In the quiet night, Ye Luan took the pills prescribed by Mr. X, lay down in the warm and dry quilt, and fell asleep deeply not long after.

Star Swirl looks at his sleeping face and whispers, "Return".

Three days later, Ye Luan appeared in the psychological clinic again, this time his face no longer looked as pale as paper, and the dark blue under his eyes was much lighter.

"Mr. Li, it seems that the treatment is very effective, and I can basically sleep for three or four hours at night these days." Ye Luan looked at Mr. X gratefully, and seemed to have deepened his trust in him.

Mr. X said, "Then let's continue with hypnotherapy." ”

Ye Luan lay down on the sofa cooperatively, without hesitation: "Do you want to talk about something today?" ”

Mr. X whispered, "You now imagine yourself back at home, back to your familiar bedroom. The room is warm and you lie on the bed, cover yourself with the quilt and get back to the feeling of falling asleep naturally......"

With Mr. X's deep and magnetic voice, Ye Luan gradually fell asleep, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you really understand hypnosis?" Star Swirl asked, tilting her head.

Mr. X nodded and said, "Otherwise, how could he be arranged by Mr. Lu with such an identity?" ”

Speaking of Lu Jingfan, Star Swirl didn't dispel the doubts in her heart for the past few days, and still asked, "Did Mr. Deer also cross over from the rift in time and space?" ”

Mr. X shook his head: "He doesn't have to go through the crack, he can come and go freely." ”

"He's so powerful...... Star Swirl looked thoughtfully out the window, "Who is better than Hermes or Mr. Deer?" ”

Mr. X didn't answer the question and said to her, "It's time to do something." ”

Hearing this, Star Swirl turned on the sharing function and attached it to Ye Luan once more.

This time he slept for an hour, and when he woke up, he felt refreshed.

"I feel much better." Ye Luan sat up from the sofa, stretched and asked, "Next time, when will I come?" ”

Mr. X said: "If you can try to relax like this at home, you don't have to come again, your state is gradually recovering." ”

Ye Luan solemnly thanked Mr. X and left the clinic. On the way back to the apartment, Ye Luan received a phone call.

"Is it Mr. Ye Luan?" A sweet female voice came from the other side.

Looking at the unfamiliar number, he wondered: "I'm Ye Luan, may I ask who you are?" ”

"I'm Chen Ru, the editor of Urban Essays, and I want to talk to you about my previous submissions, is that okay?"

"Yes! OK! Ye Luan nodded ecstatically, "I'll go over right away." ”

Hanging up the phone, he hurried towards the destination in two steps and one step at a time, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "It's really getting better!" ”

In the magazine, the person who met Ye Luan was Chen Ru's boss, an editor-in-chief surnamed Liu. He was holding a stack of manuscripts, frowned, and said, "Xiao Chen strongly recommends you to me, but in my opinion, this content is not very attractive. ”

Ye Luan's heart sank, he clenched his fists, and said in a muffled voice: "Then what do you mean by coming to me today?" ”

"Well, I've heard something about you," the wrinkles on the editor-in-chief's face widened, and there seemed to be prying eyes in them, "You might as well write 'those things' into it." I promise you, it's going to be a big hit! ”

"What?!" Ye Luan's face suddenly turned pale, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Those things...... It wasn't meant to be true. ”

"Who cares if it's true or not, you can add some plot to the original. You know, it's the ones that everyone loves to watch nowadays. The editor-in-chief squeezed his eyes, saw that he was unresponsive, and said: "Anyway, you go back and think about it, I'll give you two days to think about it." Don't miss your chance. ”

Ye Luan came out of the magazine, his figure swayed, his steps were vain, and he muttered: "Why, why can't you get rid of those things......

When she returned to the apartment, it was already dark, Wanwan was not at home, and Ye Luan knew that she had worked double jobs to pay the rent and would not be able to come back until late.

Ye Luan opened the refrigerator and saw the dinner left by Wanwan, and smiled with satisfaction, "Don't be cowardly, let's share some for her." He said to himself, taking the lunch box and putting it in the microwave.

The lights in the room were not on, and while waiting for a minute, Ye Luan suddenly looked at the mirror in front of him and looked at himself inside.

A little light in the rotating microwave oven became the only light source in the darkness, projected in the mirror, like a soul lamp guiding the way, trying to draw something out of the mirror.

Ye Luan approached the mirror, and his expression became strange.

He grinned in the mirror, and the black shadow in the mirror did the same, and he brushed the broken hair around his ear, but the black shadow in the mirror did not do it, but stayed on the previous action.

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped a lot inexplicably, the cold wind blew in through the window, like a pair of invisible hands brushing Ye Luan's face, the door of the room shook slightly, making a "crunch" sound, and the sewer seemed to have insects crawling and rustling.

Ye Luan suddenly sat on the ground and pointed to the mirror in horror: "You, you have appeared again!" ”

With a "ding", the light in the microwave oven went out, and another person seemed to repeat his words in the darkness: "Again, again......"

How can there be an echo? Star Swirl looked around suspiciously, unsure of what was going on. The energy lock vibrates slightly.

The voice faded away, Ye Luan stabilized his mind, stood up and went to turn on the light. The room was illuminated by the dim light, and he breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze swept over the mirror, but he paused again.

I don't know when the mirror was broken, the mirror surface was full of cracks, and the Ye Luan in the mirror was divided into countless parts, which looked extremely unreal. What's even more bizarre is that his reflection slowly turns into a charred face, which is grinning at himself.

Ye Luan confronted the face for a few seconds, stiffly stretched his legs and stepped back, but suddenly found that the figure in the mirror moved forward, as if he was about to come out of it.

"Ah——!!h Ye Luan screamed and ran out of the door, but bumped into Wanwan in the corridor.

"Ye Luan, what's wrong with you?" Wanwan grabbed his hand, and when she saw his frightened face, she became uneasy.

"Black, black monster!" Ye Luan gestured with his hands in the air, "He's coming out of the mirror!" ”

"Monsters?" Wanwan opened the door and craned her neck to look inside, "Nothing, are you having a nightmare?" ”

Ye Luan trembled and poked his head out from behind Wanwan, carefully following her line of sight and looking inward. The mirror was intact, and there was no black face in the mirror that he had just seen.

Wanwan took his hand and walked into the house, comforting: "Don't turn on the lights in order to save electricity, I will also be afraid of the dark." Her gaze fell on a white piece of paper on the table, on which a black human face was drawn, and she felt uncomfortable when she looked at it.

"What are you drawing?" Wanwan asked.

"Self-portrait."