The medicine wore off?!
Chen Zhiyuan hurried over and helped Qin Manjiang up, pinching his philtrum. Why had they switched at a time like this?
Although he had been hoping Qin Manjiang's consciousness would return to his body, Chen Zhiyuan still felt a little disappointed.
As he thought about what Jiang Du had just said, he kept pinching Qin Manjiang's philtrum hard, completely unaware that Qin Manjiang's eyes had been open for quite a while.
"Keep pinching, and I swear I'll die on you."
Qin Manjiang lay in the crook of Chen Zhiyuan's arm, his bright eyes open as he stared at him speechlessly.
"You're awake!"
Startled, Chen Zhiyuan quickly helped him to his feet. "Just now, you... that thing of yours..."
For a moment, he had no idea how to begin. Did Qin Manjiang himself know he had a second personality? Surely he did?
Would discussing his second personality's deductions in front of him be a little presumptuous...?
"What? Just say it!" Qin Manjiang urged.
"All right." Chen Zhiyuan let out a breath and recounted everything that had just happened.
Jiang Du, the hospital, the movie, the fourth wall, the medicine they had yet to take... As Chen Zhiyuan spoke, Qin Manjiang gradually understood what had happened while he was asleep.
When his body and mind had been exhausted to their limits, he had already felt another consciousness about to emerge, one he could barely suppress any longer.
He had been prepared. He knew there was very likely another consciousness inside his body, and that consciousness was extremely likely to be Jiang Du.
But when Jiang Du's consciousness actually emerged, none of the aversion or resistance he had expected to feel appeared.
Instead, there was familiarity... closeness... like two branches on the same tree.
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