Four Split Personalities

This made it even more difficult for him to understand.

As for Yi Dong himself, although he would intentionally or unintentionally convey messages to Motan like ’I’ve let it go’, ’My dad and mom are such good people’, ’I love them so much’, which didn’t seem like lies, Motan still knew very well that there was still a slight, imperceptible ’barrier’ between him and his parents.

From the moment he was brought back home, the ’barrier’ had always been there, and under the care of his parents, it indeed grew smaller and smaller, until it became the so-called ’slight’ and ’imperceptible’.

However, even if this ’barrier’ would continue to diminish over time, transforming from ’imperceptible’ to ’almost non-existent’, it would never disappear.

Or rather, as long as the initial ’knot’ isn’t untied, the barrier will never disappear.

Motan is Yi Dong’s best friend, and he is also very fond of Yi Nan and "Gu Yan Yue", so he does not wish for there to be any flaws in the family’s relationship.

But he cannot resolve Yi Dong’s heart knot, nor can he straightforwardly ask Yi Nan and "Gu Yan Yue" about related issues.

The reason is simple: even if Motan has a great relationship with Yi Dong, their friendship even surpasses the concept of kinship in Yi Dong’s mind, but these are two different things.

Unless Motan ruthlessly underwent a sex change surgery, becoming a literal ’Tan Jiang’ or ’Mo Morse’, and then courted Yi Dong and married into the Yi Family to become ’family’ in the most hardcore way, it would indeed be challenging for him to intervene in this matter.

However, at this very moment, Motan unexpectedly found himself with an opportunity.

An opportunity, though unsure if it could solve the problem, at least might reveal the truth!

Currently sitting across from him is Yao Qianhan, a high-quality woman with power, influence, money, and leisure, who has quite a good relationship with Yi Dong’s parents.

Nearly thirty years ago, she even attended the same school as Yi Dong’s father, though it seemed neither were very regular attendees.

In short, whether it was a moment of impulse or a spontaneous decision, Motan rather abruptly posed a question to Yao Qianhan—a question that had been troubling him, and more so Yi Dong, for a long time—"Why was Yi Dong sent to an orphanage?"

He frankly asked Yao Qianhan to clarify it for him and gave a firm ’yes’ when she inquired, "Does it matter to you?"

However...

"This is not something you should know."

Yao Qianhan sighed softly and shook her head slightly. "I’ve been to their house many times, and Xiao Yidong has never asked me such a question. He’s very sensible."

Motan furrowed his brows slightly and said softly, "But I’m not as sensible as he is."

"You are an outsider, Motan,"

Yao Qianhan averted her gaze, rubbed her forehead somewhat helplessly: "You understand? An outsider."

Motan squinted his eyes, not showing any obvious emotion, only thoughtfully repeating, "An outsider..."

Yao Qianhan nodded: "That’s right."

"An outsider."

Motan subconsciously pressed his index finger against his chin, murmuring, "Not a stranger... but an outsider?"

At that moment, a strange gleam flashed through Motan’s eyes, his relatively thin lips pressed tightly together, his gaze fixed on his lap as if engaged in some internal struggle.

And Yao Qianhan did not miss this detail and, after a brief moment of contemplation, subconsciously clenched her fist.

She had long considered a certain possibility... despite it supposedly being impossible in theory...

The next instant, Yao Qianhan seemed to make a certain determination and unhesitatingly activated her ability.

Yes, ability.

More accurately, it should be something akin to a superpower, something uniquely possessed by the ’outsider’ group—Symbolic Power.

Unlike ’techniques’ and ’formulas’, concepts that every outsider can acquire through learning and practice, the Symbolic Power of each outsider is unique, like DNA.

And Yao Qianhan, holder of the title [Heavenly Listener], her Symbolic Power is related to the word ’listen’.

For instance, now, although she only stimulated the lowest degree of her ability, in this moment Yao Qianhan has already monitored Motan’s heartbeat, blood pressure, breathing rate, additionally including theoretically impossible-to-’hear’ phenomena such as the latter’s body temperature, muscle tremors, skin resistance, and so forth.

But Yao Qianhan can hear it; as the highest officer of the outsider group’s base in City B, though not proficient in combat, she is acknowledged within the industry as ’the most difficult woman to handle’, she can hear it.

Then, Yao Qianhan suddenly asked Motan a question, "By the way, Motan, when was the last time we met?"

"Huh?"

Motan was first stunned, then mulled somewhat puzzledly for a while before replying, not very confidently, "Last year’s New Year’s Eve party?"

"Liar."

Yao Qianhan said softly, then sternly looked at the seemingly confused Motan. "I don’t want you to lie."

Motan bashfully scratched his head, apologetically saying, "Um, really sorry... I actually don’t quite remember clearly..."

"Alright, let me ask more clearly then."

Yao Qianhan squinted slightly, enunciating each word, "Last month, which was July 2nd during the day, did you come to school with Xiaoge and Xiao Island?"

[!]

Appearing calm on the surface, but actually deeply shocked, Motan tilted his head somewhat blankly, shutting the windows of his soul, pondering, "Uh-huh, I remember, that morning I met the two sisters and then went to the courier company to pick up something, later decided to go to our school’s third canteen for some food, so we came along."

Yao Qianhan nodded slightly, calmly asking, "And then?"

"And then... sigh, and then I took them on a half-day spin."

Motan shook his head with a bitter smile, helplessly saying, "My sense of direction was always poor, and that day they didn’t let me check the map for guidance, so it was... quite embarrassing."

Yao Qianhan made a noncommittal ’hmm’, then continued asking, "And after that?"

"And after that?"

Motan somewhat puzzledly glanced at Yao Qianhan, blankly saying, "After that we just went for a meal, had the fragrant slippery chicken wing rice in the third canteen, oh right! We ran into Director Pang on the way, the one..."

"Didn’t I already say? Teacher Pang was also our homeroom teacher at the time; no need to describe."

Yao Qianhan interrupted Motan in a mild tone, quickly asking, "You saw Director Pang, and then?"

"Talked a bit about my attendance rate."

Motan shrunk his neck, chuckling dryly, "They finally let me off the hook."

"Anything else?"

"Anything else?"

"I mean, you only talked about this with Director Pang?"

"Yes."

"Do you remember me?"

"You..."

"You are very good at lying, Motan, but since things have come to this point, why don’t you try guessing if you can fool me?"

Yao Qianhan elegantly crossed her legs, arms folded, a faint smile on her lips.

Motan said nothing.

But she didn’t seem to let him off so easily, instead studied Motan with interest and asked curiously, "So, why didn’t you forget?"

Motan still said nothing, although at this moment his mind was racing rapidly.

So, taking advantage of this silence, let’s retrace, see what exactly happened on July 2nd.

...

"Uh-huh, we are Ji Wutong’s daughters!"

Ji Xiaoge immediately grabbed Teacher Pang’s hand excitedly, her eyes bright, "Do you know our dad?"

In front of the laboratory building, Ji Xiaoge gazed brightly at Director Pang.

Director Pang nodded with a complicated expression, replying, "Uh, actually I was your dad’s homeroom teacher back then... um, Ji Xiaoge, can I ask a question?"

Ji Xiaoge tilted her head, "Eh? Please go ahead."

"Your mom’s surname?"

"Eh?"

"Sorry, I mean, your mother’s name is..."

"Ye Xi."

"Uh... no problem... Ye Xi... good girl, surely a good match... no, perhaps a bit wasted on Ji Wutong, too good for anyone he’s with."

"..."

Chapter 1254: End

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