The Ninth Personality's Trace

Bai Qiao Yue decided to retract her recent assessment of Shen Fu as a "devoted man." She coldly snorted, "Sleep!"
It was already two in the morning; indeed, it was time to sleep. Turning off the light, Shen Fu closed his eyes, hoping to dream of Xiao Die.
"Ah," Shen Fu suddenly woke Bai Qiao Yue again, "President Bai, there's a saying: what you think about during the day, you dream about at night."
"Don't worry, I don't think about you during the day. All I think about is how to make money."
"That's not what I mean," Shen Fu quickly said, "Could you think about Xiao Die before you sleep? Maybe you'll dream of her. You two are one, so you should be able to dream of her more easily than I can. Perhaps she has something she wants you to convey to me."
In the darkness, Bai Qiao Yue looked at Shen Fu's eyes. Just like that, the title of "devoted man" was returned to him.
"Alright, before I sleep, I'll count one Bai Xiao Die, two Bai Xiao Die. If I dream of her, I'll definitely tell you." Bai Qiao Yue agreed.
Bai Qiao Yue woke up before dawn. She had been awake for nearly 20 hours, feeling physically and mentally exhausted. She fell asleep directly after counting to 16 Bai Xiao Die.
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The next day, the sun was high in the sky. Zhou Tian Peng had already passed by the door three times.
The first to wake was Shen Fu. Although they both stayed up late, he had something on his mind, so he woke up a little earlier than Bai Qiao Yue.
At this moment, the woman was only 19 cm away from him. He dared not disturb her, fearing that Xiao Die, who might have wanted to return, would be scared away by him.
Xiao Die had been gone for four days; it was her turn to come back!
However, life dealt him a heavy blow. The person opposite him stirred. Before her eyes even opened, her mouth moved first, "Don't look, it's me."
Shen Fu realized he was no good now; he could tell it was Bai Qiao Yue just from her voice.
"President Bai?"
"Are we that familiar, that you can tell it's me from the first sentence?"
"Your voice is very aloof; it clearly carries a sense of superiority." Shen Fu stated truthfully.
"I can be soft and cute too," Bai Qiao Yue chuckled, opening her eyes, "Hubby, *pfft*!"
She laughed.
Shen Fu: "The act is broken. Clearly, soft and cute isn't something everyone can do. Xiao Die is still a bit lacking; in this area, Bai Zi Tu is the one to talk about."
"No way~" Bai Qiao Yue pointed at Shen Fu's face, "Who drew on you?"
Shen Fu touched his face, "What about it?"
Bai Qiao Yue's smile suddenly faded, "Someone came in the middle of the night!"
She clearly wasn't talking about someone entering the room, but some other personality!
Shen Fu pulled out his phone to look, "Damn it!"
His face was smeared with lipstick, with three red whiskers on each side, like a handsome cat.
"Is it Bai Miao Miao?"
Bai Qiao Yue shook her head, "She's not one for pranks. Of course, I don't know her very well either; after all, I've never seen her."
As she spoke, she took a lipstick from her handbag, "Found the weapon."
"So many lipsticks, how do you know it's this one?" Seeing that she hadn't even opened it yet, Shen Fu was suspicious.
"Color code," Bai Qiao Yue opened it, "Red and red are not the same. My lipsticks don't have duplicate colors."
"So is it the unknown personality?" Shen Fu asked.
Bai Qiao Yue glanced at her phone; no video was left inside.
"Possibly. What is it about that person that no one recognizes them!" As she spoke, Bai Qiao Yue looked at Shen Fu, "Actually, there's another possibility."
"What?"
Bai Qiao Yue feigned seriousness and said, "Actually, there's another personality within your body. He woke up, then drew on his own face like this. Quickly check if there's any video left on your phone."
Shen Fu was startled and genuinely checked his phone. Of course, there was nothing. He tried all his fingerprints, but couldn't open any hidden system.
Then he saw Bai Qiao Yue's sly smile.
This woman was teasing him again. Shen Fu was about to laugh and get angry at the same time.
Just as he was about to say something, Bai Qiao Yue looked at his face and suddenly said, "Oh, something's wrong!"
"What?"
"Judging by the amount of lipstick used, there's definitely more than just those few marks on your face!"
"Did she leave other messages?" Shen Fu lifted the blanket, "Nothing on my body."
"Turn around."
Shen Fu took off his pajamas and turned over, "Are there words on my back?"
Bai Qiao Yue shook her head.
Shen Fu looked down again, "No words on my legs either. Where else could she have written? Could it be..."
Bai Qiao Yue turned away, "I don't want to see your butt."
Shen Fu: "And I don't want you to see it. I'll go to the bathroom and look myself."
Shen Fu ran to the bathroom. Before the door even closed, he shouted, "Bai Qiao Yue, come look quickly!"
"I already said, I'm not looking!" Bai Qiao Yue snorted, "If there are words, just read them to me!"
"It's not words, it's a painting!"
Drawing on a butt? This personality has some quirks! Bai Qiao Yue's eyebrows furrowed tightly, feeling it was a bit perverse.
Shen Fu poked his head out, urging, "Come in quickly, and take a picture of this!"
Bai Qiao Yue helplessly shuffled over. Take a picture, take a picture. Let the other personalities enjoy it too. Why enjoy it alone when everyone can enjoy it?
She was prepared to be stared at by Shen Fu, but she found that Shen Fu hadn't taken off his pants. Instead, following his finger, she saw a red pattern on the mirror.
"On the mirror?"
"That's right!"
Before she could clearly see the content of the drawing, Bai Qiao Yue's heart first trembled a little, because the red lipstick combined with the mirror truly had a certain... horror movie feel. Her first sensation was an involuntary shiver, as if it were drawn with blood.
When she clearly saw the content of the drawing, Bai Qiao Yue trembled even more violently, and her eyes uncontrollably became a little moist.
This wasn't really a painting; more accurately, it was a doodle, like something a child would casually make, with no technical skill whatsoever. The lines were crooked, and the people were ugly.
On the mirror were three people: father, mother, and a little girl.
The mother wore a dress, probably very beautiful.
The father wore glasses, a refined person.
The little girl had a single ponytail and wore a princess crown on her head, smiling broadly.
The drawing was truly terrible, but this family of three was so happy.
Shen Fu stared at Bai Qiao Yue, seeing a tear fall from her eye. He helped her wipe it away, "Are you remembering your deceased parents?"
Bai Qiao Yue shook her head, "Deceased parents belong to Xiao Die. In my own consciousness, I have never had parents. Her relatives are not my relatives, just as her husband is not my man. These emotions we cannot share."
"But you're crying."
"It must be crying for Xiao Die," Bai Qiao Yue wiped her eyes twice herself, "Xiao Die is still powerful; she can influence our emotions. If one day, one day I like you, it definitely won't be of my own free will."
Bai Qiao Yue casually patted the doodle on the mirror, "Wipe it off, it's scary to look at."
Shen Fu busily took a picture, then picked up a towel, "What does this ninth personality mean? Missing parents? Did she draw Xiao Die's parents?"
Bai Qiao Yue: "Xiao Die doesn't even remember her parents. She only remembers her uncle, aunt, and Da Hua."
"Who is Da Hua?"
"That pig that was swept away by the flood~"