Feng Junzi guessed right. The girl was indeed a Japanese named Taomuling. In fact, before Feng Junzi reached the house, she felt a little regretful. She brought this Japanese girl home in an unknown way, and she actually came back with herself in an unknown way. Although Feng Junzi regretted it, once she turned around and saw the girl's clear and helpless eyes, she immediately lost her mind.

The girl seemed to have guessed what Feng Junzi was thinking. When she introduced herself, she took out her ID and passport and took the initiative to look at Feng Junzi. It turned out that she also carried these things with her when she went shopping, which surprised Feng Junzi slightly. Feng Junzi learned English from the middle school for ten years and had countless English exams. But now, like most other people who have had the same experience, he cannot read or write, and he felt a headache when he saw the twisted foreign words. But he still looked carefully at several key contents on the ID card and felt even more surprised.

"I really can't tell you. It turns out that you are already twenty-five years old. I guess you believe that someone will believe you, what did you eat to grow up?"

This sentence sounds to many people as a very popular saying, but Feng Junzi said it very seriously, and the girl's smile was also very real. She could hear the sincerity in Feng Junzi's words. Feng Junzi then sighed: "It turns out that you are still a doctoral student in the United States. I really admire you!" Feng Junzi wanted to find a few more words to praise, but found that he didn't know the rest of the English, so he had to return the ID to her.

"My name is Feng Junzi, Feng Feng, the gentleman who is righteous, this is my home." Feng Junzi finally remembered to introduce himself.

Taomuling: "Fengjun, your home is as stylish as you. I like this white wood grain floor very much. Thank you very much. There are very few people like you now."

Feng Junzi: "Don't use your respectful words to call me Feng Junzi, it would be weird to call me Feng Junzi. By the way, you just came back with me, aren't you afraid that I am a bad person?"

Taomuling: "Feng Junzijun is not a bad person, I can see that."

Feng Junzi smiled: "You should call me Feng Junzi. Feng Junzijun sounds too tangled. How do you know that I am not a bad person? As the saying goes, knowing people but not your heart."

Taomuling: "There is an old Chinese saying that 'appearance is born from the heart'. Of course you can know the heart by knowing people and faces. Mr. Feng, you are now doubting my origin and the identity of those who pursue me. Why don't you ask me directly?"

"I think you will say it if I don't ask," Feng Junzi felt a little embarrassed when he was said through. Instead, it was not good to ask directly about this topic and said, "You should not call me Mr. Feng, just call me Feng Junzi. By the way, I haven't asked you what you are doing when you come to Binhai, and are you traveling?"

Taomuling: "I went to Binhai Normal University on behalf of our school to conduct an academic exchange activity, but it was next month. I came early, so I came to travel early. I didn't expect to meet a kind-hearted person like you in Binhai. You used to let a very special girl stay in your house for a long time. Are you always so enthusiastic?"

Feng Junzi was shocked when he heard this because what he had just thought of was his previous experience. He once brought a female ghost named Piaopiao home, and the female ghost Piaopiao "living" in his house for a long time (see "Ghost Hutong" for details). But when he was moved by the scene, he just thought of this, the other party said it. Feng Junzi asked in surprise: "How did you know about this?"

Taomuling smiled and said, "I don't know, I saw this. I saw you just now thinking about such a scene."

"You can read minds? This is impossible!"

Taomu Ling replied seriously: "This is not a mind reading technique, it is a very formal psychological dialogue technique. I am a professional in this area. I know what you mean by mind reading technique, but in fact the major I studied is not as magical as you said."

Feng Junzi: "What major do you study?"

Taomuling: "Behavioral psychology, my supervisor is a professor from...a university, and he is very famous in this regard."

Feng Junzi: "Don't talk to me about foreign languages, such as Sukston, Philibasha, Gengatmore, Ma Aibi Tang, I can't remember, can you show me your ID again, I check the dictionary...Ah, you are indeed a PhD in psychology... What do you think about now?"

Taomuling: "You are prepared, I can't see it, but I don't understand what connection does my ID have with the telephone pole?"

Feng Junzi sighed in his heart, it was amazing! He was just wondering whether the girl's ID would be fake. He thought of the telephone poles on the street, with wild advertisements for "applying for certificates". Faced with such a person, Feng Junzi didn't dare to think about it anymore. He admitted that when he first saw this girl, he admired it from a sexy perspective. He couldn't help but have an association that he didn't say much. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little red.

The girl seemed to see what he was thinking and said, "You don't have to worry. I don't know all the psychological activities of others under any circumstances. My research results can only detect a small part of them under certain circumstances."

Feng Junzi sighed and said, "This is already amazing. Actually, I have heard a psychology lecture before. There is a psychologist in China named Zhu Jianjun. He once introduced a technique called 'intention dialogue' on TV. I didn't believe it at the time, but now I finally understand it!"

Taomuling: "Feng Junzi, you are very special. I feel that your spiritual power is very powerful, obviously different from ordinary people. And I also found that there is a very special energy lurking in your spiritual power. I am afraid that even you will not realize this energy, and others will have no way to grasp it."

Feng Junzi smiled: "If others say such things, I will think he is a person who is a martial artsman. The fortune teller said that the other party is different and everyone will accept it. He said that the other party has potential. This is all-around and cannot be verified. This is also a kind of psychology. I didn't expect that you, a psychologist, would also say this!"

Taomuling: "Walking in the world to sell art?"

Feng Junzi: "You probably haven't come into contact with it. Do you always know about gypsies? I have come into contact with many artists in the world when I was a child and have learned a lot of strange things. You said that my spiritual power is quite special, and I believe that as for what potential there is still to be buried, I don't know."

Taomuling: "I am serious. I feel this way when I see you at first sight, and I can also feel that you are determined to help me without any other intentions, so I will follow you."

Feng Junzi: "I still can't help but want to ask, who are those people? Why do they follow you?"

Taomuling: "I don't know who they are, I think they are following me maybe because they want to find something on me, or what to know."

Feng Junzi: "It turns out that it is not robbery or robbery, that's a bit strange. What exactly can make these people so interested in? I don't think they are simple characters either."

Taomuling: "Since you want to know so much, I will tell you a story..." The girl looked up at Feng Junzi and slowly told him a story that looked like a legend and a real encounter. Feng Junzi was deeply attracted by this story. He looked at the girl's eyes attentively, feeling that the other person's eyes were charming, and there was indescribable charm in the flow of light. He even wondered, why are there such a big difference in eyes as a woman? Compared with this Taomuling, the eyes of many so-called beauties are simply dead fish bubbles! He fell into this clear and bottomless pool of autumn water, and forgot whether he should be prepared.

...

Have you lost your memory? I am not referring to amnesia. Normal people will leave a blank memory at some point. Feng Junzi had this experience. It was when he graduated from university and worked at a nuclear power plant in East China. One night he had dinner with several female colleagues, a bottle of Jiannanchun and half a kilogram of Gujinggong, and what he could remember was the next morning. He lay on the bed in the dormitory and didn't know what happened the night before. Two young men in the same dormitory said that they helped him take off his clothes last night and threw them onto the bed, and asked him to go downstairs to see his bicycle.

Feng Junzi went downstairs to see his bicycle and took a breath. The newly bought mountain bike was twisted into the shape of a twist, but his body was not hurt. He later asked several female colleagues who had dinner with him that night, but everyone laughed but didn't answer. This smile made Feng Junzi feel angry. Fortunately, he was not a very thoughtful person. Since everyone didn't say that he would stop asking again, he pretended that it had never happened. But since then, Feng Junzi quit drinking, of course not all. He tried to drink as little as possible, and he would still drink as much as possible in his life. In this way, he would still retain a lot of fun in his life.

Feng Junzi's memory was blank only once in his life experience, which was a lot of years ago. But when he got up that morning, the feeling he used to be suddenly back. When Feng Junzi woke up, he found himself sleeping in the study, and he couldn't remember why he slept here. He began to recall little by little that he "selected" a Japanese woman named Taomuling on the street yesterday. This Taomuling was an American doctor of psychology, and they said a lot.

Feng Junzi only remembered some of the conversations between him and Taomuling, and Taomuling later told him a story. As for what story Taomuling told and what happened later, he couldn't remember at all. He couldn't remember what he ate for dinner last year, and even could not remember whether he had dinner yesterday. He was sleeping in the study room now, so Taomuling must have lived in his bedroom. He was a little doubtful that he had drunk white wine again yesterday and had too much drink.

Feng Junzi walked out yawning, thinking of pouring a glass of water in the kitchen to drink. He found that Taomuling had gotten up and was making breakfast in the kitchen. Taomuling was wearing his pajamas, which was obviously wide, with her cuffs and trousers legs rolled up. Feng Junzi thought to himself: "Are you wearing nothing in this pajamas?" Taomuling had already started to say hello to him: "You get up, I haven't changed my clothes, so I just put on my own initiative to wear your pajamas. Don't you mind?"

Feng Junzi thought of pajamas and said pajamas. This also reminded Feng Junzi again that the other party seemed to have a ability to see through people's hearts, and immediately retracted his mind and stopped thinking about it. He replied: "Sorry, I don't have women's clothes here. You can change it if you see what clothes I am suitable for. Last night..."

Feng Junzi wanted to ask what happened last night. Why didn’t he remember anything? Could it be that he had drunk too much like the time many years ago? But before he finished speaking, Taomuling had already replied: "You drank a lot of wine last night, and then got drunk. How do you feel now? I have made you sober tea, you should take a sip."

Feng Junzi heard Taomuling say this and asked again. He took the teacup and said, "It's really strange. Why don't you have a headache at all when you get drunk? What delicious food are you making?"

Momokisu: "I'm making sushi, it'll be done right away."

Feng Junzi: "Slim man? Why do you eat thin man? You can eat fat man if you want to eat!"

Momoki Suzuki smiled and said, "It's sushi, not a thin man. Sorry, my Chinese pronunciation is not standard."

Feng Junzi: "You can make sushi at my house? Where can I find the ingredients?"

Peach Wooden Bell: "Dried seaweed, canned sardines, and fresh cucumbers are all there. Just cook a pot of rice. I also found a special bamboo curtain for making sushi on your bookshelf."

Feng Junzi: "What? Special bamboo curtains for making sushi? Where did you find them?"

Taomuling: "It's right next to the sea of ​​purple graphite on the bookshelf."
Chapter completed!