I'm sorry, Mu Yi buried himself in the code, forgot the time, and uploaded it late, and I ask for your forgiveness.

The clock struck twelve times in the middle of the night, and most of the North City was silent.

Ren Han'an's home was brightly lit, and every light in the room was turned on by him. Although he got the old peasant's Jade Buddha today, he was still a little worried in his heart.

He sat in front of his computer, listlessly browsing the web. The old farmer's words in the afternoon, combined with his recent experiences, made him wonder if he had been contaminated with something unclean.

He touched the Buddha hanging on his chest, calmed down a little, and believed what the old farmer said, he didn't know how much he could believe. But there is no other way but to use dead horses as live horse doctors.

The room was very bright, except for the occasional mouse click. He didn't dare to sleep, he was scared but he couldn't sleep, and he didn't feel sleepy at all now.

Turning his head to look inside the room from time to time, his mind was not on the Internet at all. I clicked on a link very casually, and a window popped up, and in an instant the entire screen went black.

Ren Han'an clicked the mouse a few times, but there was no response. I subconsciously pressed the restart button of the computer, but there was still no response. He left the computer chair and went to the back of the computer to see if there was a problem with the link between the console and the monitor. Tightening the connections everywhere, the monitor flashed.

Back in the chair, the monitor should have gone from being pitch black to white. Ren Han'an was a little puzzled, thinking that there was a problem with the computer or a virus or something. Just as he was about to shut down the computer, the computer screen went black again.

Ren Han'an was stunned for a moment, and then the computer began to transform between black and white, which was a little dazzling. "Dear An An, I love you." Eight blood-red characters suddenly appeared in the center of the computer screen, accompanied by the background of the constant transformation of black and white, which was particularly dazzling.

"Poof"! Ren Han'an fell to the ground with a chair and fell out a long way. His mouth was wide open, his eyes were wide open, and his face seemed to freeze.

After holding it like this for about four or five seconds, he finally reacted, crawled to the side of the host, kept pressing the shutdown button with trembling fingers, and didn't dare to look at the monitor again, and finally, the display light of the computer host went out.

Ren Han'an raised his head tremblingly and looked at the monitor, but the monitor still remained the same as it was just now, and the eight blood-red characters were motionless against the background of the constant transformation of black and white.

What's going on? Ren Han'an went crazy and directly unplugged the computer, but he didn't dare to look at the display screen again.

He just sat motionless on the ground, panting, beads of sweat crawling all over his forehead, his legs were limp, he no longer felt anything, the whole room was quiet, and he couldn't even see his panting.

Ren Han'an closed his eyes, for fear that he would see something he shouldn't see in one eye. I don't know how long it took, but his ass was a little numb.

After struggling in his heart for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage to slowly open his eyes: "It must be a virus in the computer, yes, it must be a virus in the computer!" ”

Ren Han'an kept admonishing himself, trying to calm himself down. Holding on to the table, he struggled to his feet.

He swallowed, took a deep breath, held it firmly, and walked quickly to the monitor with his composure, and looked at it with wide eyes, and sure enough, the monitor was turned off, and there was nothing on it.

"Whew-" Ren Han'an let out a long breath, and finally let go of his throat. Sure enough, it was a virus in the computer. He picked up the computer chair on the floor and sat down peacefully. The mood gradually calmed down.

Finding someone to fix the computer tomorrow was Ren Han'an's first thought. His second thought was that it was the old farmer who fooled people, and he was still suspicious during the day yesterday, since he heard the old farmer's words, he thought that he had hit the evil spirit, and he was embarrassed just now.

Ren Han'an smiled bitterly and shook his head, laughing at himself for being deceived by an old farmer. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through my mind. He straightened up, no!

Tengdi stood up and took three steps and two steps to the bathroom door, and when his right hand touched the handle, he hesitated.

This door, open, or not?

He was now a little shaken by the idea of computer poisoning, and he thought of the line on the computer: Dear An An, I love you. And that sentence on the mirror in the bathroom at noon today.

Could this be a coincidence?

Meng Yao left this sentence on the mirror in the morning, he can understand, why does this sentence appear when the computer is infected with a virus?

His computer has a password, Meng Yao doesn't know at all, so it's impossible to do anything on his computer, if the computer is poisoned, can it be so coincidental?

He couldn't explain it at all, and he wanted to take a look in the bathroom, maybe he could find a suitable reason. But when his hand touched the bathroom handle, a cold feeling spread to his hand and spread to his heart. There seemed to be a thought telling him, don't open it, don't open it, there's a monster inside, it's not a bathroom, it's Pandora's box.

Maybe it's best to go to bed now, forget about the damn words, forget about the damn computer virus.

To open, or not to open?

"Die or die!" Shouting and emboldening himself, Ren Han'an no longer hesitated.

The door opened.

The bathroom lights are also on. Ren Hanan stood at the door, not in a hurry to go in, looked around at the objects in the bathroom, and there was nothing suspicious.

Step by step, step by step, Ren Han'an walked to the washbasin, and the line was gone!

Did I erase it later? He wasn't sure what he could eat. I stood in front of the mirror and thought for a moment, without a clue.

I should go to bed, sleep is the best solution. Ren Han'an gave up, unwilling to think too much about these things that he couldn't figure out.

He lowered his head and turned on the faucet. I was on the ground for a long time, and my hands were dirty.

I washed my hands carefully, took a white towel from the shelf next to me, and prepared to wipe my hands. An inadvertent glance froze him again.

He saw the mirror, the mirror on which the words had been written. The mirror was clean, there were no words, and there were no portraits.

How so?

Ren Han'an casually threw the towel aside, looked at the mirror carefully, didn't touch the mirror with his hand, and didn't notice that the white towel that hadn't finished wiping his hands was flushed red.

After tossing for a long time without results, he put one hand around his chest and the other hand on his chin and pondered: Why doesn't the mirror image?

The mirror changed, and his figure appeared in the mirror, which he keenly noticed, and noticed that his chin was covered in red liquid in the mirror.

He wiped his chin with his hand, only to see that the red liquid was getting more and more like he had just come out of some kind of red liquid.

He lowered his head, and the two kept flipping their hands in front of him, rubbing each other, and then pulled out a towel and wiped it repeatedly. The hands were wiped dry, but both hands turned red.

When he raised his head and took a towel to wipe his face again, he found that the portrait in the mirror had changed

A bust of a cape covering his face and a red pajama appeared in the mirror.

"Ahh

"Ah——!h Rub your eyes again, look again.

"Ahhh——!h

After just four exclamations and a scream, Ren Han'an passed out straight.