Chapter 2270 Difficult to distinguish between true and false
Duanmu Linglong suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the quiet room around her, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and then sat up from the bed.
I don’t know how many times this happened, Duanmu Linglong had the same nightmare every time, and every time she woke up from the bloody mouth at the end.
The only difference is that when I woke up from nightmares in the past, I was surrounded by cold walls, and many times it was even the time when the pursuers arrived.
Duanmu Linglong has not encountered a situation like this for who knows how long.
There are no chasing soldiers, no cold walls, just a quiet space and a warm bed.
For a while, Duanmu Linglong was even a little unable to adapt. She sat on the bed and looked around for a long time. Then she took a long breath and completely relaxed.
Duanmu Linglong looked out the window at the sky full of stars again. She couldn't help shaking her head in self-mockery, then got off the bed, put on her shoes, opened the door and walked out.
"Huh? What does it smell like? It's so fragrant?"
After Duanmu Linglong left the room, she smelled a long-lost aroma almost immediately. At the same time, Duanmu Linglong's stomach began to growl subconsciously.
Following the direction of the aroma, Duanmu Linglong came to the door of the kitchen. When she saw the figures busy in the kitchen, a picture suddenly flashed in Duanmu Linglong's mind.
The content in the picture was almost exactly the same as what was in front of me, except that at that time, there seemed to be a familiar figure beside Chu Yan who was also busy.
The figure was translucent, but judging from the two iconic long legs, the person who had been surrounding Chu Yan seemed to be himself.
"Linglong? Are you awake?"
Chu Yan's voice awakened Duanmu Linglong, who was deep in thought. She temporarily blocked the images in her mind, looked at Chu Yan in front of her, smiled, and replied: "Well. I'm awake. How long have I been asleep?
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"It's just a dozen hours." Chu Yan wiped his hands on his apron as he spoke. After working in the kitchen for a long time, it was time to enjoy a delicious meal.
Duanmu Linglong breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the number told by Chu Yan. To be honest, she was a little surprised. She originally thought she could only sleep for a few hours, but she didn't expect that she could sleep for more than ten hours.
Duanmu Linglong had the longest and most peaceful sleep in a while.
Chu Yan turned around and returned to the kitchen, put the last dish into the pot, then turned around and said to Duanmu Linglong: "Go and prepare, the meal will be served immediately."
"Let me help you." Duanmu Linglong didn't know why she said that. After Chu Yan finished speaking, she subconsciously took over the words without thinking too much. She just followed her feelings.
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Chu Yan looked at Duanmu Linglong's lazy look, thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay, those dishes just happened to be out of the pot. Please help bring the dishes to the restaurant. I have one last dish."
The vegetables will be cooked in a few minutes.”
Chu Yan originally wanted to reject Duanmu Linglong, but looking at Duanmu Linglong's expectant eyes, Chu Yan finally agreed to her request and arranged something relatively easy for her.
Duanmu Linglong nodded, walked into the kitchen, and started serving the dishes. Chu Yan concentrated on finishing the last dish.
A few minutes later, all the food was served. Chu Yan sat across from Duanmu Linglong. Seeing Duanmu Linglong's strong appetite, he couldn't help but smile and nod, saying: "It's time to eat. Let's taste it. Is it still familiar?"
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"Well, okay." Duanmu Linglong didn't seem to notice the strangeness in Chu Yan's words. She accepted Chu Yan's words, then picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
As for what kind of taste is familiar, Duanmu Linglong doesn't know, but she believes that if what she eats is really familiar, or seems familiar, then it should be considered a familiar taste.
Dinner was eaten very quickly, and during the dinner, neither Chu Yan nor Duanmu Linglong spoke, concentrating on destroying the food in front of them.
Unknowingly, there was not much food left on the table. Duanmu Linglong put down her chopsticks, wiped the corners of her mouth, and then showed Chu Yan a smile that she hadn't seen in a long time, and said: "Chu Yan,
Your cooking skills are really great. If I hadn't eaten the food you cooked before, it would be hard to believe it. This taste makes me feel indescribably familiar."
"It seems familiar." These few words are enough for Chu Yan.
He put down his chopsticks, stood up and cleared the table in the shortest possible time. Then he poured a glass of red wine for Duanmu Linglong, and the two of them moved to the big sofa in the living room and sat down, drinking and chatting.
Duanmu Linglong knew what she had to say, because she came to Nanshan and took the initiative to call Chu Yan. Chu Yan took great risks to rescue her. Now Chu Yan definitely needs an explanation.
Chu Yan picked up the wine glass and took a sip, thinking about how to speak. Duanmu Linglong was the first to speak out: "Chu Yan, just ask whatever you want to ask. I don't know where to tell you, so you ask
Whatever, I’ll answer whatever you want, okay?”
Duanmu Linglong's initiative made Chu Yan nod. This also saved the two of them the trouble of roundabout greetings. Going straight to the topic is often the most efficient way to communicate.
After thinking for a short time, Chu Yan asked the first question: "Linglong, can you tell me about your mental illness? I believe you are not mentally ill. I need to understand your situation, so I hope my words are not wrong.
It breaks your heart."
Chu Yan originally didn't want to say the word mental illness, but he hesitated to change the words when he said it. Finally, he just said it. Duanmu Linglong shouldn't be angry anyway.
This was also true. Duanmu Linglong was not so stingy yet. She nodded, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, with a complex expression on her face as if she was thinking about how to speak.
After a long time, Duanmu Linglong sighed softly and said in a faint voice: "Chu Yan, this matter is a bit complicated to talk about. Do you still remember the last time you sent me to the airport?"
As soon as Duanmu Linglong finished speaking, she directly asked Chu Yan a question.
The answer to this question was very clear to Chu Yan, so he nodded and said, "I remember that your head hurt at the time. I asked you and you said it was nothing, so I didn't ask any more questions."
Chu Yan knew that Duanmu Linglong would not ask such a question for no reason, so he immediately answered it with his own thoughts mixed in.
Duanmu Linglong nodded directly after listening to Chu Yan's words and continued: "That incident is not the first time. My headaches have lasted for more than a year, but they have become more and more frequent recently. You send me
After that incident, I accidentally dropped the medicine and stopped taking it. This situation only lasted for less than two weeks, and I started to have hallucinations, and there were some strange pictures and sounds in my mind."
"Where is your mother? Didn't you do something?" Chu Yan interrupted at the right time and asked.
Mentioning her mother, Duanmu Linglong immediately shook her head and said: "I didn't tell her, but she still knew it. After knowing it, she directly took me to see a psychiatrist, saying that I had a problem in my mind and needed to
Get treatment."
After Duanmu Linglong said this, her eyes showed uncontrollable loss and sadness, but there was no hatred.
When Chu Yan heard this, he couldn't help feeling that something was wrong with Duanmu Jingya's behavior. He thought for a moment, and then asked Duanmu Linglong: "Linglong, does your mother care too much about you? That's why she's worried about something happening to you?"
Originally Chu Yan wanted to find a reasonable reason for Duanmu Jingya's existence, but Duanmu Linglong simply shook her head and said: "I don't know, but I didn't see concern in her eyes.
All I felt was worry and a vague fear."
"Fear?" Chu Yan did not expect to hear this word from Duanmu Linglong's mouth.
Duanmu Jingya is justifiable to worry about Duanmu Linglong. What is she afraid of?
Subconsciously, Chu Yan's question came out of his mouth.