It was ridiculous to the extreme. It wasn't until after getting into the gospel car of Erling Gospel Church that she had a full 30 minutes of thinking time that "she" suddenly remembered this damn thorny question.

Not only is the situation of "her” prime-p facing the two extreme scales of mania and melancholy that are constantly torn apart, but what's worse is that “her” responsibility as a bodyguard has gradually begun to waver.

Fong Xuan still simulated the classic car image of "holding the bag, resting the chin in the hand, and looking out the window with a dull face" that perfectly imitated the behavior of the prime-p.

Everything about "her" will be completely connected with the prime-p, in simple terms, she is "her". Therefore, in order to bear the title of bodyguard, "she" must not be quite emotional, and no matter what happens, it is almost impossible to cause "her" brainwaves to fluctuate so much.

This is the phenomenon that someone can stabilize the situation behind to prevent the prime-p from accidentally losing control. It can ensure that the prime-p will always be the main personality, and the protection of personality will never replace the real one.

But Fong Xuan was surprised to find that she gradually began to have a personality that "belongs to herself".

Although Fong Xuan must be equated with Yu Ruoling, just like when scientists first studied replicants, they cannot be sure that there will be no other mutations. If the autonomy of "her" becomes more and more obvious, then in the end, even though "she" is still called the bodyguard, “she” is no longer Yu Ruoling's clone.

In contrast, Yu Ruoling transformed the "true" into a typical dual personality. To use medical terminology, it is dissociative identity disorder.

The link transmission between "her" and her no longer exists at present, and the possibility of controlling from madness to rationality in the future is zero. Even if “she” can still do the communication process when Yu are awake, the maximum benefit is always only allowed to stay at "admonishing", not "guiding".

What sounds like a small difference subverts the entire cycle. From now on, Fong Xuan can take over the dominance of this body anytime and anywhere, without Yu Ruoling's consent - although it is not necessary in critical moments when forced exchange is originally required.

Although the above inferences are all "possible" directions in the future..., "she" was a little distracted thinking about it, and unconsciously saw the rearview mirror with slightly chilling eyes.

It should have been pitch black, like the pupils of a lone wolf in the dark night, but a few strands of deep red flowed in an instant. "She" was startled, and calmly took out the mobile phone in the brown coffee backpack to check again, but the pupil membranes were all stained with a strange wine red.

Fortunately, the chroma and brightness are not high. If one don't observe carefully, ordinary people can't see any difference. Fong Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, at least “she” wasn't overly recognizable, at least "she" was able to hide from these people on the car.

Because "she" doesn't know - because of the failure of the link - when Yu Ruoling will wake up from the rest area in the mind world.

...

Gu Ron'en and Fu Xiangqin were whispering in the corner of the seat in the back row.

"Hey, Fu Xiangqin, let me ask you. "Gu Ron'en spoke extremely fast and the volume was extremely low. A series of sentences were like beans being poured out of a bottle, which made Fu Xiangqin dizzy, "I was talking to Ruoling earlier. Why doesn't she seem to want to talk to me, she doesn't say a few words, and she is very cold, does she not like me？"

"I don't know, if I have a chance, I can ask her for you？"

"Okay！Heheh, let's take a photo, would you？I want to take a photo in the car！"

"Take a picture！"Yuan Junfan almost fell asleep, the potholes on the asphalt road made him sway to and fro, it was really hypnotizing, "Come on！What pictures...？"

"Holy！Are you trying to scare me to deat - Ouch..."Fu Xiangqin was really startled, and her head hit the thin iron handle next to the window.

Suddenly, all seven people on the car turned their heads and stared at her. Lin Xinyong held the steering wheel with both hands and almost honked the horn, so he could only care about it through the rearview mirror rather helplessly.

"That armrest is very fragile. "the driver said with an obvious laughed-feeling, but his face was keeping serious, "If it breaks, you will have to pay for it."

Xinyong, brother, shouldn't you be concerned about the back of her poor head...？Fu Xiangqin looked like confused, and turned her head to see her old sister, "Fu Xianghui, what are you laughing at？”

The guitarist of the Arise Youth Worship Band, who was very happy to see her sister make a fool of herself, simply "hahahaha" and gave up struggling mercilessly.

Fu Xianghui was trying very hard to hold back her laughter, but Fong Xuan who was sitting on her right could see it clearly.

"Oh my My God, hah...Xiangqin, is your head okay？"

Yuan Junfan, if you don't make that laugh, you will perform perfectly, Fong propped her jaw and thought to herself, and continued to turn around and stare at what happened on the street, without further commenting on the farce.

Fu Xianghui and Huang Yinke, who was sitting on the far left, all joined the photo group, and even Zheng Wenhuan, who joined the fellowship not long ago, seemed to get along well with them. At this time, apart from Lin Xinyong, the consultant who was driving the Gospel car, and Shao Xu'an, who was in the passenger seat, only "her” - Fong Xuan was quietly leaning against the car window.

The indifference towards them have turned into a barrier between heaven and hell. Yu Ruoling keeps reminding "her" of the entangled emotions of whether to love, desire or hate this group of people, and these are what "she" should bear in the first place, but "she" feels inexplicably that everything about Yu Ruoling is slowly far away from “her”.

Farther and farther away from “her”.

Like the center of a landmass, which seemed to be a whole, is gradually broken, until the sea finally fills the unfathomable gully, and they will truly become two prime-ps.

Who can tear down the partition wall in the middle and recover the humiliation, the fear of her peers and the contradictory longing for her peers to rely on day after day？

Who can heal the broken memory and soul, and make the two become one？Shao Xu'an quietly looked at the bustling, busy and troubled world outside the windshield, but his thoughts had already drifted back to the first time he saw her on the playground, acting like no one else was mad.

*

April is approaching, and the approach of Easter has led to a large number of business opportunities for Gospel-only stores.

At the same time, in general department stores and bookstores, a series of bunny and Easter egg decorations are placed in order to enhance the atmosphere. The youthful grass green, the passionate fire orange, and the delicate and lovely pink flood the eyes of consumers.

From a psychological point of view, a specific color paired with a specific music style can timely arouse more purchase desires from customers who are willing to spend money.

Gabrielle, a foreign missionary stationed in Erling Gospel Church, stayed in the church kitchen all afternoon.

Due to the festival, she plans to distribute more than 200 boiled eggs decorated with classic Easter colors to the church members at noon tomorrow - to coincide with the lunch time and group gathering after the Sunday service.

Chen Tianyun, He Wanying and Lin Xinyong were also crowded there. Four large bags of eggs specially ordered from the market were placed neatly on the reception table behind the main hall outside.

The elevator door opened, and a firm but gentle figure walked in. It was 5:30P.M in the afternoon, and there was still an hour and a half before the party. If she didn't like the crowded feeling of a group of people in front of her, she would never have given up the soft touch of the sofa so early.

But.

Why does it seems that there are so many people today and the voice is so loud？

Yu Ruoling plucked the black hair on her head that was blown like straw by the wind, let out a sigh of relief, and decided to sit down and play her mobile phone to spend a wonderful time alone.

...Okay, Wanying, do you have a good ear？She had just put on the earphones and listened to the music for less than a minute, and it hadn't even finished the prelude.

Why are you standing in front of me smiling so brightly？Yu thought expressionlessly.

You smile so brightly, I am really embarrassed.

"...Hello？"

"Hey ya~Ruoling, come and help us！Sitting here is so boring, isn't it？"

No, Yu thought, as long as you have fun making the giveaway, why bother with her？It was quite frustrating to hear the music get stuck halfway, so she just pretended she didn't understand anything.

He Wanying seemed to see her（pretend to be）doubts, and simply took out the newly wrapped Easter egg hidden behind her back.

"Pastor Gabrielle said she bought too much, and each of us can take some home~ "She couldn't help but put the round object into Yu Ruoling's hand, and dragged the girl's arm into the kitchen, "Come on~with us together and let's play~"

Yu："……"

...Well.