Xiaodie held the teacup gracefully, "I know what you're trying to say. Usually, multiple personalities arise from exceptionally traumatic experiences in childhood, and, well, I've had some of those."
Long Wu noticed her hands tighten around the teacup, so he didn't make a sound to hurry her, quietly waiting for her to speak on her own.
"I'm an orphan, and not just once," Xiaodie began. "The first time I became an orphan, I was five or maybe six—can't remember clearly. Memories from that time are like they've been erased, possibly as a self-protective measure from the brain because it was too painful.
"I did have a father and a mother. My uncle told me that I was once very happy—my dad was wealthy, and my mom was beautiful.
"But ever since they died in a car accident, I was sent to live with my uncle's family."
