She curled up in the corner barefoot, the snowflakes fluttering in the night like marshmallows, and she liked to eat them the most.

The sparkling snowflakes fell lightly on her waterfall-like black hair, and she rubbed her hands lightly, feeling a little cold.

Zhou Xueying knew that she was going to die, but in fact, she didn't want to die, she still had a lot of wishes unfulfilled.

Go to the cinema with him to watch a horror movie, cover your eyes and fall into his arms and scream.

Go to KTV with him and sing the brainwashing dance music of those square dance aunts.

Go with him to the Oceanarium and bask in the blue romantic world.

Go to the playground with him and count the stars on the Ferris wheel......

Everyone thinks she is a cold girl, but in fact, she just talks less, and other girls don't want to talk to her, so she can only be alone.

She is also a girl, of course, yearning for the beauty of love. What girl wouldn't want to show her bird's affection in front of her beloved?

He said he had to get ahead. Since this is his goal, she must help him achieve it.

She knew that he was a smart man, and as long as he focused on one thing, there was nothing he couldn't do.

He has changed since he was with her, and he began to find ways to surprise her and make her happy, but how can a person with lofty ambitions put his heart on a woman?

She couldn't drag him down.

Yang Yuhuan is so beautiful, looking back and smiling, the king will not be early from now on. Bao Xi didn't like to laugh, she laughed after the princes of the beacon fire, and as a result, the daughter laughed at the death of the Zhou Dynasty.

Since ancient times, she didn't want to be such a woman.

She became more and more anxious when she saw his stupidity, maybe it would be better for her to be cold to him, right?" she thought to herself.

So she didn't smile much.

But the more she tried to distance herself from him, the more he tried to amuse her.

She didn't want him to fall like this, but she couldn't bother to break up with him.

Maybe everything will change when you die, okay?

She gradually became colder, the temperature of her whole body slowly flowed away, her life was also slowly flowing away, she knew that her time was running out, she heard that when people are going to die, they will review the process of this life, and she still wants to see him again, so she picked up the matchbox on the ground and gently lit one.

The halo slowly grew larger, enveloping her in a gradual way......

She saw a lot, all the things that had happened in the days he had been with her.

"It's good to have you. She smiled like a blooming rose.

You're going to go back alive, you're so good, you're sure you'll meet more excellent girls in the future, she thought to herself.

She slowly closed her eyes and never opened them again.

Sure enough, it was the background of the story of BAD END, Jiang Bai stood with his hands in his hands, thinking about the plot direction of the dungeon.

There is no doubt that the destruction of the NPCs is a force majeure plot trend, and he and the fat man have no way to change the plot.

The guest bedroom was in the southeast corner of the room, and the night was thick, and the moonlight flowed through the window lattice on the floor, leaving a silver silhouette.

Occasionally, the night breeze blows in your face, and there is a chill in your face.

On the Scandinavian-style table, there are two goblets, filled with red wine, and the rich aroma slowly wanders indoors, probably only a certain number of years old winery can make it.

The fat man was looking at the wine greedily at the moment.

However, at this moment, the sound of the iron mask man's saw blade rubbing outside the house suddenly sounded, "Clever guy, I warn you to stay away from the mirror. ”

......

In the bathroom, a dark figure stood silently in front of a large round mirror.

There are many legends about mirrors, and there are folk tales of Bloody Marys in the West.

Just walk up to the mirror in the dark, and the mirror will reflect what you looked like before you died, and the blood-eating witch will find you, pin you to the wall with her razor-sharp armor, gouge out your eyes with terrifying fangs, and torture you to death.

While reminiscing about the horror story, it was indeed a little creepy for the third watch to sneak up in the middle of the night and look in the mirror, Jiang Bai didn't have any special feelings about these ghost rumors, and if you want to say the reason, it may be that he is used to it.

Jiang Bai didn't turn on the light, he came from the bedroom quietly, not wanting to disturb anyone.

It was all lonely all around, and the moonlight sprinkled on the sink, which was clean and neatly tidy, and even spotless.

But the Man in the Iron Mask is not a clean-loving person, and his clothes are a little shabby, and he looks like he has experienced something embarrassing.

And what Jiang Bai cares about the most is the black toothpaste in the plastic tooth cup, there are all kinds of toiletries here, but it is certain that no one has ever used them, these things are more like decorations placed here.

Suddenly, there was a fresh breeze blowing outside the window, a little cold, like the first wind after the snow melted in winter, refreshing and cool.

According to the Iron Mask's warning, looking in the mirror should be considered a taboo, especially in the middle of the night, when ghosts and spirits are haunted.

Another gust of night wind blew, and Jiang Bai suddenly thought of something that he had neglected.

He hurriedly looked at the window, and remembered correctly, the window was locked, just like the one in the bedroom.

So, where did this gust of wind come from?

Strong psychological hints are possible, and the New Testament of the Bible has a record of Jesus restoring sight to the blind, allowing the cripple to walk immediately, and raising the dead.

But with his current alertness, it would not be easy for anything to interfere with him.

He looked in the mirror again, and the problem was indeed here.

There was a sudden burst of ghostly light in the mirror, and in the light was a person, whose eye sockets were deep, and the thick dark circles under his eyes were like thick ink being painted two or three times, his eyes were densely covered with bloodshots, and his hair was unkempt like a pile of weeds.

He knew that this man had little life left, probably dying.

His face, which was as thin as the bark of a dead tree, suddenly became hideous.

In the end, he actually smiled, but this smile was a little weird.

Jiang Bai could be sure that it was his face.

"The Mirror of Hell can show what a person looks like before he dies. The Man in the Iron Mask appeared outside the door at some point, "Run!

Let's withdraw first, Jiang Bai thought to himself, he still has some things that have not yet been decided.

When leaving, Jiang Bai seemed to hear the sound of something cracking, as if the seal of hell had been forcibly broken, and some monster had escaped from it.

"Hurry up, don't look back!" the Iron Mask's hoarse voice trembled slightly, "When you can see it, it can see you!"

"What's behind us?" Jiang Bai asked.

"I don't know, I used to meet people who didn't believe in evil like you, and they took me to investigate the mirror late at night, I was smoking at the door and waiting for him, and when I noticed something abnormal, he was gesturing in front of the mirror, like a woman dressing up, the scene was so weird, I was frightened, and I ran out in a hurry. ”

The Man in the Iron Mask took a deep breath, "Then he disappeared from this world, the mirror is like a door, connecting this world and hell, they should not exist in this world, the only way to escape is to be released. ”

The lamp in the corridor flickered suddenly, like a bright meteor piercing the sky in an instant, and then it dimmed until it went out.

Dense darkness descended in an instant, enveloping the entire apartment.

It was dark, it was an absolute black, there was not the slightest light, and in this case it was impossible to see the surroundings.

After walking against the wall for a while, the Man in the Iron Mask suddenly said, "That thing didn't follow. ”

"There's something wrong here. Jiang Bai looked into the depths of darkness, and darkness was also reflected in his eyes.

"It's broken!" the Man in the Iron Mask uneasily touched a door and stared at the alloy security door for a long time, "The house number is gone! we may not be where we used to be......"

"Space distortion?" Jiang Bai was slightly stunned, "I have to go back to find the fat man, he may be in danger." ”

"Which fat man?" the Man in the Iron Mask was stunned.

"Wang Fatzi, it's the guy who uses the word count for water, and it looks like it's 200 pounds. Jiang Bai shrugged.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" the Man in the Iron Mask stared at him in a strange tone, "Where have you ever been a fat man?"

"This is not the time to joke. Jiang Bai's voice froze.

"Who's in the mood to joke with you at this time?" said the Man in the Iron Mask impatiently, "This is a hellish apartment!"

"Do you remember who I came here with?" Jiang Bai suddenly asked.

"You came with a couple, and then the iceberg lady knocked on the door, and you ran out without being advised, and in the end you came back by yourself. The Man in the Iron Mask said earnestly.

It's messed up, it's all messed up!

In the cognition of the man in the iron mask, Wang Fatzi is actually an extra person.

This was no illusion, and he clearly remembered that the fat man was indeed in the bronze door that had come with him.

"Have you ever heard of that experiment. The Man in the Iron Mask said quietly, "Schrödinger's cat." ”

Schrödinger is an Austrian physicist who wants to extend microscopic quantum behavior to the macroscopic world.

So a British Shorthair cat was put into a small sealed black box with a small amount of radioactive material at the same time.

There is a 50% chance that the radioactive material will decay and kill the poor kitten, and a 50% chance that it will not decay and the cat will survive.

From the perspective of classical physics, one of these two outcomes will inevitably occur in the small black box, but the observer must open the box to know the result, and in the quantum world, when the box is closed, the whole system has been in an uncertain wave state, that is, the superposition of life and death of cats.

Whether the cat is alive or dead can only be determined after the box has been opened and the matter has been observed by an outside observer in the form of particles.

"Are you saying that Fat Wang's current situation is like that helpless kitten, maybe he is in a state of superposition of life and death?"

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