so she had to let it go.

Because of what Bo Fuzhang said just now, it has to be said that it just solved her doubts.

Bo Fuzhang told her: "Three years ago, the reason why Guan Jiu retired from the front line was because she was diagnosed with multiple personality disorder."

"But her sub-personality dominates the overall situation, while the main personality is muddled. For example, the main personality is obsessed with role-playing, and after the personality switch, the main personality can't know what the sub-personality has done, but the sub-personality can know what the main personality has done. everything of."

"So even for people close to her, it is often difficult to judge whether she has changed her personality again."

When talking about this, Bo Fuzhang paused, looked at Song Ruojin probingly, and said, "The reason why you want to keep me is because of what Guan Jiu said to you."

She knew there was one thing, and as Song Ruojin who liked Guan Jiu, she would definitely be very concerned about it.

Sure enough, Song Ruojin showed a moved expression, and cast her eyes on Bo Fuzhang, and quickly moved away.

Bo Fuzhang knew that such an expression represented another concealment, so he raised his eyebrows and leaned closer to Song Ruojin, and said, "She said she likes me?"

Song Ruojin took a step back and sat on the TV cabinet.

She bowed her head and pondered for a long time, until finally Bo Fuzhang lost his patience and asked the question of whether he could leave at the beginning.

But Song Ruojin seemed to be in an endless tangle, her expression fluctuated, but she didn't give any effective response.

After Bo Fuzhang and Song Ruojin talked for a while, their mouths became thirsty, so they stood up and poured a cup of black tea from the kettle on the bedside table. Seeing that there were two cups, they poured two cups, then held them in their hands and sat back the original position.

Song Ruojin subconsciously took one of the cups, but Bo Fuzhang withdrew his hand and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Song Ruojin was at a loss, didn't one of the cups be poured for her?

In the end, she watched Bo Fuzhang drink both cups and put the cups on the carpet beside her.

Bo Fuzhang drank the water, licked his lips, and said, "I'm telling you this because of the good relationship between you and Ruyi—I guess, you must have been imprisoned by Guan Jiu when you locked me up." I can always feel that I can guess her methods, she is a person who has always harmed others and benefited herself, and only seeks profit."

After saying this, she added another sentence: "I don't care if you get mixed up with Guan Jiu, but I hope you can stay away from Ruyi."

As soon as the words fell, Song Ruojin showed an unhappy expression, but just as she was about to speak, Bo Fuzhang immediately interrupted her.

"Give me the phone."

Song Ruojin froze for a moment.

"If you don't give me your phone now, something will happen to your house."

Of course Song Ruojin didn't believe it, and said suspiciously: "Don't try to do anything, there are a group of people around outside."

Bo Fuzhang himself didn't have any prejudice against people who thought they were smart, and seeing Song Ruojin's stubbornness at this moment, he still became impatient: "Although you make trouble for me, I am an easy-going person after all, but if you keep making trouble, I'll tell you why Guan Jiu tried every means to drag me into the water, and I'm not sure how long people outside of you can protect you."

This is already a naked/naked/naked threat. Song Ruojin probably has never been threatened like this in her entire life. She certainly believed it in her heart, but somehow she became a little unconvinced.

"It's only the second day now. I'm afraid it will take a day to find out that you are missing, and it will take a few days to judge that something happened to you. Even if you really have some means, I still have enough time, right?"

Bo Fuzhang looked at Song Ruojin who was looking up with his head up and his chin proud, and felt that Song Ruojin was like a well-bred and well-loved cat, and subconsciously wanted to raise his head to scratch her chin.

But when she was about to raise her hand, she suddenly thought of Yu Yiru.

She remembered Yu Yiru holding her fingers and saying: "Since your actions are always misunderstood, you should do less misleading actions."

Yu Yiru's hand was soft and warm, while Bo Fuzhang was just being held, as if his heart was being squeezed tightly, and he felt that the frequency of his heartbeat was different from usual.

So at this time, Bo Fuzhang was always thinking, Yu Yiru, who said such things and did such things, did she know that the person whose hand she held was wandering?

In the past, Bo Fuzhang always didn't understand what misunderstood actions were, but now she understood.

Because Yu Yiru kept approaching, when Yu Yiru rested his head on her shoulder, when Yu Yiru smiled at her without haze, she knew for the first time that these movements and expressions had such incredible power.

That said, these are misleading moves.

So Bo Fuzhang withdrew his hand, and suddenly became more irritable.

She thought, how anxious Yu Yiru must have been since she left suddenly for so long.

She stared at Song Ruojin, her original smile and casualness gradually turned into a falcon-like gloomy sharpness, she stood up from the bed, looked down at Song Ruojin and said: "A person who only lives in a birdcage really wants to try it out." How unexpected is the outside world?"

Song Ruojin found that she was almost speechless under the pressure of this gaze.

Ever since she was a child, she would only feel this way when she talked to her father again. She had already begun to waver, but she was still somewhat unwilling. According to her original plan, by tomorrow, she still had more questions to ask Bo Fu Zhang.

She clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, and was about to speak, when the house suddenly shook.

At the same time, there was a loud explosion-like noise somewhere outside the room, and she fell from the TV cabinet because of the shaking, and fell to the ground.

The door was knocked violently, and the bodyguard said outside: "Miss Song, the study exploded."

Song Ruojin was dumbfounded: "Explosion, explosion?"

"Yes, it was our fault, but someone seems to have broken in."

Song Ruojin looked at Bo Fuzhang and forgot how to breathe for a moment.

"Who the hell are you?" she couldn't help blurting out.

Bo Fuzhang did not go to help Song Ruojin who was lying on the ground, but still only said: "Give me the phone."

If you are still stubborn at this time, you are stupid. Song Ruojin quickly handed the mobile phone in her pocket to Bo Fuzhang. After watching the other party press a few times, the screen went black, and the mobile phone changed into a system like magic. , and then Bo Fuzhang typed a few lines on the phone interface, and then stuffed the phone into his pocket.

Song Ruojin opened her mouth to speak, but after thinking about it, she still didn't say anything.

But looking at the other person's expression, Bo Fuzhang immediately thought of something.

She thought to herself that if this matter is not resolved, Guan Jiu will still use it as a weapon, so she simply said: "I know what you are worried about, but this is Guan Jiu's own business and has nothing to do with me."

Song Ruojin looked up at Bo Fuzhang with a rather sad expression: "If she likes you, wouldn't I have no chance at all?"

Bo Fuzhang crossed his chest and looked down at the poorly dressed Song Ruojin: "She doesn't like me, her sub-personality likes me."

"Isn't it the same?"

Bo Fuzhang was too lazy to continue talking to Song Ruojin.

At this time, she felt that Guan Jiu was hateful and cunning, because thinking about it now, the person who talked to her the day before yesterday must have already been a sub-personality—no, maybe it was already a personality before, thinking of letting Yu Yiru have sex with such a dangerous person During the conversation, Bo Fuzhang almost wanted to listen to all the tapped recordings from beginning to end.

She didn't care about Song Ruojin, who was kneeling on the ground with a puzzled expression, thinking that she had completely done her best, so she opened the door and walked away under the eyes of a group of bodyguards who wanted to stop but didn't dare.

……

Yu Yiru was watching Bo Furong play the game while checking the time on the phone.

In fact, only half an hour had passed, but she always had the feeling that half a day had passed.

Bo Furong only used one hand to control the mouse, and the other hand supported a bored face. Seeing Yu Yiru fidgeting, he said casually: "By the way, what is the relationship between you and that guy?"

"That guy?" Yu Yiru didn't react for a while.

"That's the guy." Bo Furong pursed his lips impatiently.

Yu Yiru's mind was full of knots anxiously, and it was only after seeing Bo Furong's expression that he realized that he was talking about Bo Fuzhang.

"In terms of relationship...it should be a roommate." She said quite conservatively.

Bo Furong had a look of disbelief: "What roommates, they live together."

After hearing this, Yu Yiru suddenly felt that it was time for him to educate his younger brother for Bo Fuzhang: "You know so much, did you have a girlfriend in school?"

Bo Furong pretended to focus on the screen and said, "No."

Yu Yiru has seen people who want to hide their feelings, there are eight hundred if not one thousand, and it can be seen at a glance that the other party is not telling the truth.

She didn't puncture it, watched the game for a while, and when it seemed the most intense, she said slowly: "Is her grades not as good as yours?"

Bo Furong: "No, her Chinese is pretty good."

Yu Yiru looked at Bo Furong with a smile, and then saw that the game character was beaten half to death because of the sudden panic.

Just when Yu Yiru was thinking about why he had degenerated into entertaining a child, the door of the carriage was suddenly opened.

If Yu Yiru felt something, she turned around.

Someone stood against the light at the door of the carriage, and his whole body turned into a black silhouette.

Bo Fuzhang walked into the carriage and said with a smile, "I'm back, Ruyi."

Yu Yiru blinked her eyes.

Perhaps because the light was too strong, tears overflowed from the eyes in an instant.

She always felt that she hadn't seen Bo Fuzhang for so long that she forgot that the other party's voice could bring her such throbbing.