Chapter 416
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Mr. Second Personality
Dressed in oppressive black, the cross hanging from the chain showed a sharp arc, directly facing Song Wen-chuan's forehead.
His voice was hoarse as he propped himself up on the sofa bed.
This was a room with simple furnishings. There was a huge bookshelf against the wall, and it was filled with all kinds of books. Other than that, there was only a sofa bed and a desk.
The air was filled with the smell of old logs.
Mixed with the strange atmosphere, it condensed into an almost absurd scene.
"Mr. Song?"
"Hypnotist?"
The two of them spoke at the same time. Then, they both paused for a moment.
As their eyes met, ripples appeared in the priest's calm blue eyes.
"You must be the other personality in Mr. Song's body? Mr. Song, do you remember what happened just now? "
He spoke Chinese with perfect pronunciation. If one didn't look at his face, they would definitely mistake him for a native of the Hua Nation.
"Another personality?" Song Wen-chuan held his forehead and laughed softly. "No, I'm independent."
"Every person with a split personality would think so, dear Mr. Song."
"I have yet to ask for your name."
Song Wen-chuan curled his lips and did not comment.
"Nolan Nicholson. You can call me Nolan."
"Alright, Nolan," Song Wen-chuan pulled the wheelchair over and got onto it himself. "Listen, no matter what answer he wants from me, he can ask me himself. Also … "
He looked up and his sharp gaze swept past Nolan's face. "I hate it when people pry into my privacy. This … Holy One? Father, the next time I see you, I hope it will be under normal circumstances. "
"Oh, all right —"
Noah shrugged and turned away. "I'm sorry."
He watched as the man drove the wheelchair out of the room. He smiled at the man guarding outside and left.
"Hey! Ah Chuan? Ah Chuan? "
Xie Ziyu called out a few times, but the other party didn't even turn his head. That cold and unapproachable aura gave him goosebumps.
He didn't dare to chase after them.
"He — what's going on?"
Xie Ziyu frowned and looked at Nolan.
"As you can see." Noah put the necklace back on his neck and spread his hands. "It seems that Mr. Second Personality doesn't have a good temper."
"Second … personality?" Xie Ziyu's voice was hoarse. He wanted to laugh but found that he could not.
Especially when those words came from Nolan's mouth.
He had known Nolan for many years. According to him, he was already in his thirties. However, from the time Xie Ziyu first met him when she was studying in Y Country until now, Nolan's appearance had never changed.
Pale and delicate.
They were like the vampires in western dark stories, noble and elegant, but also strange.
After coming into contact with Nolan, he realized that Nolan was a very mysterious person. He guarded a small church. He attended church on time every week and rarely stepped out of the church except for necessary purchases.
It was said that he could hypnotize everything …
"Maybe."
Noah's lips suddenly curled into a smile. He winked at Xie Ziyu slyly and walked out.
"Mr. Second Personality is very interesting. I think I would like to be his friend."
"F * ck …"
Xie Ziyu scratched his head and turned around speechlessly.
He saw a man in his early twenties wearing a priest's outfit walk out of the room gracefully and disappear outside the door.
"What the hell? Mr. Second Personality? Is the world crazy or am I crazy?! "
The effect of begging for monthly votes seems to be very poor every time? Is there a problem with my posture when begging for votes?
Then … 50 monthly votes every day and one chapter?
(End of Chapter)
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