Bi Shenghua and Xiao Qi both heard their hairs stand on end.

Especially now that Mo Yu was standing in front of a gray mirror and talking, and the lights in Aoki's studio were too dim. It was almost twelve o'clock, and they wondered if something strange would appear in that mirror.

It's time to change a few bright bulbs for him. As a landlord, I think so for the rest of my life.

"And then?" Xiao Qi looked at Mo Yu with concern and asked.

……

I'm scared. Mo Yu said.

I think my screams should be heard throughout the building. But the strange thing is that my roommates didn't seem to know, and only Li Qian rushed in.

Li Qian hugged me and comforted me softly, helped me back to bed, coaxed me to sleep, and comforted me that if there is a ghost, it is only my own soul, telling me not to be afraid.

Li Qian is my roommate. She is actually more superstitious than me, not only obsessed with looking in the mirror, but more importantly, obsessed with Situ as a person. As long as Situ said something, Li Qian would treat it as a holy decree, and she wouldn't allow others to say half a word. She often said that she was destined to be Situ's person in her life, and no matter how many women Situ had outside, she was willing to be with Situ.

In order to facilitate her meeting with Situ, she also rented a house outside. In fact, we all know that Situ doesn't like her at all, and he has never been to where she lives. It's just that everyone is sisters, so don't say it.

She happened to come to the dormitory to see us that day. She stayed with me all night, and the next day she said that Szeto had returned to MIT, and her house was very empty, so she told us to simply move in with her.

The little sisters moved in one after another, but I didn't move because it was almost my final exam.

In those days, I was left alone in the dormitory, and Li Qian would sometimes come over to accompany me. She looked at me and said that I had lost my soul in the mirror.

After the final exam, Li Qian came to me and said that she had called Situ and knew the way to get the soul back.

I remember that day, just after summer vacation, that Sunday, I followed her to her place.

The other sisters weren't there, and she said they all went out to work part-time.

Her room has two mirrors more than one person high, like two doors, connected together by hinges that can be folded.

At twelve o'clock, she opened the two mirrors and turned them into a large square mirror.

She made me stand in front of the mirror. I saw myself in the mirror, split in half by the seams of the two mirrors.

I looked into my eyes and imagined the biological waves coming out of me being reflected back by the mirror and back by my pupils, oscillating back and forth between me and the mirror.

Slowly, I felt that the air between me and the mirror was a little heavier, as if there was some kind of substance.

Li Qian said that my soul has been formed. She began to slowly turn one of the mirrors, forming an angle to the other.

She told me not to move, saying that when the two mirrors were closed, my soul would be captured and "me" could be brought back to me.

I thought, what do I do when the two mirrors are closed? How can my soul come back to me unless I'm also locked up in a mirror?

But I quickly became so attracted to myself in the mirror that I forgot to ask questions.

When the mirror was rotated to form an angle, I saw two of myself in the mirror, one on the left and one on the left and one in the mirror.

I stood there without moving at all, while the "I" in the two mirrors was slowly moving.

When the angle between the mirrors was close to 90 degrees, I saw the third "me".

I know that this is the principle of plane mirror imaging that I learned in junior high school physics, but I still think it's amazing, especially when the third "me" comes out of the gap between the mirrors little by little, it is like restoring the process of a person's soul generation.

Little by little, the "I" appeared, and little by little it split into two "I".

Then, I saw four "I's".

The angle of the mirror continues to shrink, and the "I" in the mirror continues to move.

Just as life evolves in a cyclical and endless way, I see a fifth "me". Repeat the process of the third "I".

Li Qian was still turning the mirror, perhaps because the mirror was too heavy, her movements became very slow.

I saw six, seven, eight, nine......

As the angle of the mirror became smaller and smaller, I saw more and more "me".

The mirrors on both sides were almost touching my body, and I couldn't count how many of them were in the mirrors.

The space became very cramped, the light was dim, and I felt very stuffy and depressing. I wanted to go out, but I couldn't make a sound, I couldn't take a step. I couldn't move anything except my eyes.

I could only look in the mirror and look at one "me" after another. Those "mes" are real and illusory, and I don't even know which is the real me, or if they are all my souls.

I suddenly found that each "I" face was a little different, some were bright, some were dull, some were a little young, and some were old. I started looking at them one by one until I saw the thirteenth face.

……

Mo Yu stopped when he said this.

The studio was so quiet that you could hear everyone's breathing.

Xiao Qi bit his somewhat shriveled lip, and opened his mouth to say something but didn't say it. Or the proprietress was straightforward and asked, "What's wrong with the thirteenth face?" ”

Mo Yu's body trembled slightly, and he said for a long time before he said, "I don't know how to describe this face, but I know that it is what I will look like after I die." ”

I am not afraid to spend my life without being afraid, and I can't help but listen to it creepy at this time. She stroked the short hair in front of her forehead and scolded softly: "Wipe it, don't look in the mirror in the future." ”

Xiao Qi couldn't help but stand up, walked behind Mo Yu, and wanted to reach out and pat Mo Yu on the shoulder. He really wanted to tell Mo Yu that the mirror is always just a mirror, and this kind of thing is fake. But before his hand touched Mo Yu, he felt a hand on his shoulder, and he could still feel the cool breeze on his neck.

Xiao Qi was startled, turned around suddenly, and saw Aoki coming behind him at some point.

Xiao Qi said: "Why are you scary? ”

Aoki said, "You know it's scary, too. ”

Xiao Qi looked back at Mo Yu and his hand that was about to put on Mo Yu's shoulder, and knew that Aoki was right.

Bi Shenghua asked Aoki: "Don't sell Guanzi, what's going on?" ”

Aoki said, "She was controlled by a clever hypnotic technique, which you can also interpret as a witchcraft. Her memory should be until she saw what she looked like when she died, and judging by her account, it should have been last Sunday, and it has been seven days until today. Everything she did in the past seven days, including singing at Ruhua Bar, she didn't know at all, and she didn't remember it. ”

"In other words, she has been sleepwalking for the past seven days."