smiling face

Chapter 1

Footsteps echoed in the dark void.He's been here for a long time.

Finally, I came to the only place with light.is a door.The door was ajar.With a slight push, it opens.

The whole room was filled with a layer of blur under a huge purple crystal lamp.

A waist-length beauty stood with her back to him, and standing in front of the beauty was a large mirror.The beauty combs her hair in front of the mirror.

"Are you here?" The voice was charming and sweet, with an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He looked at the man with his back turned to him, and asked suspiciously, "Did you... call me?"

The man ignored him.Just look in the mirror.

Then, he heard the door behind him, and it opened with a 'squeak'.

He turned around and looked at the door behind him. A middle-aged man came in and stood facing him with a smile. The man just looked at the man combing his hair in the mirror, as if he didn't see him.

Then, a weirder scene happened, the man walked straight towards the man.It passed through his body directly under his gaze.He fell to the ground in shock.

The man stepped forward gently and hugged the man from behind.Kiss the man's lips.Then there was a soft hum from the man's mouth in the room.

"Well, I'm here! Miss me?" the man said softly.

"Father, you said... should I think about it, or shouldn't I?" It was the man's lazy and charming voice.Sweet, like sprinkled with honey.

The man smiled, picked him up horizontally and walked towards the bed.The man threw the man on the bed, took off the man's bathrobe and threw it on the ground. The room was beautiful.

The man turned off the light and went to bed.The man's groans echoed in the huge room.Charm sounds good.

He sits on the ground, just sits.He didn't know where to go.No matter where you go, it's pitch black.Might as well be here.

I do not know how long it has been.There was a steady breathing sound in the room.Maybe they were asleep, he thought.He was also quite boring, and his consciousness became blurred while sitting.

The clock struck twelve at midnight.echoes in the cold night.Like a lonely soul crying.

He woke up with a start.

There was a rustling sound in the room.It came from the bed.Then, the sound of footsteps.He couldn't see who it was.It was too dark here, he could only tell that someone had gone out.

Then, there was the sound of locking.He's scared, no, it can't be locked, he's still inside.He stood up and touched the doorknob.

However, the door became unreal the moment he touched it, emitting a light blue light.Just like water, when you touch it, there are ripples.It took a while to regain calm.Everything around was pitch black again.I can't see my fingers.

"You can't get out!" The voice was charming and pleasant, not too hurried.

"Who?"

The lights were turned on.The man with waist-length hair stood beside him, staring down at the doorknob.

"Who are you?" He could hear his voice shaking.Yes, he was afraid, he was afraid of this man who appeared beside him without making a sound.

The man turned his head.

He had goosebumps all over his body.His legs were weak, and he staggered and sat directly on the ground.Staring blankly at the man.It was a face exactly like his own.laughing at myself...

The bathrobe was casually draped over the man.Gradually slipped.Showing red shoulders.The man just looked at him and smiled, and there was a desolate smile in his melancholy and charming eyes.

"I'm you!" The man leaned over and pinched his chin.Eyes narrowed slightly.Force him to look at himself. "Did you see clearly? I...it's you..."

He stepped back vigorously, "Impossible...impossible...impossible..."

I don't know when there was a big thing in the room, which was covered with a white cloth.

The man directly carried him to the front of this thing, and then tore off the white cloth.In an instant, the dust was flying.

The white cloth covered a large photo.In the photo is a woman.She is a woman who looks exactly like a man and also looks like herself.The woman looks very gentle.Laugh in pictures.

The man also smiled, touching the woman's face in the photo, "Look, how alike we are!"

He was stunned.Can't say a word.

The man turned his head, looked at him with melancholy and deep eyes, and smiled at him.Caressing his face, repeating, "Look, how similar!"

He stepped back, "Who the hell are you?"

The man approached step by step, "How stupid are you? I am you! You... are me!"

The man had cornered him to the window.He has no way out.At some point, the man had a fruit knife in his hand and approached him step by step.He closed his eyes in fear.

For a long time, there was no movement.The room was dead silent.

He opened his eyes cautiously.I saw the man looking out of the window, with no tears falling from his tear-filled eyes.Just laughing, looking out the window calmly.

His heart suddenly hurt, he had an illusion, he suddenly felt that there was a touching and sad story in every gesture of the man.

"Are you... all right?"

The man smiled at him and pointed out the window. "Look, isn't it beautiful?"

He followed the direction of the man's finger.

It is still dark outside the window, but I feel that the leaves on the tree look mysterious and agile against the purple light in the room, as if they have life, like living souls, trembling, howling, Screaming, even moaning.The breeze blows, the leaves are faint, falling, falling, falling in this boundless night...

Infinitely bleak.

"Is it beautiful?" the man asked again.

He turned to look at the man.The man was still smiling, and his body began to blur with a smile.Gradually, gradually, the bathrobe fell to the ground.What was exposed was the white bones.Pinch his face.His face ached from the bones.

"I'm not asking you, you said...beautiful?" The charming voice remained the same.Ask step by step.

He was just trembling, his teeth were chattering up and down, and he couldn't say a word.

Then, the bones smiled, and gradually evaporated, "Remember, I am you..."

He was stunned for a while, staring blankly at the bathrobe that fell on the floor. "You are me?!" he repeated.He began to undress himself, bent down to pick up the bathrobe, and put it on. "Yes, I am you..."

He came to the picture of the woman.Staring blankly at the photo.Smile at the photo.

The person in the photo actually started smiling at him too.

"Yes! I am you..."

The author has something to say: ★This book is the first book written by a stupid author, and it was interrupted for a year before it was updated again.So the writing and the plot are all scumbags.

very into.

However, the author of each book is very serious in writing, although it may be unable to do so due to the problem of writing skills.However, the author is very serious in writing.

★"Dog Bites Dog" is cute and rolls around for collection, the full text is saved for manuscripts, no pitfalls. ≧?≦

【set up】

☆1v1

☆The most innocent x the most filthy

Beautiful and scheming is being attacked by x jealous black uncle

☆Age difference of 19.Height difference 19.

No adoption relationship, no blood relationship.

☆ awkward.Be a demon.toss.capricious.