Gradually, I calmed down and began to think about memories. www.biquge.info Although the frightened look on his face couldn't restore his original appearance, it was slightly better than the expression of lost soul. Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be my original voice when I spoke just now, it was clearly the voice of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. I suddenly had a bad feeling in my head, I won't be changed, right? Or, when my soul was attached to a body that did not belong to me, I felt uneasy and did not dare to think about it any longer, and I raised my hands and looked at it with a solemn face, a glance that almost shattered my emotions. There was a sudden bang in his head, and his hands drooped weakly, as if the ownerless body was being controlled alive.

At the same time, in the depths of my heart, I seem to feel that this is an impossible thing, but it is such an incredible thing that is vividly placed in front of my eyes, so I have to believe that this is a fact. It was as if I heard the whistling of resentment again, the sound of the mockery of the Grim Reaper hidden in the shadows! There are many inviolable concealments in the underworld, which are slowly emerging, like an irrepressible hidden force, and a strange aura quickly envelops me.

I had unspeakable pain, indescribable anxiety, my teeth began to tremble slightly, and the expression on my face expanded from the original anxiety and anxiety to struggle and pain, and I could no longer think about it, or maybe it was not something I could think about at all. I grasped the corners of my clothes tightly with both hands, and my eyes were fixed.

Am I really being brought into another world by those things? I'm here, does it mean that Bai Leng noodles have also been brought here? Or has he also been given a makeover? Will I still recognize him when I see him? And what about him? Can you still feel my presence? What kind of place is this? Who are they? What did they bring me here for? How did all this happen...... Too many questions appeared in my mind, and lingering doubts filled my mind over and over again, as if these questions had already been transplanted into my mind, leaving a deep imprint that could no longer be rubbed off.

I began to recall everything that came to my mind, including what the girl had said about getting married in a few days, but what could I really think of...... Not much, or rather, just a few fragments of uneven fragments flashed, just flashed by like that, and even trying to capture its figure had no strength at all.

Perhaps, for the cowardly, these captured ideas are meaningless! Confused, anxious and breathless, I only felt groggy in my head, as if the manipulator in the dark was stuffed with a large ball of cotton, making me want to exhale and inhale. Invisibly, a burst of mocking laughter seemed to come to my ears, and I couldn't see who it was, but I was mercilessly laughing at the incompetence of the weak, enjoying the game that belonged to them.

In the face of the corrupt dark forces, I am like a pile of broken crystals, flashing with broken souls, trembling in the withered grass of the barren grass and trembling my life. From the depths of my heart, I felt as if I heard the call of death, if it was a dream, it would be too real!

A clear spring of tears crossed my cheeks, the blurred vision in front of me made me unable to see the scenery in front of me, and in my heart, I was silently expecting, and the sharp blade of thought was ruthlessly slashing the flawless expectation, cutting the last ray. Decay unintentionally, with the dim light, the bottom of the heart hesitation and floating gradually expanded, just like a song with broken strings, can no longer support the music of the past. The reflection of the memory sunk at the bottom of the water, without a trace, wanders in a mysterious place. Just like me now, I don't know what my meaning is, I just blindly die in facts that are not reality. When the veil of truth is lifted, will it save my dead heart?

I slowly got up and walked to the mirror blankly. This is an old-fashioned flat mirror, just like the history of this house has witnessed countless vicissitudes of life and wind. The dull color is no longer clear to see the color of the mirror itself, and only by vaguely and carefully identifying it can you see the mottled lines on it and the copper color that has been ground down one by one. It was dark around, and when I sat in front of the mirror, I always felt a cool wind rushing towards me. I can't say anything specific, gently, as if someone is slowly approaching behind me, even the sound of breathing is gently echoing in my ears, and I can vaguely feel someone leaning on my shoulder, sighing a long sorrow. I shuddered. I didn't know what that meant, but at the moment, I wanted to scream, but my throat couldn't make any sound, and I even felt a pair of invisible hands tighten around my neck, or a rope wrapped around my neck. Maybe in the next second, I will suffocate to death because of breathlessness, and this extremely quiet attachment makes it impossible to guess what will happen in the next second. I had a vague feeling that something was wrong, and a memory that had never belonged to me moved into my mind.

At the same time, the mirror placed on the table suddenly became more and more blurry. A thin layer of white mist gradually appeared in the meager light, as if it was entangled in the white mist, and the white light spots gradually became clear from the blurry flickering, and the white mist gradually dispersed the excess thin layer. A head of snow-white hair as if splashed with paint faded into the mirror, a pair of eyes deep-set, shriveled cheeks, pale face like white paper, round and convex white eyes, scarlet grin, quietly appeared on the mirror plane. It was a face exactly the same as the person in front of the mirror, but compared to the person in front of the mirror, the face in the mirror was extremely distorted, extremely incongruous, and hideous, so annoying and hateful. Immediately, her scarlet lips opened and she let out a slight giggling screech, as if to mercilessly mock the person sitting in front of the mirror. However, the person sitting in front of the mirror is completely unaware of the strangeness that is happening in the mirror, only feeling the wind of unknown origin behind him, and falling into the memories that he has imposed into his mind. Gradually, the hideous face in the mirror faded away, and the mirror returned to its original state, and everything was too quiet

My body is completely out of control, and I want to stop the memories that don't belong to me. However, no matter how much I struggled, it was to no avail, as if it was deliberately torturing me, and my feet were like being trapped in the mud, and I could not move, but sat firmly in my chair and let the manipulator play with me. It's an illusion! It can't be real! Even though another voice in my heart kept telling me that it was not true, the fear hidden in my heart was completely welled up in my heart, and the whole person was in a state of tension all the time. I sat there like a fool with a shocked face, or rather, this body was beyond my control, and I should be considered an aggressor for this body! At least that's what I think.

By the time I opened my eyes, I don't know how long it had been, and it was faintly gray outside the window. I gasped and suddenly felt like I had broken my bones, and the pain tore through my nerve endings, like being pricked by a needle every now and then, and the pain told me that it wasn't as simple as a dream. My shoulders suddenly stretched, and I stood up through gritted teeth, walked to the door, and pushed open the wooden door to find out what was all about. Unexpectedly, there is no way to escape, and then you can only accept everything in front of you and figure out the hidden curtain of the truth. I don't know when I grew up from a timid and cowardly little girl, at least I dared to face this dark force in the face of difficulties.