Dream Guide

Both Bi Shenghua and Xiao Qi felt their hair stand on end.

Especially since Mo Yu was standing in front of a gray mirror and talking, and the lights in Aoki's studio were too dim. It was almost twelve o'clock, and they were worried that something strange would appear in the mirror.

It's time to replace his light bulbs with a few brighter ones. As a lifelong landlord, I think so.

"What happened next?" Xiao Qi looked at Mo Yu with concern and asked.

…

I'm scared. Mo Yu said.

I think my scream could have been heard throughout the building. But the strange thing is that none of my roommates seemed to know, only Li Qian rushed in.

Li Qian hugged me and comforted me softly, helped me back to bed, and coaxed me to sleep. She also comforted me that ghosts were just my own soul, and told me not to be afraid.

Li Qian is my roommate. She is actually more superstitious than me. She is not only obsessed with looking in the mirror, but more importantly, she is obsessed with Situ. As long as Situ said something, Li Qian would treat it as an imperial edict and would not allow others to say anything wrong. She often said that she was destined to be Situ's person in this life. No matter how many women Situ had outside, she was willing to be with Situ.

In order to facilitate her meeting with Situ, she also rented a house outside. In fact, we all know that Situ doesn't like her at all and has never been to where she lives. It's just that we are all sisters, don't tell them.

That day, she happened to come to the dormitory to see us. She stayed with me all night, and the next day she said that Situ had returned to MIT and her house was empty, so she asked us to move in with her.

The little sisters moved there one after another. I didn’t move because my final exam was coming soon.

During those days, I was the only one left in the dormitory, and Li Qian would sometimes come over to stay with me. Seeing how distracted I was, she said that I probably lost my soul in the mirror.

After the final exam, Li Qian came to me and said that she called Situ and found out how to get Hun'er back.

I remember that it was just after summer vacation, that is, Sunday, and I followed her to where she lived.

The other sisters were not here, she said, and they all went out to work part-time.

There are two mirrors in her room that are as tall as one person, like two doors, connected with hinges and can be folded.

At twelve o'clock, she opened the two mirrors and turned them into a large square mirror.

She asked me to stand in front of the mirror. I saw myself in the mirror, split in half by the seam between two mirrors.

I stared into my eyes, imagining the biowaves emanating from my body being reflected off the mirror and back off my pupils, oscillating back and forth between me and the mirror.

Slowly, I felt that the air between me and the mirror became a little thicker, as if it had some substance.

Li Qian said that my soul has been formed. She began to slowly turn one of the mirrors, forming an angle with the other mirror.

She told me not to move, saying that when the two mirrors closed, my soul would be captured and "me" could be returned to my body.

I was thinking, what should I do when the two mirrors are closed? How could my soul return to my body unless I too was locked in the mirror?

But I was so quickly drawn to myself in the mirror that I forgot to ask questions.

When the mirror was turned to form an angle, I saw two of myself in the mirror, one in each of the left and right mirrors.

I stood there without moving at all, but the "me" in the two mirrors was slowly moving.

When the angle between the mirrors approached 90 degrees, I saw the third "me".

I know this is the imaging principle of plane mirrors that I learned in junior high school physics, but I still find it very magical, especially when the third "I" comes out bit by bit from the gaps between the mirrors, as if restoring The process by which a person’s soul is created.

"I" appeared like that little by little, and then split into two "me" little by little.

Then, I saw four "I's".

The angle of the mirror continues to get smaller, and the "I" in the mirror continues to move.

Just like the endless cycle of life evolution, I saw the fifth "I" again. Repeat the process for the third "I".

Li Qian was still turning the mirror. Perhaps because the mirror was too heavy, her movements became very slow.

I saw six, seven, eight, nine...

As the angle of the mirror gets smaller and smaller, I see more and more of "me".

The mirrors on both sides are almost touching my body, and I can't count how many versions of me are in the mirror.

The space became very small and the light was very dark. I felt very stuffy and depressed. I wanted to go out, but I couldn't make a sound or take a step. Except for my eyes, I couldn't move my whole body.

I can only look in the mirror and look at "me" one after another. Those "Is" are real and illusory. I don't even know which one is the real me, or whether they are both my soul.

I suddenly discovered that each "I" face was a little different, some were clear, some were dim, a little youthful, some were old. I started looking at them one by one until I saw the thirteenth face.

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Mo Yu stopped when he reached this point.

The studio was so quiet that you could hear everyone breathing.

Xiao Qi bit her dry lips and opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out. The boss lady was still outspoken and asked: "What happened to the thirteenth face?"

Mo Yuer's body trembled slightly, and after a long time he said: "I don't know how to describe this face, but I know that it is what I will look like after I die."

I have never been afraid of anything in my life, and I couldn't help but feel horrified hearing this. She smoothed the short hair in front of her forehead and cursed lightly: "Oh, don't look in the mirror anymore."

Xiao Qi couldn't help but stand up, walked behind Mo Yu, and wanted to reach out and pat Mo Yu's shoulder. He wanted to tell Mo Yu that a mirror would always be just a mirror, and things like souls were fake. But before his hand touched Mo Yu, he felt a hand on his shoulder, and he could feel the cool breeze of someone breathing on his neck.

Xiao Qi was startled, turned around suddenly, and saw Qingmu coming behind him at some point.

Xiao Qi said: "Why are you scary?"

Aoki said: "You know how scary it is."

Xiao Qi looked back at Mo Yu and his hand that was about to put on Mo Yu's shoulder, and knew that Aoki was right.

Bishenghua asked Aoki: "Stop being so pretentious, what's going on?"

Aoki said: "She was controlled by someone using a sophisticated hypnosis technique, which you can also understand as evil magic. Her memory should be until she saw what she looked like after death. Judging from her narration, it should be It has been seven days since last Sunday. Everything she did in these seven days, including coming to Ruhua Bar to sing, she has no idea and has no memory."

"In other words, she has been sleepwalking for the past seven days."