Mirror Law [Infinite Stream]

Endless darkness occupies Xue Qixing's world.

……

I don't know how long it took, Xue Qixing suddenly felt a faint light falling on his eyelids, and a warm breath surrounding his body.

Xue Qixing opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the familiar eaves and Jingyuan lying beside the bed.

Isn't he already dead?

Stretching out his hand to touch the place where the dead pill was placed, it was already empty, leaving only a scarf in place.

"what happened?"

Jing Yuan woke up when he heard the noise, and poked the stunned Xue Qixing's side face: "What's going on? Did you have a nightmare?"

Xue Qixing shook his head: "No...just——what time is it today?"

"Today's Laba, what's the matter?" Jingyuan smiled, pampered Xue Qixing's head, and put a coat on Xue Qixing: "Do you want to drink Laba porridge? Just tell me if you want it, and I'll make it for you."

Xue Qixing was surprised: "How is it possible—"

"How is it possible, do you think I can't do it?" Jingyuan nodded Xue Qixing's forehead, with a doting expression on his face: "Whatever you want to eat, whatever you want, I promise you."

Xue Qixing grabbed Jingyuan's wrist violently.

Xue Qixing has done this before, but Jingyuan would always dodge quickly as if playing around, and then raise his hand up to a place where he couldn't touch, and laughed at him looking at his distraught appearance, but this time Xue Qixing easily got rid of him. Caught Jingyuan.

Jingyuan's wrist trembled in Xue Qixing's palm, but Jingyuan's face was extremely calm: "What are you doing? Can't bear me?"

He still wanted to make fun of Xue Qixing.

Xue Qixing frowned and ignored Jingyuan's joke, and flicked up Jingyuan's sleeves, seeing the dark black aura coiling on Jingyuan's strong and powerful arms.

"What is this?" Xue Qixing looked at Jingyuan with a sullen face.

Knowing that the matter was revealed, Jingyuan no longer hides it, and smiled with the corner of his mouth, saying: "This is the evil spirit of Nine-turn Broken Soul, I transferred it from you."

Jingyuan took his wrist out of Xue Qixing's hand, and rolled up his sleeves, God knows how he restrained the shattering pain to make these movements.

"Why?" Xue Qixing broke down.

Jingyuan didn't meet Xue Qixing's gaze, but looked at a certain place and said to himself: "You took the death pill at the wrong time, it's a stick of incense short, and the medicine's effect is not enough, you still have a chance to survive. And... you give me the pill The dose of the medicine was not right, I woke up soon, and I transferred the effect of the death pill in your body to me."

Jingyuan smiled wryly: "I thought that my cultivation level could suppress the evil spirit of Death Pill, but I didn't expect that the power of Nine-turn Shattering Soul would be hard for me to resist, and I still accidentally showed my flaws in front of you..."

"I can pretend you didn't want to leave me, so can you pretend you didn't find out about it?"

In the end, Jingyuan even used a begging tone.

Being so proud, he became a trapped beast covered in bruises, lying in front of Xue Qixing, begging Xue Qixing to stop.

"Why...?" Xue Qixing repeated the question again, asking Jingyuan, and asking himself.

Why is he about to die, he is about to be liberated, why doesn't Jingyuan let himself go?

Why did Jingyuan would rather let herself suffer so much pain than let him survive?

Why would he rather die than make Jingyuan sad than stay here?

Xue Qixing clutched his head in pain, two thoughts were wrestling in his mind, on the one hand he told him not to believe the abyss in front of him, and never fell into his trap, on the other hand he was hypnotizing him, telling him to open himself to the world. Compromise, as long as he compromises, he can get everything he wants.

Xue Qixing knew very well that everything in front of him was an illusion, an illusion that deceived him to be trapped in this world forever... But this illusion made Xue Qixing unable to extricate himself...

"I am Jingyuan."

Enduring the pain of the evil energy that tore his body, Jingyuan said word by word: "I know you have stayed in the mirror world for a long time, and your sequelae have not disappeared, but I want to tell you that everything in front of you It is real, the me in front of you is the real Jingyuan."

Jingyuan walked up to Xue Qixing step by step, taking every step cautiously, for fear that his actions would irritate Xue Qixing.

During this period of getting along, Jingyuan thought that Xue Qixing was already healed, and Xue Qixing no longer thought of strange ways to die, but would play with Jingyuan, cause trouble for Jingyuan, and did not even contradict Jingyuan's intimacy with him. Contact, and even take the initiative to kiss Jingyuan, all kinds of signs make Jingyuan relax his vigilance.

But it wasn't until yesterday that Jingyuan discovered that Xue Qixing had been planning to leave him.

Fortunately, he knew it before it was too late, and he still had a chance to rescue Xue Qixing.

"Ah Xing, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Jingyuan stretched out his arms and hugged Xue Qixing's trembling body: "I beg you, don't leave me, okay?"

The evil spirit in his body almost destroyed Jingyuan's body and mind, but as long as Xue Qixing was in his arms, Jingyuan felt like he was hugging the whole world.

Xue Qixing shook his head subconsciously. He told himself that all of this was an illusion, but he couldn't say no to it.

"You're lying to me...I can't trust you..."

Xue Qixing is struggling between sobriety and addiction.

"...I am real." Jing Yuan said in a serious tone, repeating over and over again: "I am real... Believe me..."

Jingyuan's consciousness became more and more blurred, and the evil spirit had rushed into his dantian inner mansion, and he was about to be unable to hold on...

"I miss you so much……"

Xue Qixing felt the voice in his ears getting weaker and weaker, until finally, the arms hugging him fell weakly by his side.

"Jingyuan...?"

Xue Qixing called Jingyuan's name in a daze, but got no response.

"Jingyuan?"

Stretching out his hand to attach Jingyuan's cheek, Xue Qixing shook Jingyuan's head tremblingly, but Jingyuan didn't respond at all, even the skin of Xue Qixing's men had gradually turned cold.

Xue Qixing's eyes widened, looking at the body in his arms that was gradually becoming cold, and his breathing stagnated: "No... Is this a joke? This is still part of the illusion, right?"

"How could Jingyuan die? He is the core of this small world, the key to keep me in this small world forever. How can Jingyuan die?"

Xue Qixing looked towards the void, and asked himself, since he created this small world, his fundamental purpose was to trap himself here forever, but the only thing he had nostalgia for, Jingyuan, died because of him, this is not right !This can't be the plot he wants!

This is impossible - no matter what, Jingyuan will never die in front of his eyes!Otherwise, how can this small world deceive itself? !

No no no, this is not right!

Xue Qixing shouted Jingyuan's name in a panic; "Jingyuan, wake up..."

"...Jing Yuan!"

Xue Qixing started to panic. He reached out and grabbed Jingyuan's sleeve, shook it twice, and said coquettishly: "Are you kidding me... This is also one of your illusions, right? I have already seen through your disguise , I don't believe it...Jingyuan, wake up quickly, I don't believe it..."

No matter how Xue Qixing called Jingyuan's name, Jingyuan did not respond.

The dark evil spirit spreads outward from Jingyuan's dantian, and the evil spirit is destroying Jingyuan from the inside out, and hideous black cracks gradually appear on the surface of Jingyuan's skin... All this means that Jingyuan is dying in front of Xue Qixing... …

What happened to Jingyuan was captured by Xue Qixing's eyes, Xue Qixing's voice calling Jingyuan gradually faded away, his head rested on Jingyuan's shoulder, his eyes stared stiffly, and it was hard to hide his unbelievable shock.

This is wrong...how could Jingyuan die here?Jingyuan is an illusion, this world is an illusion, everything is an illusion...

However, if all this is an illusion... why hasn't he woke up yet?Why hasn't he returned to the empty mirror world?

Xue Qixing's mind was in a mess. There seemed to be only one answer to explain what was happening before him.

That is——Jingyuan is real, and this world is real, because he didn't believe in Jingyuan, so he killed him.

In the endless and empty loneliness, Xue Qixing had already obtained everything that Xue Qixing was looking forward to as if possessed by a demon. pushed into death.

"Jingyuan..."

Tears of despair and regret suddenly fell from Xue Qixing's eyes.

Xue Qixing was like a stray dog ​​buried in ice and snow, his fragmented body was like ice, he opened his mouth soundlessly, trying to growl, scream, and cry, but nothing came out.

Xue Qixing is crazy.

In other words, the loneliness and despair in the mirror world have destroyed the original Xue Qixing, and Xue Qixing has gone crazy long ago.

The crazy Xue Qixing exchanged all his power for the opportunity to escape from the mirror world, but the pain of traveling through the time-space rift is not something Xue Qixing who has lost all his power can bear.Fortunately, Xue Qixing survived, but unfortunately, many of Xue Qixing's memories disappeared in the gap of time and space.

Today Xue Qixing only has scattered memory fragments in his head, some are about his past with Jingyuan, which is the spiritual pillar for him to be able to survive, and some are about his experience of creating a small world in loneliness for comfort , and the memory of how he escaped from the mirror world and how to gain freedom completely disappeared in the space-time rift, so he always thought he was still in the mirror world.

I don't know whether it was accidental or inevitable, but the memory of leaving the mirror world suddenly appeared in Xue Qixing's mind, completely shattering Xue Qixing's thinking that was on the verge of collapse.

"Jingyuan, Jingyuan, Jingyuan, Jingyuan."

Xue Qixing called Jingyuan's name and begged, "Please, don't die... I believe you, I believe you now, you are real, I beg you not to die..."

Xue Qixing wrapped his trembling arms around his body that was about to be crushed by the evil spirit, and kept repeating the words of crying and begging in Jingyuan's ear. Although Jingyuan couldn't get a response, Xue Qixing, who was already in a state of confusion, did not stop. The person hugged him even tighter, as if holding the most precious treasure.

"Jingyuan, please, don't die..."

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Three years later.

Another winter, the vast white snow is scattered on the Fukong Mountain, the gorgeous impatiens have withered in autumn, only dead branches are left, and now the withered branches and leaves are also buried by the snow, only white is left in the world, everything is barren And empty.

Xue Qixing simply tied up his waist-length hair that had grown over the past three years with a wooden hairpin, got up and pushed the window open a gap, and the last trace of heat left in the room last night was squeezed and disappeared by the cold air outside the window.

The cold wind blew into his sleeves, Xue Qixing shivered uncomfortably, and couldn't help but tighten his skirt a little.

"It's Laba again..." Xue Qixing looked at the densely falling snowflakes outside the window, and the expression on his face didn't know whether it was sadness or joy.

Back in the back room, Xue Qixing took a newly made oil-paper umbrella, and took the umbrella to the kitchen where no one had been in for a long time. The oil-paper umbrella was placed under the eaves outside the kitchen, and Xue Qixing reached out and pushed open the kitchen door.

The light outside the door falls inside, illuminating the somewhat dark kitchen, because no one has entered for a long time, and there is a lot of dust on the kitchen utensils in the kitchen, and there is a lot of dust floating in the light.

"Ahem..." Xue Qixing choked twice from the damp breath, and cast a cleansing spell to clean up the dust in the kitchen.

Although I haven't been in the kitchen for a long time, fortunately, the ingredients stored in it are not bad.

Xue Qixing rubbed his hands that were stiff from the cold, and after they were almost warmed up, he took out a few ingredients from the urn where the ingredients were stored, red beans, lotus seeds, longan, glutinous rice... Xue Qixing got the ingredients for making Laba porridge very easily Handle them one by one, and finally put them into the porridge pot and simmer on low heat.

Xue Qixing has practiced this Laba porridge countless times, and now he can skillfully do every step with his eyes closed, making a pot of sweet and delicious porridge.

The smoke from the small fire in the stove gradually warmed up the cold kitchen.

Xue Qixing moved a small stool and sat by the door, waiting for the Laba porridge while watching the snowflakes fluttering outside the door.

"It's so beautiful..."

Xue Qixing looked at the scenery and muttered to himself, the white breath passed from Xue Qixing's mouth into the air and dissipated in the cold wind.

Kong Luoluo's eyes fell on the endless snow field, secretly lost in thought.

Until the Laba porridge is cooked, the snow outside has no tendency to fall.

The smell of porridge rushed into Xue Qixing's nostrils, pulling back his thoughts that had drifted to nowhere.

"It's delicious, but it smells like too much sugar. I hope it won't hurt my teeth after eating it."

Xue Qixing stood up on his legs, shaking his body that was a little stiff from the cold, took out the dishes from the kitchen, filled two bowls of porridge, and brought them to the table in the courtyard pavilion.

One bowl is placed on the opposite side, and the other bowl is placed in front of oneself.

The porridge just came out of the pot, but it was still steaming hot on the table, Xue Qixing didn't eat it, and sat looking at the two bowls of hot porridge.

After waiting for a long time, the porridge gradually became cold, and Xue Qixing didn't even get the person he was waiting for.

"...The porridge is getting cold, I won't wait for you."

Xue Qixing picked up his own bowl of porridge.

"!"

Suddenly a warm robe was draped over Xue Qixing's shoulders, and a pair of big hands passed through Xue Qixing's waist to embrace Xue Qixing, and hugged him into an embrace.

Jingyuan put his chin on Xue Qixing's shoulder, rubbed Xue Qixing's hair, and complained to Xue Qixing: "The elders in the sect discussed with me how to spend the Spring Festival this year, and those old-fashioned old men are all whimsical, and even want to celebrate the New Year on Fukong Mountain , I was pestered by them for a whole day, and I finally got out, and I came back late."

"You still know how to come back."

Xue Qixing complained in his words, but the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously: "If you come back a little later, these two bowls of Laba porridge will all go into my stomach."

"You've been fasting for so long, it's not good to eat too much!" Jingyuan took Xue Qixing's bowl away, "Let me share it with you."

"Obviously you want to eat it, and you still use such a high-sounding reason."

Xue Qixing handed Jingyuan a porcelain spoon, and pushed the other bowl to his hand.

After taking a spoonful of porridge, Jing Yuan recalled the taste: "Well, it's sweeter than last time, but compared to the porridge you made yourself for the first time, it's already a world of difference."

"Of course, I'm not who I was three years ago," Xue Qixing raised his head proudly: "If I make dark dishes again, how can I be worthy of three years of hard work?"

Jing Yuan rolled his eyes and said clearly: "But I have been drinking Laba porridge for three years, when will my Xing learn a new dish?"

"No, I prefer alchemy." Xue Qixing flatly refused.

Jingyuan had no choice but to tug on Xue Qixing's sleeve: "I'm your wife, aren't you willing to wash my hands and make soup for me?"

Xue Qixing crossed his arms, and said, "I haven't settled the score with you for scaring me three years ago, but you're using me instead?"

As soon as Jingyuan heard about Xue Qixing's incident again, he quickly said: "Oh, I have no other choice. You don't believe me all this time, so I can only use this method to stimulate you."

"But I really thought you were dead!" Xue Qixing recalled that time, and his voice was tinged with tears: "If it wasn't for your shattered human form to reveal a demonic original form, I would have died for you!"

Jing Yuan stretched out his hand and snorted Xue Qixing's head: "The Nine-turn Broken Soul contains Yin and cold evil energy, and my demon body is also Yin and cold air. I wanted to refine the evil energy, but I couldn't control it, which made me show my original shape." , I didn't intend to scare you."

Xue Qixing patted Jingyuan's palm off: "Whoever said that, I'm not afraid of your horrible appearance, I'm angry at you for pretending to be dead and scaring me!"

The hand on Xue Qixing's head was knocked off, and Jingyuan snuggled up to Xue Qixing's body, wrapping his arms around Xue Qixing.

"A Xing, my dear A Xing, don't be angry."

"Hmph." Xue Qixing turned his head to ignore Jingyuan,

"Then... I'll cook something delicious for you? Braised lion head? Buddha jumping over the wall? Yipin tofu? Osmanthus root cake? Peach blossom cake?"

"...gumbling."

After eating a mouthful of homemade porridge all day, Xue Qixing swallowed involuntarily with an empty stomach: "Don't think that a few small dishes can buy me off."

"Then I will do it for you for the rest of my life, is that enough?"

Xue Qixing couldn't hide a smile from the corner of his mouth: "...Barely enough."

The snow outside the eaves fell softly to the ground, and the two figures in the pavilion were close together, and joyful laughter passed through the corridor.

Everything is flat but complete.

-Finish-

The author has something to say: It's over! !

Sprinkle flowers! ! !

There are so many things I want to say...

The most important thing is of course that Xiaoxingxing and Jingyuan are finally together!

Both of them have their own destiny, as well as shackles that are difficult to break free. These shackles of fate began to become entangled at the moment when two people met, which brought them a lot of misfortune and tribulation.But fortunately, their meeting also broke the shackles from another level, the ending of the story is happy, and Xue Qixing and Jingyuan will have more and more futures.

Two characters are out of my control, they started their lives in another dimension.

And this book is my first full-length original, and it is a very satisfying thing for me to be able to complete it.

This story was born out of a brain hole I had in high school, about reincarnation, about fate, about loneliness, about mutual redemption.

In high school, when the second illness was the most serious, the story I had conceived was extremely "grand": Xue Qixing's fate would be even more miserable, he would experience more deaths, and transform from an ordinary person who didn't understand anything into a powerful existence ; Jingyuan is a setting that stands on the sidelines, he uses Xue Qixing more than love, is powerful and aloof; Destroy everything...Of course, most of these are irrational dark and cruel heart fragments driven by the second disease orz

The story conceived in my head is magnificent, majestic, and tear-jerking, but when I write it, I can't write the feeling I want, just like the feeling of a primary school student fighting a dragon with a pencil... In addition, this is the first full-length original, I am very worried whether the story I created will be liked by everyone... Waiting for the pressure from all sides, the creation process makes me painful and happy, but I can finish writing this story Sometimes I feel lost again, which is a wonderful experience.

Thanks everyone for coming here!This book ends here, see you in the next book "Hell Under Construction"!

By the way, I really hope that everyone can give me some suggestions or opinions after reading the novel, or feedback on what you think is good or bad in this book. Only criticism can make progress, and feedback can reflect on it. Improve and improve my own creation with your comments and suggestions!

Thanks to every little angel who likes this story!