The notebook is of course not Yang's sudden whims

Oh no, to be precise, there are indeed some unexpected elements in it.

Because Yang suddenly realized a problem before.

If you dig a little deeper, this problem is still very serious.

Because of analysis from various perspectives, no one can determine how long he can maintain such a state.

The state here does not mean that Yang is alive, but that he is dominant.

Simply put, he is not sure when Luo will suddenly seize the dominance and kick him back into the little black house in his mind.

And for Yang, what he fears most is not being locked in a small black room again.

Of course, afraid or afraid, but this is not the biggest problem.

The biggest problem is that during the period when Yang was dominant, he could not determine whether Luo was like him before, and the two were in a relative "willingness" state. Simply put, during Luo's dominant time, Yang has been able to feel all the things he experienced.

In fact, to be precise, they are not "coexisting wills" in the full sense.

Because Yang can perceive everything Luo has experienced, but in the past seven years, once Yang dominated, Luo was in a state of "losing time", that is, during the time when Yang dominated, Luo could not Knowing everything that happened around him is like saying that he was completely in a deep sleep and knew nothing.

And this is what Yang is concerned about.

He has never occupied the dominant position for such a long period of time, so he is not sure whether Luo is in the state of "lost time" at this moment, or that he has the right to be a bystander like he did before.

If it was two weeks ago, Yang would definitely not consider this **** problem.

But now he had to prepare for it.

Because if Luo is in a coma at the moment, everything that happened during this time will be blank for him.

Yang was not sure if he would wake up and find that the dominant person became Luo.

And Luo would not know that all the people he wanted to kill were already dead, not to mention that he was about to die.

So Yang needed to make this worst plan, he wrote all this in his notebook.

Just to remind Luo that may appear at any time.

He had to tell this guy, hey buddy, you're about to burp, now listen, brother I'll tell you how to keep yourself alive

After Yang Ke didn't want to be dominated by Luo, he could only crouch in a small black room and wait quietly for death.

That will be even more terrifying.

After all, this is a "one dead, two lives" thing.

So during this time, Yang recorded everything from beginning to end, told Luo that they had little time, and gradually wrote down his rough plan.

If Luo really dominates suddenly, then when he sees this book, he will naturally know what to do

Yang feels so fucking, Luo can do whatever he wants when he is dominant, but he has to worry about their lives when he is dominant.

But he had no choice but to do so.

Yang Fen's disease book:

"So this is my current progress, and soon I will see our psychologist and unload this **** for eight"

Yang blinked and suddenly found that he had accidentally written out his true thoughts. He quickly crossed a lot of lines to cover the words "sluts" and "Dai Ba Ba", and then replaced them with serious ones. Plan content.

auzw.com But while he was conceiving the language and text, the high-sensitivity sense made Yang notice that someone was approaching himself, so he put away the pen and closed the notebook.

He quietly waited for the man about five or six meters behind him to come over.

The sound of footsteps is very crisp and light, and the pace is fast, you can hear it is high heels, which shows that the other party is a woman. And just from the sound of footsteps, Yang can tell that the other party's walking direction is pointing to himself.

Yang likes his high-precision senses very much.

Just by virtue of the opponent's footsteps, he can roughly trace the general physique of the person in his mind.

After a few seconds, a young woman stood beside Yang.

No, it cannot be called a woman. Although she is indeed older than Yang in terms of age, she belongs to the category of young girls to be precise.

After all, according to the data, she was in her early twenties and was a graduate psychologist.

Yang put away his notebook and looked up at the person in front of him.

It is worth mentioning that the other party's appearance looks younger, or more energetic, than he thought.

The face of a standard Oriental girl with short black hair flush with ear lobes, light makeup and no jewelry.

It doesn't make people feel amazing, but it can give people a very clean and comfortable feeling.

Her upper body is a white shirt, holding a book and a tablet in her hand.

"Luo?"

She sideways her head and asked with a smile.

Her hair tips evenly scattered, forming an extremely harmonious arc, like the blade of a whaling fork.

Yang smiled at each other with a smile.

He didn't speak, but his eyes clearly raised a question to the other party-"How do you know I am?"

"When you write, you will raise your head and look around. It should be waiting for someone." The girl said with a smile, showing a row of white teeth.

"Is this really the professional habit of your psychologist, observing and analyzing people's behavior?" Yang asked.

"You think too much, normal people will judge like this when looking for friends they haven't met." The girl shook her head.

"Oh, too." Yang raised an eyebrow.

"Don't you invite me to sit down?" The girl asked, glancing at the empty seat opposite the sun.

"Please sit." Yang smiled faintly.

"Thank you." The girl bowed her head slightly politely, and then sat down opposite the sun, and placed the tablet in her hand on the inside of the table.

"So, since we have met formally, do we still need to follow the previous rules?" The girl asked.

"Well, no need." Yang shook his head.

"Okay, in this case, I think we need to get to know it formally." The girl generously extended her hand towards Yang and said:

"My name is Zuo Ling, your psychologist."

The corner of the mouth is picked.

He reached for the soft palm and said:

"Luo."

"Your mental patient."