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Cheng Yun didn't notice me, he was still adjusting the angle of the flashlight, but subconsciously grabbed me, maybe he didn't notice it himself.

I stood on tiptoe and covered the head of the portable lamp with my hands, the light leaked out from between my fingers, making it appear that the passage was directly darkened.

Cheng Yun looked at me and understood what I meant.The four of us hugged each other, turned off the portable lamp, Qingming quietly squatted on Cheng Yun's shoulder.

The darkness suddenly overwhelmed us, and I could feel Yiyi trembling a bit, as if she felt a sense of suffocation.

After our eyes adapted to the darkness, we began to move forward tentatively.How to judge before?There will be a feeling of leaning forward, and we have been walking down carefully.

Since entering this place, our perception of time has become very chaotic.I can't judge how long we walked, I can only say that we just groped like that, and we were very tired after walking under extremely inconvenient circumstances, so it must have been walking for a long time.

Then Qingming whimpered and let out a low whistle from his throat.We can hear the echo clearly, and the sound of dripping water clearly.Everyone closed their eyes, Yan Jianshan turned on the portable high beam again.

I remember reading an absurd horror novel before, probably because there is a person who likes to study mirrors, all kinds of mirrors, and he may already be able to transfer his physiological needs through mirrors.Then he just made a giant mirror ball and drilled into it.When people opened it, they found that he had died in an extremely strange way.

The devil lives in the mirror, which can reflect people's hearts.

We are standing in the mirror right now.If it was just a bit like a mirror before, it is completely a mirror now, a huge and complete mirror surrounds us.

What the hell kind of stone is this?Can it be polished into such a weird look?

The walls, the ground, and the top of the head are all extremely bright and clear golden mirrors. I have no way of judging the shape of this place, because the light is intertwined and the vision is extremely confusing.Where does the sound of water come from?We can't see it. Is the echo due to the reflection of the Guanghua mirror or because of the huge space?I can't tell.

In short, it is us, standing there, almost unable to distinguish who we are and who is real.All kinds of clear us, around us, indifferent and ignorant like me.We didn't have the strength to express panic, we just stood there dazed.The others gradually faded away, and now I am the center of the world, looking at all kinds of me, as if every one of me is real.I don't seem to be able to think anymore, I just look at it indifferently.

chaos?numbness?Detachment?

I don't know, I think this is who I am, and what I used to be is all fake.There is a group of "I" and "we" here.

"We" are far or near, numerous and distorted, huge and small, solid and delicate, beautiful and ugly, indifferent and arrogant, bright and poor, lonely and noisy, wise and foolish, bright and dark...

The trilogy of philosophical thinking will become ethereal: Who am I?where am I?What am I going to do?

I was lost in this world that was all mine, until I felt a tingling pain in the back of my neck, I subconsciously raised my hand and pressed it back.

I touched the furry thing, but "we" in the mirror didn't raise my hand.At that moment, I woke up suddenly, goose bumps spread all over my body, and my underwear was soaked in cold sweat.

It was Qingming who was biting me. When I stretched out my hand, I found that there was no one around. I was panicked and even angry.

Qingming meowed, and I hugged Qingming in my arms, feeling very strange: Is there anyone around me?Where does the light source come from?Or is each of us lost in this place?Am I still trapped in the indifference of "indifference"?

I tried to walk forward, but found that I couldn't move.