Ye Xingtong frowned and looked at her with a complicated expression, "You didn't think about fusion at that time?"
"I haven't thought about it... On the one hand, I don't think it's a big problem. On the other hand, the person who raised me doesn't think it's a problem. He likes to see each of us in different physical states and doesn't want to see us. Fusion.”
An Song said calmly.
An Song was grateful to the person who raised them, so he didn't want them to merge, and she wasn't that angry or unhappy.
"Multiple personalities must be integrated, otherwise your spiritual world will collapse over time, which is very troublesome, understand?" Ye Xingtong couldn't help but say.
In his heart, he felt a little disgusted with the person who wouldn't let An Song do the personality fusion.
He didn't know what the other party was really thinking, but he knew that An Song would be in great trouble if he couldn't return to normal.
An Song smiled, "Of course I understand. So when your brother brought it up this time, didn't I tell your brother that you can try to integrate? The people who raised us don't respect us, but I always have to respect myself. Is this true for me?"
"Yeah." Ye Xingtong nodded slightly.
"The girl you like shouldn't be a psycho like me, right?" An Song joked to himself.
"You're not crazy, you didn't do anything wrong." Ye Xingtong didn't like to see An Song belittle himself like this and couldn't help but say.
An Song laughed softly, and then said: "I think you are the only one who can comfort me in this way."
"No, because the girl I like also has a dual personality." Ye Xingtong said.
An Song was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the person in front of him in surprise, "You said... the girl you like also has a dual personality? At such a young age, you can..."
"Yes, even though we were only a few years old at the time, her dual personality was revealed. She couldn't touch alcohol." Ye Xingtong thought of Hong Songan, and his eyes became much gentler.
He didn't know how touching his gentle look was and how much he envied Hong Song'an.
"Did she do personality fusion when she left you?" An Song couldn't help but ask.
In fact, she didn't know why, she just felt that it would be good for her to ask this question now.
Ye Xingtong shook his head, "No, there was no time to find a psychiatrist."
When Hong Songan left, they didn't have time to do anything, they just watched her say goodbye to this world early.
This is a pain point in Ye Xingtong's heart.
An Song felt that if he continued to ask, he would not treat Ye Xingtong well, so he quickly said: "The French food today is not bad...it's just foie gras, it's too cruel."
Foie gras in French cuisine is a type of goose suffering from fatty liver.
Generally, breeders will put the goslings in small cages for the first twelve weeks and fix them on a rack specially designed to train neck muscles.
Then the breeders increased the amount of food every day and stretched the gosling's stomach into a dough bag.
After the neck muscles and intestines of the goslings are trained sufficiently, the farmer will use an iron pipe of 20 to 30 centimeters to penetrate deep into the goose's throat every morning, noon and evening. A mixture of corn and other feed is poured into the goose's stomach from this iron tube.
Before the goose had time to digest it, it started to drink another meal. It is precisely because of such long-term force-feeding that the goose's mouth and esophagus are riddled with holes.
The geese fed in this way are obese geese, and their livers are already diseased.
An Song has seen how humans raise such geese, so he often has some entanglements when eating French food.
She only took a bite of today's foie gras.
"Without buying and selling, there is no killing." An Song said, sighed, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Ye Xingtong, do you think I'm a bit of a virgin?"
Of course Ye Xingtong would not think of such an image of Our Lady of Ansong. Even looking at the girl discussing foie gras at the moment, the little face of Ansongan appeared in his mind.
Hong Songan, isn't she just as cute?
While that girl usually looks cold, she is quite gentle inside.
Just like a perfect little angel, warming all of them.
Meanwhile, outside in the parking lot.
As soon as Hong Yunxi got out of the car, she heard someone say that Ye Xingtong had brought a girl in.
"Is the girl Ye Xingtong brought tall and thin?" Hong Yunxi asked nervously.
In fact, she could roughly guess the other person's identity without seeing the girl's face.
It is precisely because she can guess that her sense of crisis is even greater.
Such a girl, a girl who could completely occupy Ye Xingtong's world...
It's not the dead Hong Song'an, but another girl named An Song...
She really couldn't accept it completely.
Sure enough, what those people said next reminded her of An Song.
She was jealous, but she didn't dare to go in and cause trouble when Ye Xingtong was with An Song.
Because she still needs to show her last bit of persistence in front of Ye Xingtong...
Ye Xingtong must be convinced that she is still kind.
But once the flame of jealousy is ignited, it is not so easy to extinguish.
Hong Yunxi kept controlling her emotions and did not rush in.
Like a person with a special hobby, she sat quietly in the car and spied on everything about Ye Xingtong and An Song.
It probably took a while before she waited for them to come out.
Hong Yunxi was really furious when she saw Ye Xingtong talking to the gentleman.
But there seemed to be nothing she could do, because it was impossible to really rush up and grab An Song's hand to separate her from Ye Xingtong immediately.
Hong Yunxi had no choice but to follow them slowly until An Song got off the car at a flower market on the roadside.
"I want to walk by myself...Ye Xingtong, you don't mind, right?" An Song likes to walk alone in the flower market, so even if she has a crush on Ye Xingtong, she wants to take him with her. .
Ye Xingtong happened to be working, so he said, "If you need other help, you can call me and I will ask my assistant to come over and help you."
"I'm not that weak, Ye Xingtong, go and do your work." An Song also knew that Ye Xingtong had work today.
She was already very touched that he could take time out to care about her. She was so touched that she didn't want to continue to worry about it and delay Ye Xingtong's work.
Watching Ye Xingtong's car gradually go away, An Song turned around and went to the flower market.
Every time she is in the flower market, she will feel a sense of peace and happiness.
Especially today, there were many beautiful Phalaenopsis in bloom. She couldn't help but stand there and watch the Phalaenopsis bloom.
"Miss, do you want to buy a pot?"
