Then I woke up.

This strange dream, as real as if it had happened, even after waking up, was still deeply imprinted in my mind, lingering, and the strange thing was that I could not remember whether I could see his face clearly, I felt as if I saw it, but I felt as if I woke up when he turned his head.

It felt like I had lost my memory, and I didn't know who this person was.

I looked outside, it was already dark, which meant that it would be night again soon, and now that I was living in this camp, I seemed to understand the mood of the team stationed here. I began to fear that such a night would come, and even though I had only been here for one night, I began to reject the strange feeling and the things that were happening.

Wang Zhexuan didn't know where he went, so I came out of the camp to Wamian to see if he was outside, but after coming out, there was still no trace of him, and I wondered where he would go at this time?

But after a while he came back, I asked him where he had been, and he said that he couldn't sleep so he looked around to make sure that there was something unusual around during the day, and I didn't speak, and I lifted the clothes on my left hand again, and found that there was still no strange pattern on it, and I said, "This pattern on my arm has disappeared again, what is going on?" ”

Mr. Wang didn't seem to be talking about it, saying, "It probably only happens at night." ”

I glanced at him, and that was where I felt strange about him again, because he didn't usually talk like that, but I didn't say anything, but stood outside the camp, looking at the woods, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

The night came as scheduled, and I seemed to have an idea of going there, but when Wang Zhexuan asked me what my plans were, I said a little defensively: "You said that there is another me in the wooden house, but I still want to go to the wooden house, and I want to find out who the two corpses in the wooden house are." ”

Wang Zhexuan didn't speak, and I didn't care if he wanted to have the same surname as me, so I set off in the direction I remembered, but Wang Zhexuan still followed.

None of us spoke on the way, as if each of us was thinking about something, and after walking for a while, I suddenly said, "You said that this pattern on the arm is a sign of a mirage, but I thought about it for a day, but I thought it was not." ”

Wang Zhexuan heard me talking about this topic again, and seemed to instinctively reject my conversation, so he didn't answer my words, and I continued: "In this matter, you lied to me, and deliberately involved pineapple, I remember that Team Fan once told me that when a thing is true and false mixed together, it is difficult for us to distinguish the truth and falsehood of this matter, the only way to distinguish is to understand every detail, but what if I don't understand? ”

Wang Zhexuan stopped talking, but he had already stopped, standing in place, I also stopped and turned to look at him, and then continued: "This pattern is related to pineapple is true, half of what you said is also true, but only one very core place is fake, that is, this pattern is still a mirage mark, on the contrary, this is not only not a mirage mark, but also a basis for identifying whether you have been replaced by a mirage in a mirage." ”

When Wang Zhexuan heard me say this, he asked me, "How did you know the name mirage?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, thinking that I would say it naturally, but when he asked the question, I didn't react for a while, and then a scene of a conversation was reflected in my mind, which turned out to be a scene from a dream, as if I had forgotten a lot about this dream I had during the day, and the person with his back to me said, "Do you know about mirages? ”

I shook my head and said, "I don't know." ”

He said: "When you enter a mirage, a mirage will be created, and the mirage will be exactly the same as yourself, and the only way to tell the difference will be to have a peculiar pattern on your left arm, and the mirage will not be." ”

It was as if I had more conversations with this person in my dreams, but I don't know why many of them were forgotten after waking up, or rather hidden in the depths of the subconscious.

I didn't answer Wang Zhexuan, I asked, "Where is the real Wang Zhexuan?" ”

The person in front of me just looked at me and said no more, he said, "I'm real." ”

I think of the other Wang Zhexuan who was buried in the soil and died, he had this pattern on his arm, but he was dead, so that is......

The Wang Zhexuan in front of me obviously knew what I was thinking at this time, and he said, "He Yang, you have been bewitched, what I told you is the truth. ”

I fell into a huge psychological struggle, because if it is really what I said, then it means that Wang Zhexuan is dead, but I can't accept the truth that Wang Zhexuan died like this, so under such a psychological drive, I hesitated again, after all, this is not the truth that I have already confirmed, but there is this pattern and there is no this pattern, it is indeed a dividing line of truth, and now the most obvious thing is that either I am wrong, or Wang Zhexuan is wrong.

So who is wrong?