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Since that incident, I don't dare to laugh at things I haven't seen.

Hello everyone, my name is Sanbai, and I am an ordinary person who can't be more ordinary. My life is like that of many people, it can't be said to be bumpy and bumpy, but it is not all smooth sailing.

I started studying at the age of seven, and then began a life of exam-oriented education, from elementary school to junior high school, and then passed the high school entrance examination, and was admitted to a high school that was neither good nor bad. Whether it is my academic performance or my way of life, I am in a middle position in the class, not cold, and definitely not a courtesan.

Perhaps it is because I am tired of my mediocre life that I always think of doing something extraordinary, at least to add some fun to my boring study life. So I went to the library and borrowed a lot of books, and I saw the book that changed my life.

It is a book about all kinds of punishments in all periods and regions of the world, from the Chinese Lingchi, the cracking of the chariot, and the skinning to the Roman cross, the Iron Virgin, the pear punishment, and so on. Those bloody and cruel punishments didn't really resonate with me, but one of them left a deep impression on me.

It's called mirror punishment, and it's also called soul dementoring. It is to tie a person alive to a chair, and then there are large mirrors that shine brightly on all sides. Being stared at by oneself in the mirror all the time, eventually the victim will have a nervous breakdown and die of madness.

Forgive me, when I first saw this, instead of mourning the innocent dead, I laughed childishly. He even planned to do an experiment on his own, so the beginning of all nightmares began here.

I was in my room, holding a mirror, and I didn't eat or drink for two and a half days!

Looking back now, I feel like I was crazy when I made that decision!

I remember that it was the evening of the third day, and the daylight outside the window had gradually dimmed, and the earth was on the edge of light and dark. I hugged a mother's vanity mirror and stared intently. Actually, it's a bit wrong to be concentrating, and I still sometimes wander outside the image, after all, just looking in the mirror is a boring thing.

At that moment, I felt my eyes blur a little. It's no wonder that I haven't eaten, drank, or rested for two and a half days.

I rubbed my eyes, and something I will never forget happened!

In the mirror, I didn't move at all!

The "I" just stared at me and smiled faintly.

I could say I was stunned, right! It's stupid!

If it were me now, I would definitely just throw the mirror away. But at the time, I didn't know which one was wrong, and I was so excited.

What an unusual excitement!

I was so excited that I didn't know what I was going to do.

That "I" is very calm, so calm that it is not like me at all, I am a very noisy boy, but that "me" is so deep that it is like an old monk.

When I was a child, I saw Doraemon, and there was a world in a mirror, so at that time, I could be regarded as a childlike child, and I actually asked the "me" in the mirror, is he from that "mirror world"?

Maybe the mirror doesn't have the effect of transmitting sound waves, so I can't communicate with him verbally. But we invented another way of communicating, lip language!

I hadn't learned anything about lip language before, but maybe because of my mirror image, I was able to lip talk to him.

To be honest, what exactly we communicated, every time I think about it, my mind is always blank, completely blank.

I don't remember my conversation with him, but I do remember the last words he said:

"I'm coming!"

It's not a joke, absolutely not!

He was indeed young and ignorant at the time, and actually said, "Come on! ”

Liu Qian's magic trick in the Spring Festival Gala is still a magic trick after all, and it is only when you experience it in person that you can feel the horror hidden behind the fantasy color......

First the fingers, then the palms, arms, shoulders, half of the body, head......

"I" came out of the mirror!

What am I going to do?

You shouldn't hesitate to smash that mirror!

As a result, it was very comedic, and I actually fainted. Frightened.

When I woke up, I found myself in the hospital.

Mild dehydration......

I lied that I was going to stay with my classmates for a few days, but I ended up locking myself in the house, and if it weren't for my mother's whim to help me clean my room, maybe I wouldn't be out of this world.

My mom said she was so shocked to see me that I was lying on the bed with a pale face and her vanity mirror in my hand.

At the time, I thought, maybe it was all just an illusion, or maybe I had passed out at the time.

And all this, in fact, is just the beginning.

There were no mirrors in the hospital toilets, so I only found out when I left the hospital.

It was a piece of the hospital guard's instrument realm, sorting out the meters for the people who came in and out.

I looked at my unkempt and depressed self in the mirror and almost burst out laughing.

And then, it almost made me cry!

I yelled and ran away from the mirror, scaring my dad who had come to the hospital to pick me up.

That mirror image in the mirror does look a lot like me, but that decision wasn't me!

Especially those eyes! Those eyes!

It turns out that all this is not a hallucination, it is not a dream, it is all real!

That unknown thing has been hidden on the other side of the mirror.

For the next few days, I could see him everywhere, at any time, in the mirror.

There were even many people, many people who knew me well, who looked at the mirror image and told me that it was me, and there was no difference at all. But I know it's not me at all!

My parents took me to see a psychiatrist, who told me that I had delusions of delusion and victimization and that I needed to recuperate......

After taking a course of medicine he prescribed, my mental condition worsened, and my mother was so angry that she threw the medicine bottle directly into the trash.

My family is a Christian believer, and there is a constant stream of brothers and sisters who come to visit me, and each of them sings and prays to me, but the results are very small.

My mother even planned to renounce her faith, so she asked the gods and Buddhas from all walks of life to help, and asked my aunt to go to a famous Taoist temple for me to ask for a spiritual talisman. As a result, I scolded my dad a lot......

Actually, only I know that I'm not crazy at all, I'm just fighting an unknown monster without gunpowder.

That night, I secretly took the original vanity mirror, and to be honest, I was really afraid to look at the contents of this mirror. Squinting his eyes, he told him a lot. Then he tucked the mirror into the pillow and lowered it.

That night, I slept exceptionally peacefully.

It's just that I didn't expect such a dream!

In a space that is transparent and lit on all sides, I am alone.

Then, out of nowhere, another person appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of me.

That's "me" too!

I know, this is the monster in my mirror!

"Who are you?" I asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

"How can it not matter, you have been annoying me for months!" I'm a little crazy.

"Hehehe...... he actually laughed, "in a sense, I'm actually you......"

"You ghost! Speak well to labor and management! "I'm really angry.

He also seemed to see that I was angry, and he stopped joking, and his expression became a little serious, "I'm from another parallel universe!" ”

"Huh?" I was stunned, this brother is too funny!

He seemed to read my thoughts, and quickly explained, "Don't believe me, I'm indeed from another parallel universe. ”

"Oh?" I actually forgot about my situation, and even said with a smile, "So what are you here for......"

It was only when those eyes swept over me like a sword that I remembered that I was talking to the same devil!

"I need an exit!"

"What?"

My heart suddenly tightened, exit? Could it be that he wants to come into this world? This devil?

I can't deny that in the past ten years, I have indeed lived a very poor life, but this does not mean that I will not care about the survival of all mankind because of the life and death of one person. I already feel that I have given up my life for righteousness!

Just when I was moved by my own righteousness and wept bitterly, the devil actually laughed.

This is, ridicule?

"Hehehe, are you thinking too much? I didn't plan to come to your world, I just wanted an exit for words! ”

Words, outlets?

"That's right." He stopped paying attention to my thoughts and said to himself, "I'm from another parallel universe where I've been through a lot of things, and now I need someone to record those things as an archival ......"

"Stop, stop, stop." I became more and more puzzled, "Why did you record what happened in other parallel universes?" ”

"Because ......" his gaze suddenly deepened, but suddenly returned to its previous ferocity, "why should I want you to explain?" Anyway, just write it to me! ”

"Me?" It was definitely a bolt from the blue.

"That's right, you."

"Why me?"

"There is no why. My cosmic radio waves are connected to you, and I can't find anyone else! ”

"But how do I write it? Feed! ”

"I'll dictate it, and you can record it......"

……

"Big brother, are you dictating? Aren't you keeping a journal? ”

"What, you have a better way?"

"No ......"

It didn't take long, and a story that wasn't short was completely told, and I just felt like my brain was full.

"The Exit ...... of Words"

I finally woke up.

It was still night outside the window, and after looking at the table below, it was only four o'clock in the morning.

I lay back in bed, but I couldn't sleep.

Fang Cai, is it a dream or an illusion?

Eventually, I put on a dress, sat down at my desk, took a pen and wrote in a book I had never written:

To be born as a man, to be born to die.

……

The winter sun doesn't rise until about six o'clock, and the morning light shines through the window and door and sprinkles on my desk.

I stopped the third pen that had been cut off, and looked at the notebook, which had been empty at all, was now densely covered with small print.

I don't know what came to mind, I suddenly lifted the notebook in my hand, and then tore off the pages one by one, and then, tore them to shreds!

Towards the morning sun, spilling out of the window.

Tiptoeing around with the study, secretly turned on the computer, thought for a while, and clicked on it.

I typed the words "chaos materialization", but after thinking about it, I deleted them one by one.

Finally, in the blank space where the cursor flashed, two words were typed:

humanness

Listening to the tide and watching the clouds, listening to the tide of time churning, and watching the clouds of the space.

"Being a man" is not a novel, but a story from a parallel universe.