An apartment with large floor-to-ceiling windows, the apartment has no bedroom, or the bedroom is already full of books and has become a study.

This leisure also reveals a sense of tranquility like in a rainy night, a sense of disordered elegance.

The early morning sun fell through the white curtain on a figure lying quietly, a man, but with a somewhat feminine face and fine white skin. He was crisscrossed on his abdomen, covered with a thin quilt. The delicate face looks better in the soft light, and this is also a man who can be called a beautiful man at any time.

Suddenly, he woke up, as if he had seen something disgusting.

He tumbled out of bed again and rushed to the bathroom, the tumbling contents of his stomach pouring out.

"Gross..."

How many times? For the sixth time... Zuo Hua touched his dark circles and smiled wryly, stood up and looked at the mirror, he was stunned again.

The man in the mirror slowly evolved into another image, one that scared him.

It was a woman with long black hair that was close to gray, a good face and a good figure, and her eyes were beautiful glass red.

The woman with blood on the corner of her mouth slowly raised her hand with a gentle smile and pointed at Zuo Hua with her slender fingers.

"We... It's one. ”

Shirley!

Zuo Hua's heart was shocked, and the woman who appeared in the mirror was his in-game character in the game called "ACI".

"I'm not you, and you're not me..."

The trembling, unconvincing voice was easily pierced by Shirley. The woman's eyes seemed to have insight into everything in the world, with a strong sense of banter and teasing.

"So, who am I? Shirley? Zuo Hua... I'm that part of yourself that you don't want to face, and we're one. We have all learned Freud's 'Three Selfs' personality structure, you represent the most perfect side of Zuo Hua, polite and wise, kind and honest, and I represent the most evil side of Zuo Hua, and you cannot deny the fact that the pathetic self is eaten away by separation. ”

Shirley's body became fierce, and she threw herself on the mirror and looked at herself with bloodshot eyes.

"Recognize yourself!"

If there was another person present, I am afraid that I would be very frightened. The current scene is like this, Zuo Hua looked at the mirror with the expression and personality that belonged to [Zuo Hua], and suddenly he became a little coquettish, looking at the mirror with an evil look and talking to himself.

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She's right, Shirley is right, no... Shirley is who I am, and I'm right.

Wrong! I'm not a girl, I've been Zuo Hua since I was a child!

The education he has received since he was a child, the worldview he has received is crazy in refuting Zuo Hua's admission that he is Shirley, his brain is like a chaotic battlefield, and after a while, Shirley has the upper hand and whispers triumphantly in his ear, "You are me, I am you." For a moment, the normal worldview prevailed, and in his ear he yelled, "Don't give up!" It's your evil nature, don't be fooled by her! ”

Two voices were arguing, and he felt like his brain was going to crack.

"Ahh Don't make any noise! ”

Sound... After calming down, he leaned on the washbasin and looked in the mirror, but his face became more feminine and his hair grew a little longer. The change in his body frightened him, and the poor good man walked slowly away with his forehead on his back.

After calming down for a long time, Zuo Hua gently curled the hair in his left ear with his index finger.

"I'm supposed to have been activated by that damn game right now, and I realized the other side of myself and started to metamorphose... Miracles, weird, incredible... It's enough to make people want to dissect it in both the psychological and physical worlds, so first make sure that my changes are not known..."

After roughly reluctantly accepting the fact that [Shirley is Zuohua], he didn't even notice that his thinking speed and thinking ability were faster, or that he was closer to Shirley as a pragmatist.

Ding dong.

The doorbell interrupted Zuo Hua's thinking about himself, and he returned to reality from the thinking palace he had built. He quickly sat up from the bed, put on a set of clothes that looked very tight, and dressed up without revealing any flesh, and put on his slippers before going out and opening the door.

"Teacher Zuo, what are you learning in today's violin lesson?"

As soon as he opened the door, an energetic voice came out, and when he lowered his head slightly, Zuo Hua saw a good-looking face with a very optimistic mood, with slightly longer eyebrows and average eyelashes, but just right, the eyes that are not big or small with the pointed chin look a little weird.

Lin Xuelun, the girl's name. Students who teach their own amateur violin one-on-one, and the class schedule is one lesson on Wednesday and one lesson on Saturday.

"Hmm... Come in. ”

Zuo Hua invited the other party to enter the door, then closed the door and walked to the front.

"Mr. Zuo really likes to turn on the air conditioner, obviously it is about ten degrees outside, and the air conditioner is still on in the house."

Lin Xuelun's eyes flickered, and her attention was focused on her teacher's half-cut calves exposed from her nightgown and her slipper-wearing feet.

It's beautiful, please forgive her for using that word to describe her teacher, to describe a man, but it is. The white skin, the beautiful calves with no leg hair, the slender feet and the slightly rounded and congested heels make you want to touch them.

[It's so rude, how can you be disrespectful to your teacher?] 】

"Wow, teacher, did you just get up?"

Zuo Hua looked at the curtain in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall, hummed noncommittally, and then turned around and sat on a single sofa, his left leg resting on his right thigh very naturally, showing his slender and good-looking.

"Vivaldi Concerto in G major, first movement, do you want to practice in F major, D melody minor?"

Grabbed the long hair on his left ear again and pinched it to play, Zuo Hua didn't like teaching students very much, but in order to maintain normal social nature, it was a last resort.

"Huh! Is it that hard to get up to the first time? ”

Lin Xuelun swallowed her saliva, not long after she was admitted to the third level, Zuo Hua directly regarded the assessment song of the fourth grade violin as her etude. This devil teacher...

[I always feel that Mr. Zuo's state is a little wrong today... But maybe that's the case? After all, I haven't known Mr. Zuo for two or three weeks... If you look closely, Mr. Zuo looks... It's like a girl. 】