Qi Si found it difficult to accept this truth.
"According to what you're saying, I'm actually someone with multiple personality disorder?" Qi Si asked with some difficulty.
If that was really the case, then were his jumbled memories also the result of multiple personalities?
Did this so-called "transmigration into a novel" not exist at all?
Bo Yanqi and Qi Wang both fell silent for a long time after hearing Qi Si's question.
"Dun Dun, don't worry. You're fine now. The doctor said that unless something drastic happens, you won't experience that kind of personality confusion again," Qi Wang comforted him.
Qi Si gave a bitter laugh.
Unless something drastic happened?
Easy for him to say. That lunatic had already set his sights on him again. How could nothing happen?
Seeing Qi Si's expression, Qi Wang knew his words lacked any real persuasiveness.
Not knowing how to comfort Qi Si, Qi Wang instinctively looked toward Bo Yanqi.
Without waiting for Qi Wang to ask for help, Bo Yanqi had already reached out and pulled Qi Si into his arms.
Qi Wang's face darkened, and he resisted the urge to go over and kick him away.
"Don't be afraid. It's not as bad as all that. You were only four back then, and he couldn't do anything to you. Now you're twenty-two and about to turn twenty-three. He has even less chance of touching you."
Bo Yanqi gently squeezed the back of Qi Si's neck.
"Eighteen years have passed. He might already be a white-haired old man. You could send him flying with one kick. What are you afraid of?"
"Pfft—" Qi Si had been quite flustered, but he couldn't help bursting into laughter at Bo Yanqi's words.
"Send him flying with one kick? Aren't you worried he'll fall over and extort