Chapter 15

All his life, Hua and Xiao Qi heard their hair stand up.

Especially Mo Yu is now standing in front of a gray mirror to speak, and the light in Aoki's studio is too dim. It was almost twelve o'clock, and they were worried about whether something strange would appear in the mirror.

It's time to change some bright lights for him. As a landlord, I spent my whole life thinking so.

"Later?" asked Xiao Qi, looking at Mo Yu with concern.

……

I was scared. Mo Yu said.

I think my cry should be heard all over the building. But strangely, my roommates didn't seem to know. Only Li Qian rushed in.

Li Qian held me in her arms and comforted me softly. She helped me back to bed and coaxed me to sleep. She also comforted me that ghosts are only my own soul and told me not to be afraid.

Li Qian is my roommate. In fact, she is more superstitious than me. She is not only obsessed with looking in the mirror, but also obsessed with situ. As long as situ said, Li Qian would be like the imperial edict. No one could say anything wrong. She often said that she was destined to be situ in her life. No matter how many women situ had outside, she was willing to be with situ.

In order to meet situ conveniently, she rented a house outside. In fact, we all know that sturgeon didn't like her and never went to her place. It's just that we're all sisters. We don't have to say anything.

That day, she happened to come to the bedroom to see us. She stayed with me all night. The next day, she said that situ had returned to MIT. Her house was very empty and asked us to move in with her.

The little sisters moved in one after another. I didn't move because I was about to take the final exam.

In those days, I was the only one left in the dormitory. Li Qian sometimes came to accompany me. She looked at me and said that I had probably lost my soul in the mirror.

After the final exam, Li Qian came to me and said that she called situ and knew how to get her soul back.

I remember that day just after the summer vacation, that is, Sunday, I followed her to where she lived.

The other sisters are not here. She said they all went out part-time.

Her room has two mirrors more than one person high, like two doors, which are hinged and can be folded.

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

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

I looked into my eyes and imagined that the biological waves emitted from me were reflected back by the mirror and my pupils, shaking back and forth between me and the mirror.

Slowly, I felt that the air between me and the mirror was a little dignified, as if there was some essence.

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

She told me not to move, saying that when the two mirrors closed, my soul would be caught and "I" could return to me.

I thought, what should I do when the two mirrors close? How can my soul return to me unless I am locked in the mirror?

But I was soon attracted by myself in the mirror and forgot to ask questions.

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

I stood there and didn't move at all, while the "I" in the two mirrors was moving slowly.

When the angle between the mirrors was close to 90 degrees, I saw the third "me".

I know this is the plane mirror imaging principle learned in junior high school physics, but I still feel very magical. Especially when the third "I" drills out bit by bit from the gap between the mirrors, it is like restoring the process of a person's soul generation.

"I" appeared bit by bit and split into two "I" bit by bit.

Then I saw four "me".

The included angle of the mirror continues to decrease, and the "I" in the mirror continues to move.

Just like the cycle of life evolution, I see the fifth "I". Repeat the third "I" process.

Li Qian is still turning the mirror. Maybe it's because the mirror is too heavy. Her movement becomes very slow.

I saw six, seven, eight, nine

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

The mirrors on both sides are about to touch my body, and I can't count how many I am in the mirror.

The space becomes very narrow and the light is very dark. I feel very stuffy and depressed. I wanted to go out, but I couldn't make a sound or take a step. I can't move except my eyes.

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

I suddenly found that every "I" face is a little different, some clear, some dim, a little young, some old. I began to look one by one until I saw the thirteenth face.

……

Mo Yu stopped at this point.

The studio was quiet enough to hear everyone breathing.

Xiao Qi bit his shriveled lips and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it. Or did the boss keep her mouth open and ask, "what's the matter with the thirteenth face?"

Mo Yu and his body trembled gently for a long time before he said, "I don't know how to describe this face, but I know that's what I look like after I die."

All his life, he was not afraid of heaven and earth. At this time, he couldn't help listening to his hair stand on end. She stroked her short hair in front of her forehead and gently scolded: "wipe, don't look in the mirror in the future."

Xiao Qi couldn't help standing up and walked behind Mo Yu, trying to reach out and pat Mo Yu on the shoulder. He wants to tell Mo Yu that the mirror is always just a mirror and the soul is false. But before his hand touched Mo Yu, he felt a hand on his shoulder and the cool wind of someone's breath on his neck.

Xiao Qi was startled and suddenly turned back. He saw Qingmu coming behind him.

Xiao Qi said, "Why are you scary?"

Aoki said, "you know how scary it is."

Xiao Qi looks back at Mo Yu and his hand about to put on Mo Yu's shoulder. He knows that Aoki is right.

Lifelong flower asked Aoki, "don't sell off. What's going on?"

Aoki said, "she was controlled by a clever hypnosis. You can also understand it as a magic trick. Her memory should be until she saw what she looked like after her death. From her narration, it should be last Sunday. It has been seven days now. She doesn't know or remember everything she did in these seven days, including singing in Ruhua bar."

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