While Zijing was busy with various things, some problems also occurred on Kiana (Xilin)'s side.

In the kitchen early in the morning, Cecilia was preparing breakfast. Qiana (Xilin) ​​walked in rubbing her eyes, with a water stain on one corner of her nightgown.

"Mom, the shower head in the bathroom is broken again." She muttered as she climbed onto the dining chair, swinging her feet habitually.

Cecilia looked back and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know." Qiana (Xilin) ​​tilted her head and thought for a while, "It just sprayed a lot of water suddenly, and Bella was soaked."

Cecilia didn't stop stirring the eggs. "Really? Bella is here too? I'll ask your dad to change it quickly. Now... go wash up and get ready for breakfast."

"Okay!"

In the living room, Siegfried was teaching Kiana how to disassemble a gun. Kiana (Sirin) squatted beside her with a glass of milk in her hand and suddenly muttered, "Clumsy."

"Huh? What did you say?" Kiana turned around and asked.

"It wasn't me who said that!" Qiana (Xilin) ​​slapped her mouth angrily, "It was another me!"

Kiana didn't understand, but Siegfried smiled and rubbed her head, not taking it seriously: "Then ask the other you if you want to try loading a gun?"

"Dear, please don't teach your daughters such dangerous things so early." Cecilia appeared with a dangerous smile on her face. Siegfried quickly apologized.

In the afternoon, during the simple painting class that Cecilia prepared for her two daughters, she found that Kiana (Xilin)'s spatial perspective was very accurate, so she praised her.

"Of course it's accurate." Qiana (Xilin) ​​tapped the drawing board with her paintbrush unconsciously, "I control the space..."

She suddenly stopped talking in the middle of her words. Facing the puzzled gazes of Cecilia and Kiana, Kiana (Cecilia) shook her head in panic, as if it was none of her business.

In the evening, Siegfried had to go out for work. When he came back, he had a quick dinner and lay down on the sofa to rest. Kiana (Xilin) ​​was lying on his knees playing a puzzle, and suddenly looked up and asked, "Dad, if there are two people living in a person's head, will it be crowded?"

Siegfried opened his eyes drowsily and rubbed his daughter's head: "Why are you asking this suddenly? Did you have a nightmare?"

"No!" Kiana (Sirin) puffed up her cheeks and fiddled with the puzzle pieces with her fingers unconsciously, "It's just... sometimes I feel like someone is talking in my head..."

"Haha, that must be because your sister is too noisy. She even yells in your head when you sleep." Siegfried joked with a smile, but did not notice the golden light that flashed in his daughter's eyes.

"idiot……"

"what?"

Siegfried sat up suddenly, all sleepiness gone. He held up his daughter's face and looked at her carefully: "Kiana? You just..."

"Dad? What's wrong?"

"Uh……"

Did you just scold me?

Siegfried originally wanted to ask this, but looking at Kiana (Sirin)'s innocent eyes, he scratched his head and swallowed the question.

It was late at night, and Cecilia and Siegfried were lying in the room, but neither of them wanted to fall asleep.

"Wife, tell me...is there something wrong with our little daughter Kiana?" Siegfried turned sideways and asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Cecilia turned around and asked.

"Hmm...I guess I didn't hear it wrongly. Just now, Kiana secretly scolded me..."

Cecilia blinked and suddenly burst into laughter: "What did she scold you for?"

"She called me an idiot!" Siegfried lowered his voice in grievance, "And the tone... was exactly like the way you scold me when you're angry."

"When did I ever call you a fool?" Cecilia gently pinched her husband's face. "But... since you care so much, we'll know after we give it a try tomorrow."

At breakfast the next day, Cecilia made two different omelettes specially for Kiana (Xilin).

"Kiana, do you want sunny-side-up eggs or soft-boiled eggs today?" she asked gently, while quietly observing her little daughter's reaction.

Kiana (Xilin) ​​bit her fork and thought for two seconds: "I want a sunny-side-up egg! The egg yolk should be well-cooked..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly frowned and muttered softly: "...No, runny ones are better."

Cecilia and Siegfried exchanged a look.

"Well, let's put it this way," Siegfried suddenly interrupted, pushing both plates in front of his daughter, "Daddy wants to compete with you to see who finishes first? The loser has to wash the dishes!"

“Okay!” Qiana (Xilin)’s eyes lit up, and she reached out to grab the fork, but suddenly stopped, “Wait… this is not fair, your portion is smaller…”

A strange scene appeared on the dining table: the girl's right hand reached for the ketchup, but her left hand held her right wrist; just as she was about to speak, she shook her head, as if she was debating with herself.

"..."

Cecilia quietly pulled Siegfried into the corner of the corridor. After leaving her little daughter's sight, Siegfried immediately hugged his head exaggeratedly: "It's over! Our daughter is not really going to have a split personality, is she?"

"Keep your voice down!" Cecilia patted her husband's forehead and peeked at the situation in the restaurant with a worried look on her face. "Zijing told me that Kiana... no, Xilin might still have some sequelae of mental fusion. Could it be a symptom like this...?"

"Do you want to see a psychiatrist?" Siegfried asked.

"Well, of course I have to look for him. I will also try to contact Zijing... He has not been home recently and seems to be busy with something important."

"That guy has been missing for a while, so try not to look for him. Since Xilin is our daughter, we should take care of her."

Just then, the eldest daughter, Qiana, came over, rubbing her eyes and said, "Mom and Dad, what are you doing? You are hiding in the corner and whispering."

"Ah, this..." Siegfried scratched his head and suddenly an idea came to him, "We are discussing whether to buy a new toy for my sister!"

Da Qiana looked at her parents suspiciously, "Really? Then why are you sneaking around..." She suddenly lowered her voice, "Is it because your sister has been acting weird lately?"

Cecilia squatted down: "Did you notice that too?"

"Yeah!" Kiana nodded. "Yesterday when she was drawing, she suddenly said in a very mature tone, 'The perspective is wrong', and then she fixed it herself. I asked her why, and she said she didn't know."

The three of them looked towards the restaurant at the same time. Kiana (Xilin) ​​was talking to the air: "...No, the ketchup must be spread evenly...I know! You are so nagging..." As she was talking, she suddenly slapped her right hand with her left hand: "Don't tell me what to do!"