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Most of the time, people who are splashed with cold water in their faces wake up immediately. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Xiaoyu simplified the process because his eyes were already open.

He was a little confused.

Gradually, he felt a little cold, and gradually he heard the sound of tap water rushing out of the faucet.

Finally, Wu Xiaoyu noticed that there was a mirror in front of him.

The man in the mirror had puffy eyes, a pale face, messy hair, and water droplets on his cheeks that were accumulating and growing along the lines of his skin, meandering downward.

Now the man was taking a sip of water from his cup and spitting it in the pool, red.

Then, he started brushing his teeth.

This man he knew very well. This is the kind of situation that he is very familiar with.

It's exactly what he hates the most, the way he gets up every morning.

The man in the mirror was himself.

But he had clearly just woken up, and he hadn't done anything yet.

He was stunned.

Then, at once, an irrepressible fear took over his brain, and the cold air that came from the very end of his back quickly crept all over his body, and he froze, unable to move. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't even open his mouth. He wanted to tremble, but he didn't move.

Just as Wu Xiaoyu was trying to control himself, his body suddenly froze, as if it instantly turned into a cage and locked it on the ground.

He immediately lost all sense.

This is a very different situation from a coma.

Like a screaming rock song that came to an abrupt end, he suddenly couldn't see anything, he could no longer hear the sound of water, he could no longer feel the cold, and he didn't even know if he was still breathing.

There was only a loud buzzing noise, the only thing that accompanied it was a final set of tactile nerve reflexes from all parts of the body, confused, crashing and scurrying in the depths of the soul.

Because they can't find that familiar path to reach the brain.

Who has ever tasted this taste?

No one on earth has ever tasted it.

If a scholar from the Searle Alliance was present, then he could tell Wu Xiaoyu that the control of his brain nerves over his body just now was instantly cut off by one of the several common ways in the universe.

Now, the control of the nerves over the body is instantly connected.

So it seems that countless reincarnations have passed, and it seems that in the next moment, everything is back, the sound of water, the cold touch of water droplets crawling, the mirror in front of him, and the people in the mirror have all returned to Wu Xiaoyu's perception range again.

Except for the complete inability to control his body, everything was great.

"You should feel it"

As he was wandering, the person in the mirror squinted his eyes slightly, and spit out syllables word by word.

Wu Xiaoyu tried his best to jump away, wanted to turn around, wanted to leave the house quickly, wanted to rush onto the street and hide in the crowd. But he couldn't move.

Oh my! Who's going to save me!

He had no idea what was going on, so his only thought was despair.

He even had to keep his eyes open, watching in horror as the person in the mirror slowly moved his lips as if he were speaking for the first time.

"No one can save you, parasite." As he spoke, he gently turned his wrist to pour out the remaining water from the cup, and then gently moved it to the left side of the pool and laid it down against the corner. ----- is exactly the same as Wu Xiaoyu's usual actions after washing.

The only difference is that Wu Xiaoyu didn't control his body to do those movements at all.

Wu Xiaoyu is creepy! What's wrong with me? What did I do? What the hell, what the hell!

At this moment, he missed his parents, his classmates, his friends, and even the person he hated the most, if he appeared by his side at this moment, he would forgive her as quickly as possible and hug her tightly.

He panicked, but now he was surrounded by nothing but fear, and the source of fear remained. All kinds of ghost stories and horror movie shots came one after another, pouring into my heart.

What the hell is this!

"Watch your words! Parasites! ”

Wu Xiaoyu in the mirror frowned, he seemed to be a little angry.

Next, Wu Xiaoyu watched him play with the toothbrush with his right hand, and the other hand was removed from the light blue cup, and then spread out his five fingers and gently put it next to the pool, the water in the morning was very cold, and the surface of the black imitation marble tiles was even colder, and a cold air quickly spread from the palm of his hand to the surroundings, and gradually stinged.

If Wu Xiaoyu could control his body at this moment, he would definitely try his best to open his eyes and scream loudly like a middle-aged woman who was robbed of a bag in the downtown area.

Because the person in the mirror suddenly clenched the toothbrush in his right hand, his nails were completely pierced into the flesh, the back of his hand was white, and the muscles were tangled. He stared horrified at the blue light of his sleeve in the mirror, and his right hand grabbed the toothbrush and thrust it into the back of his left palm, as if that position had something he hated the most.

Hot! Blood splattered.

Wu Xiaoyu didn't have time to feel the pain, and his right hand had already pulled out a toothbrush with a long string of blood beads, and then stabbed it hard again.

Again, again, again, again.

Deep holes appeared on the back of the palm in an instant, and they disappeared at once, because the blood also gushed out of it instantly, and they scrambled to spread all over the back of the hand, flowing between the unconscious spasmodic and convulsing fingers, forming a rapidly expanding pool of blood around the palm.

The tooth marks at the end of the toothbrush that help to grasp become the greatest torture at this time, and between the stabs and pulls, they tear against the bones and make a tooth-aching "squeak" sound. Sometimes, perhaps the angle of penetration is too bad for the toothbrush to penetrate the palm, so when it is withdrawn, it tears open the flesh that still has a trace of skin attached to it, and splashes it everywhere with it.

The bathroom was soon filled with the smell of nausea.

Like an electric shock, this dull and suffocating smell immediately turned into a big hand tearing Wu Xiaoyu's stomach, making him unable to stop the bursts of nausea.

Stop! Mom, **** ancestor, bastard...... ****'s ...... You dog mongrel...... You're a ......****...... Hybrids. Stop! Stop......

Pain and fear tightly grasped Wu Xiaoyu's soul, his mind was in chaos, only cursing and pleading, the pain from the back of his palm rushed straight to his head, and the intermittent dripping warmth on his face also reminded Wu Xiaoyu.

It's not a nightmare to wake up to.

Wu Xiaoyu still couldn't control any part of his body, he was in pain and wanted to struggle, but he couldn't even close his eyes.

Droplets of blood mixed with water vapor flowed together on the mirror, and in the increasingly blurred mirror, the man could be faintly seen half-squinting, still frowning, just mechanically waving the bright red toothbrush in his right hand.