She tried her best to be a good child, as far away as possible from her father, so that her father would not kick her when he saw her when he was upset; she went to and from school by herself since kindergarten, she learned to avoid speeding motorcycles and cars, obey traffic rules, and stay away from strange things; she tried hard to make herself excellent in her studies and well-behaved, so that she would be loved by her teachers, so that she could be allowed by her mother to leave the house and play outside for a while, and no longer have to tense her nerves and face everything.

The scene of waking up in the morning, although there was a sense of familiarity, made Mingwei feel puzzled, because looking through her memories, she couldn't remember that she had experienced this kind of plot. Mom's gentleness, breakfast to her tastes, Dad's gentleness and generosity, Grandma's loving pampering, never had a trip to the amusement park, a trip to the cinema, and extravagant spending trips, sumptuous lunches and big birthday parties, these are the things she dreamed of, things she wanted to happen but never happened.

Now, they're concentrated on the same day, realized, and then, again, again, again.

How is this possible?

Although a happy life is beautiful, it happens for no reason, no logic, and no reason.

Mingwei watched her parents in the cinema watching the movie intently, and sorted out the memories from morning to night over and over again in her heart.

What's wrong?

Nothing is right, but what's going on?

There must be flaws, there must be tricks.

Mingwei took advantage of this rare time of concentration to reflect on all this little by little.

That's right, the man in the dream.

Where have you seen it?

Mingwei meditated. She turned off her senses, no longer limited by her own memories, because the memories were tampered with, no longer limited by her age, her experience, everything, because it could be fake. She's going to dig out what's really going on.

She wants to get out of this current cycle of happiness.

Happiness cannot be called happiness if it is false.

Man in a mask, man in a mask, full suit in white, an adult, golden mask, golden.

The image of the man kept swirling in Mingwei's mind, and he came out of the darkness, over and over again, his expression, the shape of the mask, familiar.

Forest, stone arches, a picture flashed, and Mingwei frowned.

A fountain without water, a looming statue, and another picture.

A masked man stands by the edge of a flower garden, in a comfortable but upright posture, standing as an eternity.

Is that?

“。。。。。。 It's mine...... Lead-in. ”

“。。。。。。 The right to choose whether to answer or not to answer。。。。。。 To implement, or not to implement. ”

"The most beautiful flowers, the most beautiful girls. ”

"In a way, yes or no. ”

A few magnetic male voices came out of the masked man's mouth, and word by word fell on Mingwei's heart.

Yes, or no, what?

Person.

Receiver, receiver, what is the person? is he or not.

The whole day is not the point, the night is the point, the dream is not the point, the dream is the point.

It's night again, and that dream.

Mingwei stood up from the throne again, ran quickly to the masked man's eyes, and then reached out to unmask the man, but when the hand touched the man's face, it only touched the air, and then, passed through.

It's fake, Mingwei's hand simply passed through the masked man's head, slashing downward, it's all air, there is no substance, the dining car, flowers, cakes, are all false phantoms, none of them exist.

Mingwei seemed to see a mocking smile on the corner of the masked man's mouth.

It's early in the morning again, and she is woken up by her mother, and then she changes her clothes, Mingwei chooses a different suit to wear every day, but today, she pays more attention to observation.

Kindness?

Mingwei, who was leaving in front of the mirror, returned to the mirror, and she saw in the mirror, the masked man.

The man sat on the table behind her, his head slightly bowed, like a static photo, quiet and eerie, Mingwei turned around, and there was no man on the table.

Mingwei frowned slightly.

After eating, go to the playground.

In the haunted house space of Haha Mirror, Ming Wei is dodging the twisted man who suddenly jumped out of the mirror, but when she turned a corner, Ming Wei saw the masked man in the mirror again, of course, because of the distortion of the haha mirror, the masked man was also distorted, and he was only seen holding his hands on his chest and leaning on the mirror behind him. Mingwei looked behind her for the first time, however, as expected, there was no one behind her.

Mingwei pursed her lips.

At noon, in the restaurant.

Mingwei had begun to deliberately look for the figure in her surroundings.

As expected, when Mingwei shoved a piece of lobster meat into her mouth, she once again saw the figure in the mirror reflection next to her, this time, he walked through the long corridor outside the glass window. Ming Wei dropped her chopsticks without hesitation and chased after them as fast as she could.

Walking out of the restaurant, it was originally a long corridor of people coming and going, but at the moment when Ming Wei's feet stepped out, time suddenly stood still, and everyone remained in the posture of the last second, standing still.

The parents in the restaurant still stood up in surprise and looked at her, the guests at the door were pushed by her, and they didn't have time to maintain their balance, their faces were full of panic, the children running in the corridor, the balloons pulling the line in their hands were weirdly suspended in the air, the restaurant mascot greeted the guests at the door, and was being photographed by the parents with a little girl, and the small fountain by the wall maintained the posture of splashing water, no longer flowing, and there was a three-dimensional beauty. It seems that all time and space are strangely still at this moment, except for Ming Wei and the masked man.

The masked man didn't seem to care about everything around him, he was 5 meters in front of Ming Wei, walking leisurely, Ming Wei saw the strangeness around her, but kept chasing after the masked man.

Mingwei quickly caught up with the masked man, she reached out and reached for the masked man's shirt, again, a piece of air.

Mingwei's teeth bit her lower lip, and she sprinted two steps to the masked man's side and stopped.

The masked man stopped, he lowered his head slightly, and looked at Mingwei with stubbornness and inquiry on his face, the corners of his mouth still smiling sarcastically.

Mingwei didn't speak, and neither did the masked man.

At this time, the static picture around them changed again, and the people around them suddenly all became the appearance of the masked man, different body size, different age and gender, different posture and movement, but they were all the same as the masked man, wearing the same clothes and wearing the same mask.

The next moment, the crowd began to flow again. The people possessed by the masked man did not notice the change in themselves at all, and ignored the strange pause just now, and continued their steps and movements, the small fountain flowed again, and where the photo was taken, a huge masked man mascot and a small masked man were being photographed by an adult half-crouching masked man, a small masked man was running past them with a balloon, and a masked man figure leaned out of the restaurant, pointing in her direction, as if accusing her of being rude. At this time, two masked men, one tall and one short, were coming out of the dining room and hurrying towards her.

What's going on here? It's weird.

Mingwei felt a strong creeping, and she stared at the masked man in front of her, trying to find a way to crack it, but found nothing. What the hell is going to do to break this weird everything.

The smile on the corner of the masked man's mouth in front of him was a little bigger, and at this time, Mingwei's eyes were completely covered by the light outside the window, and when she could see her surroundings clearly again, she was back in the early morning again, in her own bed.

Mingwei bit the quilt in annoyance to vent her anger, but she was helpless.

The same morning, morning, noon, afternoon, this time, the masked man did not appear again, Mingwei did everything she could, did not see any flaws, until the evening, the whole family came to her birthday party.

"Vivi, I wish you a happy birthday. Family, classmates, one by one, brought gifts to her.

"Thank you. Mingwei kept a sweet smile, even until all this was different, she didn't want to hurt the feelings of these people who really celebrated her birthday at this moment.

Grandma sat on crutches and smiled at her.

Grandmother, Mingwei remembered that the old man was on crutches early because she fell and her legs and feet were not well maintained, and because of this, she spent most of her time sitting and waiting for others to come close to her.

"Grandma, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much. For some reason, Mingwei wanted to cry when she saw her grandmother sitting at the table and looking at her smiling, so she walked over, squatted beside her grandmother, and took her grandmother's hand upward.

"Weiwei, grandma hasn't seen you for a long time, I remember the last time you came to see grandma, when you were 6 years old, you were timidly like a rabbit, and you are so old in a blink of an eye. Grandma lovingly stretched out a hand and touched Mingwei's head.

"Grandma!" Mingwei rubbed her face against her grandmother's thighs to express her admiration. She spends most of her time studying and doing housework, rarely going out with her parents to relatives, going to her grandmother's house, which is a happy thing for her, and she always remembers that her grandmother loves her very much.

"Weiwei, grandma wants to give you a gift, this gift is given to you quietly, you can't let others know, even if it's your mother. Grandma pulled her up and said softly.

"Grandma?" Mingwei looked at the old man suspiciously.

"Come on. Grandma took Mingwei's hand and put on a pair of silver bracelets for her, which were about 4 centimeters wide, with intricate patterns painted on it, a red spar inlaid on the front, and a string of blue spars on both sides of the face, which was very beautiful.

"Weiwei, this bracelet is an heirloom of the Duanmu family, and it was quietly hidden by your grandfather from my mother in order to take refuge. I don't think your grandma and your dad know about this, otherwise, they would have come to me a long time ago. Now, grandma gave you this bracelet, you have to put it away. Grandma told me earnestly.