Strange rules: starting with a white-haired beauty

"Is this the so-called...choice?" Lan Zhirou chuckled and weighed the gift box in her hand, "It seems that this is one of the most important choices in this dungeon. Should you believe in the first half of the rules or Trust the second half of the rule.”

"But if the perfect ending is redemption, why do the first half of the rules always tell you not to care about the past, overtly or covertly...?"

After thinking for a moment, Lan Zhirou opened the gift box in her hand. Inside was a pile of mirror fragments and three black and white photos.

"Do you really want to think about it? If you can't think of it, you are destined to be confused and hesitant, but if you think of it, it will be painful and tortured... This world just likes to play tricks on people, right? So Zhirou, people are stupid Poor creature, you are no exception at all."

After saying this, the man in black robe suddenly turned into smoke and disappeared. The happy birthday song that had been playing on the piano in the hall also stopped abruptly. All the gifts on the table disappeared, and everything in the room disappeared. It's like they never existed.

Finally, the entire room turned into fine dust and slowly dissipated. Lan Zhirou once again appeared in front of the red door she entered. She also curiously looked at the three photos in the box.

The first black and white photo was of a woman Lan Zhirou didn't know at all. On the back of the photo was written: [On October 10st, Chen Xue was buried on a hillside full of hydrangeas, but she died on October 21th. Already destined to die. 】

The second black-and-white photo shows a little girl whose face can’t be seen clearly. The little girl is wearing a hood decorated with cat ears. The back of the photo reads: [On October 10, Li Lingyun was buried next to her “mother” By my side, may she rest peacefully in heaven. 】

The third black and white photo shows a person with his face deliberately painted over. On the back of the photo is written: [October 10th, Zhirou, happy birthday. 】

For some reason, Lan Zhirou always had an inexplicable hunch that if the photo hadn't been blacked out, the face in the photo would probably be her own.

After looking through the photos several times, Lan Zhirou didn't get any special clues except for the two dates, so she turned her attention to the pile of mirror fragments.

The pile of mirror fragments seemed to fit only about one-third of the frame, and many fragments were not found.

But after Lan Zhirou put together all the broken pieces obtained in the box, nothing happened.

"It seems like a piece is missing? But the mirror fragment in the maze doesn't look like it fits this place..." Lan Zhirou looked at the big crack in the corner and muttered to herself, the piece of mirror taken out of the maze The mirror fragment obviously did not match the crack, but with the mentality of "giving it a try", Lan Zhirou still put the mirror fragment together.

Something quite unexpected happened to her. After the mirror fragments were filled in the cracks, it actually seemed to "heal", repairing the places that seemed unreasonable on their own, and a complete 1/3 of the mirror appeared. In front of Lan Zhirou, what is reflected in this 1/3 mirror is not Lan Zhirou's figure, but an unknown scene somewhere.

When Lan Zhirou was about to carefully check what was reflected in the mirror for clues, she suddenly discovered that she herself seemed to be pulled into the mirror.

"Who are those little girls in pain."

“just trapped in castle of dark side of moon…”

The sound of piano playing sounded again, and Lan Zhirou found that she seemed unable to move at all, just like a camera, just looking at the world inside from a God's perspective in the mirror.

"Why are you playing such sad music?" She saw two girls sitting next to the piano. A ginger-haired girl took the black-haired girl's piano-playing hand and whispered in her ear.

The ginger-haired girl had a completely different face from Lan Zhirou, but Lan Zhirou knew that that person represented "her" because there was a voice in her heart that kept whispering, telling her "that is I".

"Because... I have always been alone... No one cares about me at all... Even if I really have something, it will go away from me over time..." The black-haired girl revealed a hint of With a sad expression, he just broke away from the ginger-haired girl's hand, and then played the flat-key version of "It's only the fairy tale" full of sadness and melancholy.

"No, Xiaoxue, can we elope directly after graduating from college? I promised you that I won't let you stay in that "home" anymore. We will have our own home, our own little world. "The ginger-haired girl leaned against the black-haired girl and whispered to the black-haired girl in a soft and gentle tone.

"When then, Xiaoxue will take care of our love nest, okay? Just thinking about seeing Xiaoxue greeting me every day when I go home makes me feel very happy. By the way... Xiaoxue is not the best at cooking. Are you ready? From now on, I will eat the bento made by Xiaoxue every day, and I will also show off to everyone that this is the bento made by my wife~"

Tears appeared in the corners of the eyes of the black-haired girl known as Xiaoxue. Her eyes were not moved and trusted, but filled with uneasiness and wavering.

"Really...?" The girl lowered her head and asked softly in an inaudible voice. Her arms were unintentionally exposed from the cuffs, which were covered with burn marks.

"You and I both lived in darkness in the past, didn't we? I will not lie to Xiaoxue. Although we have experienced such bad days in the past, from now on, let the two of us live well together. Well... maybe for the two of us, the future journey is destined to be difficult and long, but as long as Xiaoxue is here, that kind of happy thing will definitely leave the pain of the past behind..."

"If...you were by my side..."

"Will we be together forever and ever?" The wavering in the black-haired girl's eyes seemed to have dissipated a lot, and she looked at her with tearful eyes.

The ginger-haired girl hugged the black-haired girl, wiped the tears from her eyes, and whispered softly: "Yes, we will be together forever. So... Xiaoxue, don't cry again in the future. ...I will always be by your side.”

After the girl named Xiaoxue nodded shyly, the two figures slowly disappeared, and Lan Zhirou returned to reality again - not in front of the mirror, but in front of the piano in the "real" living room without those colorful doors. , and no broken mirrors or clocks.

"Is she the woman in the photo? The facial features do look very similar...hiss..." A severe headache came again, and the memory that should have belonged to the "protagonist" appeared in Lan Zhirou's mind again. Although Lan Zhirou, who had accepted this memory, still had no way of knowing who that person was, she knew one thing. The two of them knew each other.