Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

Qiao Leting is puzzled by Monk Zhanger now, he just smiled at the long-haired woman standing at your door, "I'll be right there."

"Hurry up." The woman turned and closed the door.

Qiao Leting sat up from the bed, he turned his head and glanced out the window, the sun had just risen, it looked like six or seven o'clock in the morning, he clearly remembered that it was nine o'clock in the evening before he closed his eyes, this time travel swallowed him Ten hours is too much.

There is a mobile phone next to his bed, which is the popular Black Bean 2 a few years ago. Qiao Leting picked up the mobile phone and looked at it. It’s okay to turn the day and night upside down. The date on the mobile phone is still June NO.13 five years ago. , but in this way, Qiao Leting earned it.

Only then did Qiao Leting notice that the decoration of the whole room was more girlish, with yellow stars and moons on the light purple wallpaper, a huge poster of a certain boy group pasted on the bedside, and a small white leather schoolbag on the window sill On the desk next to it, Qiao Leting looked down and found a set of summer school uniforms, women's, on the chair.

Qiao Leting quickly touched his masculine features. Fortunately, they were all there, and there was nothing strange. The next moment he rolled off the bed, picked up the mirror on the table and looked at himself.

The mobile phone is not your own mobile phone, and your clothes are not your own clothes. Fortunately, your body is your own, and the face in the mirror is still your own.

"Baby, why haven't you come out yet? If you don't come out, you will be late!" The woman outside yelled again.

Qiao Leting responded casually, and looked down at the pink suspenders on his body, as well as the plaid skirt on the table. He wanted to die, but he couldn't go out naked like this, he still had to change his clothes. Change.

After changing clothes, looking at the hair on that leg in the dressing mirror, Qiao Leting looked hopeless, and then five blood-red words appeared on the mirror, "Help me live."

Qiao Leting squinted his eyes and let out a yow, this time he did a role-playing task, you guys are getting better and better, it's really awesome, I'm convinced, I'm convinced, let's applaud you, okay?

Applause is not allowed. Qiao Leting finally sighed silently. He doesn't know how his old father is at home alone now. He should be able to adapt to modern life now. He also told Ji Yue about the crossing before. , he should be mentally prepared to find himself absent.

Qiao Leting packed the books on the table into his schoolbag. He saw the name written on the book, and only then did he know that the girl student he was playing was named "Wang Zhiwen", who was in the second grade of junior high school. Page, found that her grades should be quite good, Qiao Leting couldn't help but start to panic, other things are okay, if there is an exam and he gets the bottom one, the female classmate he played would have to run out of the mirror and beat him up a meal.

Qiao Leting searched for Wang Zhiwen's name on her mobile phone, and the results were all online names. The only one that seemed useful was a confession post in a school's post bar, but the heroine in it was not the same as Wang Zhiwen.

Qiao Leting sighed, put the phone into the school bag, got some water on his hands, pressed down the dull hair on his head, packed up and walked out of the room.

The woman saw Qiao Leting come out and quickly called him to the small dining room next to the kitchen. There was a glass of milk, three fried eggs, three bowls of porridge, and a drawer of buns on the dining table. Qiao Leting didn't know what was going on now. He didn't dare to move around as much as he drank.

Hearing the doorbell, the woman stood up and walked towards the door.

"Dad is back from walking the dog?" The woman took out a tissue and wiped her freshly washed hands before opening the door.

Qiao Leting turned around lazily and looked in the direction of the door, then he was dumbfounded, this father clearly looked like Ji Yue, and the dog in his hand, who the hell could have such a dog? Like a panda!

"..." The chopsticks in Qiao Leting's hand fell to the table with a clatter.

Mother looked back at Qiao Leting, sat him on the seat in a daze, stared at Ji Yue in a daze, frowned and complained: "You child, why don't you talk when you see your father?"

"Dad...Dad?" What is this called? Qiao Leting felt that his head was going to be bald. It would be fine if this father was really Ji Yue.

The woman took the dog-walking rope from Ji Yue's hand, pushed him into the bathroom, and said, "Hurry up and wash your hands and eat."

The woman bent down and rubbed Xiaoyan's head, smiled and untied the rope around his neck, walked to Qiao Leting and sat down, seeing that Qiao Leting didn't move, asked him: "Why don't you eat, baby? Isn't it that mom didn't cook well?"

Qiao Leting twitched the corner of his mouth and gave a dry laugh, "No, it's delicious."

He picked up the chopsticks that fell on the table just now, and put a bun on the plate, but he still didn't dare to eat.

At this time, Ji Yue had already come out of the bathroom and sat down opposite Qiao Leting. The woman delivered a fried egg to Qiao Leting's bowl. , He couldn't eat this fried egg no matter what.

He stood up and said to the woman: "Well, I'll go and see the dog." Before the woman could respond to him, he ran towards Xiao Yan who was lying beside the sofa.

Qiao Leting went to Xiaoyan's side and touched his head, Xiaoyan yawned, and rolled his eyes at him, Qiao Leting faintly felt relieved, although Ji Yue may not be real, but Xiaoyan probably is .

He grabbed the schoolbag on the sofa and shouted to the two people who were still eating in the restaurant: "I'm running out of time, I'm going to school first!"

The woman looked at his back as he ran away, and asked Ji Yue who was opposite: "What's the matter today, kid? You didn't even take a bite of this meal."

Ji Yue didn't speak. He ate two buns and left with his briefcase in his arms.

Only the woman and Xiaoyan were left in the house. The woman took a rag and started mopping the floor, humming a popular Southern Hokkien love song at the end of the last century.

"What's going on here?" Qiao Leting left the house in a daze. Jing Ling's wish was to let him help her live, but how long would she live? He couldn't stay here for two or three years, right? You can't afford to waste your youth.

When he walked to the elevator, Qiao Leting looked back at the house number, 319, he was somewhat familiar with this number, as if he had seen it before when searching for the place where the supernatural event happened.

Although he didn't know where he was going to school, when Qiao Leting left the community, his eyes went dark, and when he opened it again, he was already at the school gate. The students around him walked by him and greeted him. Can't call out.

He listened to the whole day at school, and it was easy to write in the morning. Although he forgot a lot of knowledge in junior high school, he could still figure it out after a few words from the teacher. Woke him up and asked him to recite "Send Dongyang Horse's Life Preface". It's Xiaoyan's day, how many years has he graduated from junior high school, and he can remember grandma's legs!

Finally, under the reminder of the front and back desks, he tried his best to think of the sentence "It's very cold, the inkstone is hard, and your fingers cannot be stretched". Without any accident, he was punished by the teacher to stand at the end of the whole class. It was also regarded as a typical training for half a class.

After finally surviving school, Qiao Leting grabbed his schoolbag and hurried home. There is also a time limit for him to live. If he does this, his head will really be bald.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

After returning home, watching the woman prepare a sumptuous dinner, although Qiao Leting was so hungry, he still went straight into the bedroom without eating because he was not feeling well.

In the room next to him, a woman was lying on the bed in pajamas, looked at Ji Yue who was standing not far away, and said to him: "When I was doing laundry today, I always heard noises in Zhiwen's room, as if someone was I knocked on the door, but when I opened it, I found nothing."

"Also, I saw a lot of bloody handprints under the table and behind the cabinet, which scared me to death. I dreamed that someone was chasing me with an ax last night. I always feel that there are unclean things in this house. ..."

"We shouldn't have taken advantage of this at that time," the woman began to complain again, "And Zhiwen hasn't been quite right for the past two days. I don't know what's wrong. Could it be that she was caught by a ghost?"

"What nonsense?" Ji Yue yelled at the woman's nonsense, and said to her, "I'll go and see him."

The woman hummed, "She hasn't finished eating at night, if she's hungry, go make her a bowl of instant noodles."

Ji Yue responded and went to Qiao Leting's room. He knocked on the door, and when he heard the answer from the people inside, he opened the door and walked in.

Qiao Leting looked at Ji Yue, and called out uncertainly: "...Dad?"

"Yan Yan," Ji Yue smiled, walked to the bed and touched his head, Qiao Leting finally confirmed that the person in front of him was really Ji Yue, so he asked him, "Why are you here?"

Ji Yue said: "I don't worry about you, so I followed you to have a look."

Qiao Leting wanted to ask other questions, but at this moment his stomach growled again, and he asked, "Um... can the food here be eaten?"

"Yes." Ji Yue said.

Qiao Leting immediately jumped off the bed, opened the door and ran out, still yelling: "I'm going to get something to eat, wait for me to come back."

After Qiao Leting solved his food and clothing problem, he asked Ji Yue: "What's going on here?"

"Everything you see now is an illusion," Ji Yue just finished speaking, when he saw Qiao Leting looking at him with a strange look, he raised his hand and knocked on Qiao Leting's head, "Is your father real?" of."

Ji Yue withdrew his hand and continued, "We should be able to return to reality by midnight tonight."

"That..." Qiao Leting pulled Ji Yue's sleeve, hesitatingly said: "Why don't we sleep together tonight."

Ji Yue looked at the pink floral nightdress on Qiao Leting's body, tilted his head and burst out laughing.

The author has something to say:

Although I don't know why the little fairies think that the clip will add more, but today I will add it a little.

By the way, I would like to push the new article "I thought I was revenge [Rebirth]" by my friend Luogu. It was just published today.