Uncle Zhao told me that Li Yu had only recently started coming back often, and he hadn't been home for a few years before. This made me feel very guilty, because Li Yu was with me for most of the "first few years". He deepened the conflict between me and my parents, and I should have persuaded him to settle his old suspicions with his parents, but I didn't do anything. Thinking about what I've done in the past, and how easily they've forgiven me today, I feel ashamed.

Li Yu's area is a small, plain-looking house, which is very clean inside, but surprisingly has a lot of small decorations. Uncle Zhao said that Li Yu actually didn't like these decorations at all, but they were all put by Yu Wen, and she always felt too lonely.

Next, we enjoyed the photos of Li Yu when he was a child for a while, he was chubby and very cute when he was a child.

After all, the host no longer received me personally, so I didn't stay long. When I left, the housekeeper told me that Li Nuannuan was not feeling well, and that they would send a car to take me back, and if I wanted to go to other places, I could do whatever I wanted.

I didn't go to Li Nuannuan to say goodbye.

Although I was busy at noon, it was probably because Wu Jingkang's strength was really strong, and I was in such a good mood, so I didn't go back to the hospital directly in the afternoon, but went to Zheng's house first.

During my hospitalization, Song Jiayan kept calling me, but I never listened. Li Yu also told me that he was in a hurry, and although Li Yu was trying to reassure him, he was still very uneasy.

Actually, I didn't want to see him, and I felt that I had nothing to say to him, but it was necessary to talk to him about my mother and that lover, and the second elder of the Zheng family was also a very important person with us.

When I arrived at Zheng's house, only Mr. Zheng and Song Jiayan were there, and they told me that Mrs. Zheng was suffering from severe depression, and today was the day when Li Yu sent bodyguards to take her to see a psychiatrist.

Everything was calm here, and Li Yu sent his capable men here to protect them from any nuisance.

Song Jiayan asked me about my current situation, and he seemed relieved after I answered.

Since there was nothing worthwhile, I excused myself and left.

In fact, I'm really in trouble. I'm going to Luo Rin's house.

I've been able to enter Luo Rin's house smoothly because he once told me the password of their house, this is to make it easier for me to see PUTO, in the past, I naturally wouldn't run around for nothing, but now it's obviously different.

There was still no one in their house, and even the floor was covered with dust.

I didn't let the bodyguards in, I looked around on my own, and at first I didn't find anything worthwhile. There are a few books on the shelves, and a few are missing in each row, but this is not ruled out due to the style of arrangement, and I don't remember what it used to look like.

After looking at the bedroom, I'm sure there's really nothing of interest here, but I'm not discouraged, I know there must be something here.

Soon, I found the attic door on the top of the second floor, and was about to open it when my phone rang.

I took it out and saw that it was Li Yu, so I picked it up and asked, "Carp?" ”

Li Yu hurriedly asked, "I heard that my father asked my sister to pick you up for dinner?" ”

"That's right." I couldn't hold back my joy: "Are you awake?" Are you feeling okay physically? ”

Li Yu said: "Let's not mention it first, I heard that my father asked you to meet him in the morning while I was away?" ”

"Yes," I said with reluctance, "I can't say that he took advantage of your absence, he and your mother invited me to lunch." Tell me first, how are you? ”

Li Yu said: "I'm fine, are you back in the hospital now?" ”

"Nope." I said, "I'm at Luo Rin's house." ”

Li Yu's tone immediately looked a little panicked, "What are you doing at his house?" ”

I said, "I have a suspicion about him. I feel like I'll be able to find the answer in his house. ”

Li Yu said: "His house hasn't lived in for a long time, you better come out." ”

I said, "I'll go up to the attic and go out when I get down." ”

Li Yu said, "No, you can come out now." ”

I asked, "Why?" Do you know what's in the attic? ”

He opened his mouth, "I ......"

"Don't say you're afraid of danger," I said, "I don't believe it." ”

"I've turned it all over." Li Yu said: "Whatever answer you want, I'll give it to you." ”

I was stunned, "That'...... Is that what I think? ”

Li Yu was silent for a while and said, "I think so." ”

I asked, "Did you already know?" ”

"Well, it's just this time." Li Yu said: "It was only a suspicion before. ”

"Oh......"

It feels complicated.

Li Yu said: "Come out, since they are the same person, then there must be something unusual in his house, I don't want that kind of thing to hurt you." ”

I was stunned and asked in disbelief, "Are they the same person?" Do you mean Wu Jingkang and Luo Rin? ”

Li Yu asked in surprise: "Isn't this your suspicion?" ”

"It's not." How could I have thought so! I said in a trembling voice, "I just thought Luo Rin was doing something for them!" ”

"That was my sister's suspicion before." Li Yu said: "Don't talk, you come out first." I'm really not at ease. ”

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, I looked at the door on the ceiling. I don't know if anyone else feels the same way, but when something special is about to happen, I feel my scalp tighten a little bit and my heart seems to beat a little faster.

I feel like this at the moment, and I feel that this sixth sense is trustworthy, that there must be something special in this attic.

With that in mind, I moved a chair over, opened the door, unfolded the staircase that was to be stacked inside, and climbed up the stairs.

There was no small space inside, slightly cold but very clean. Along the wall, there are a few chests of drawers and standing cabinets that look very old from the outside, and they are all empty, I don't know if there is nothing in the first place, or Li Yu has moved them all.

But I still didn't want to give up, and walked around the cabinets, scrutinizing them. Finally, I found out.

On the side of the cabinet against the wall, a thin layer of wood is attached. Actually, there was nothing unusual about the plank, but I just thought it was a discovery, so I went back to the study and found some tools, and then came back and pried it off.

Then I made this discovery, which surprised me and seemed to be expected: there was a mirror inside.

Unlike the other mirrors, this one is covered in strange text and is in a haphazard format, as if it had been drawn randomly. Some of the fonts were legible, some were completely unreadable, and the text seemed to be identical to the one I found in the notebook I found at Haruman's house, except in a completely different font, apparently not written by the same person.

I quickly took out my phone and took a picture of it, but when I checked the photo, I found that there was only a mirror on the photo, and the text was not visible at all.

Having experienced so many bizarre events, I naturally don't make a fuss about this phenomenon. At this time, there were already footsteps outside, probably Li Yu also ordered the bodyguards, and they came in to look for me before they could wait for me.

After discovering the mirror, my sixth sense really didn't bother me, and I really couldn't find anything suspicious, so it stands to reason that I should go back.

But when I looked at myself in this mirror, I always felt that the person was both familiar and strange, she was both me and seemed to be less like me in some way, and my attention was attracted by this.

I looked at the person in the mirror, confused, and made what everyone would do: smiled slightly.

Then, I could clearly see that I in the mirror had bent the corners of my mouth down slightly.

I think ordinary people would feel frightened when they see this picture, but I don't feel it at the moment. Because the "me" in the mirror was so attractive to me, I couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

It seems that nothing has happened, but the footsteps that were still in my ears just now are gone.

I looked in the mirror in front of me, and the "I" in the mirror also looked at me, and suddenly, she smiled slightly.

I was startled again and couldn't help but pout.

After doing this, I realized that I had once again entered the world of mirrors.

So, is that woman who is a little like me my spirit just now? I have never seen my own spirit clearly, it used to be a fog, and I usually look in the mirror and I don't feel that the person in the mirror is different from the person who actually is. It seems that either this mirror is special, or this charm is powerful.

The world in the mirror is no different from the outside, and everything inside is not a mirror image as is usually thought, but from my point of view, it is exactly the same as the outside, I think, this is because I am also part of the mirror image, right?

As I thought, I consciously walked out of the attic and into the study.

Everything in the study was neatly arranged, and the shelves were lined up like healthy teeth, and at first glance it was no different.

However, as I had just looked closely, I spotted the books at a glance: yes, the books on the shelves were all in order.

The extra books were easy to distinguish, they were all white, and there was only one number on the spine, and I knew there must be a mystery in them, so I reached over and pulled out one of them, and opened it, and there was a clear, twisted air that was unsuspecting.

I instinctively felt the danger of the aura, and instinctively threw away the book and took a few steps back, only to see that the book fell to the ground, it was still open, and it was painted with strange words and patterns, and on top of those words and patterns condensed a distorted air, it was constantly changing, like a transparent mollusk that was struggling, staring at it for a while, and even making people feel fear, anger, and despair...... Such a very negative emotion.

But no matter how it moved, the bottom part was always fixed to the book, as if it had been glued to the book.

(. = )