The Professor's Mirror Dress Lover

His blue finally appeared, in full view.

His blue took his hand and walked through the crowd to the dance floor.

Perhaps it was because the current scene was too shocking, or because of Lan's unique aura, everyone consciously avoided a road so that they could pass through it smoothly.

There was silence all around.

Lin Sanqian let him pull him, and he wasn't in the mood to watch the road, but only focused on Lan's back.

Because of wearing heeled shoes, Lan is taller than him.

He noticed that there was a small mole on Lan's shoulder blade. Because the skin was too white, the small mole was particularly easy to notice.

Do you also have the same small mole?

Lin Sanqian thought for a while, and the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

It is difficult for a person to see his own back so clearly, but he and Lan can easily do it.

Only he and his blue can do it.

- They can share the secrets of the body together.

This kind of thought made Lin Sanqian's heart tremble, as if his heart was scratched by a kitten's paw, he grabbed Lan's hand unconsciously with a little force.

Lan Ruo, who was walking in front, sensed his emotional fluctuations, and gently scratched his palm with his fingertips.

Worse than a kitten's paw scratching.

Lin Sanqian trembled slightly. He knew Lan did it on purpose, but he was reluctant to withdraw his hand.

The moment they hit the dance floor, the student band on stage resumed playing.

As if Lan had arranged in advance, the music played was "Blue".

The spotlights in the bar also turned into a soft dark blue.

Lan leaned against Lin Sanqian's face and said, "Professor Lin, you should put your arms around my waist."

His skin was cold, and even his breath was cold when he spoke, but Lin Sanqian's ears were red and hot when he heard it.

Lin Sanqian occasionally joked: "Miss B621, maybe you should be more reserved."

Lan smiled: "It's okay, I'm shameless in front of our professor."

Lin Sanqian: "..." He didn't seem as shameless as his Jialan.

But he still hugged Lan's waist as promised.

Lan also immediately stuck up and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, pulling the distance between them extremely close.

People on the dance floor all looked sideways. At first, they thought that Professor Lin agreed to dance just because of the rules and the other party's face. They didn't expect the two of them to be so close and so intimate...

Their Professor Lin might be broken tonight...

Lan Cai didn't care what other people thought, and now Lin Sanqian didn't bother to care about it either, it was too late for them to see each other.

"I can't dance." Lin Sanqian said truthfully.

Lan: "I know, so I learned it beforehand, just follow me."

Lin Sanqian raised the corners of his lips imperceptibly: "Then, please advise?"

Blue: "My pleasure."

It's a joke, but Lan knew that Lin Sanqian had a fever tonight.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can rely on me, don't care what they think or think."

Lin Sanqian smiled: "Well, I don't care about it."

Perhaps it was the sense of peace of mind that made him relax, Lin Sanqian no longer insisted, and leaned in Lan's arms to be a patient who needed to be taken care of with peace of mind.

They walked slowly to the rhythm.

From outsiders' perspective, it was Lin Sanqian who was holding each other, but in fact his body weight was supported by Lan.

"Are your injuries healed?"

Lin Sanqian looked at Lan again, and he was relieved to confirm that all the wounds on his skin had disappeared.

He remembered the last time he saw Lan in the mirror, the other person's body was covered with shocking scars, which made him feel distressed.

"Well, it healed early," Lan said, "I'm different from you. Even serious injuries can heal completely within a day."

The phrase "you" made Lin Sanqian's expression pause.

It turns out that this is how Lan described human beings...

Lan's existence is very subtle, he is not a life in human common sense, but he is another self.

Lin Sanqian, who was dizzy, gave up overly complicated thinking and chose simple questions.

His eyes flicked to Lan's shoes, which were a pair of high heels with a large size.

All of a sudden he couldn't help laughing again: "Are you used to wearing high heels?"

Lan curled her lips: "To be honest, I'm not very used to it, it's a bit grinding."

Lin Sanqian suggested: "Why don't you take off your shoes, you can dance with me barefoot."

Lan: "No, your partner took off his shoes at halftime, and you will be laughed at by your students tomorrow."

Lin Sanqian: "Let them laugh."

Lan shook his head stubbornly: "It's fine for me to get used to it."

Lin Sanqian knew himself and him well, so he didn't insist any longer, and instead asked, "Did you clean the apartment?"

"Well, I did it by the way when I sent the express, according to your usual standard."

Lan's tone is very natural, as if they have lived together for many years.

He knew that Lin Sanqian was used to cleaning the house as soon as he came back from going out, so he did it for him in advance.

"Three thousand, I will also share some housework for you in the future."

Lan said suddenly, with a very casual tone.

Lin Sanqian froze for a moment: "You mean...?"

"I want to live with you in this way." Lan's eyes are very serious.

Lin Sanqian was silent for a moment, and asked the question that had been stuck in his heart: "What about your rules?"

"I solved a large part of it," Lan shrugged, "I'm not sure how long I can show up every day, but I'm sure I can come to see you every day."

Hearing this, Lin Sanqian's heart trembled slightly.

In other words, from now on, he and his blue will have the opportunity to meet every day.

Lan looked at him and smiled, and said in a soft tone: "There are many questions you want to ask me, right? Take your time, and I will answer you."

Lin Sanqian really has a lot of problems, so many that he is in a heap and has no idea.

So he thought about it seriously and chose the most direct one.

"So, who made your rules?"

This question has been fermenting in Lin Sanqian's mind for a long time.

Lan shrugged: "At the beginning of my consciousness, these troublesome things called rules were written into my memory. They seem to be part of my existence. Anyone who violates them will be punished. For example, the last time you saw me The shackles on the feet are the end of breaking the rules."

Lin Sanqian asked: "Can you tell me the specific rules?"

Lan nodded: "The original rule is that I am not allowed to appear in front of you before your 26th birthday... that is, today."

It is not allowed to appear in front of him before the age of 26...

Lin Sanqian thought for a moment, and his heart trembled suddenly: "So, you rescued me from the closet that night 15 years ago, you already violated the rules, right?"

Lan smiled wryly: "Yes, that day after I taught the three gangsters a lesson, I was caught back in the mirror by the rules and put on ugly shackles."

Lan's tone was always understated and unserious, but what he described was completely different.

Not only was he put on shackles, but even his ability to think was completely deprived by the rules.

Because the rules hated his disobedience, he was sealed in the mirror.

Lin Sanqian, who had figured out the cause and effect, was breathing tight, and the hand on Lan's waist was unconsciously exerting force.

On the night of Chuxue at the age of 11, Lan broke the rules and carried him out of the closet, bringing him from "death" to "life".

But also because of this, Lan was sealed for 15 years.

I was also angry because Lan didn't show up...

Lin Sanqian suddenly felt unprecedented sadness and guilt.

"Three thousand, don't feel sad, you know that with my level of narcissism, I will make the same choice again."

Lin Sanqian lowered his eyes and said "Yes" faintly: "I know, but it doesn't prevent me from feeling distressed."

Lan smiled, and took out a hand to rub Sanqian's head.

His hair is soft and fine and addictive to rub.

Although they are all my own, it seems easier and more fun to masturbate another self.

The students who stood next to them on the dance floor and witnessed the scene were stunned.

Was it the psychedelic lighting that made him hallucinate, or was it too much alcohol?What did he see just now?Professor Lin was patted and killed by Miss Lan? !

incredible…

On this side, Sanqian and his Lan Zicheng world, completely ignoring the dense crowd of curious eyes around them.

"At that time, you told me that I could find you by wearing blue lipstick. What happened?" Lin Sanqian put away her emotions and continued to ask.

Lan: "This is the way I left for myself, because the restriction will not disappear automatically with the passage of time. The key to unlocking the restriction lies with you. Only you actively invite me...that is, paint blue once in front of the mirror With the lipstick, I can gain some energy, and the sealed consciousness will be loosened."

"Until the summer seven years ago, you not only put on blue lipstick and stood in front of the mirror, but also gave me a name, personality, preferences, and appearance. I woke up completely at that time."

Speaking of which, Lan pursed her lips deliberately: "But after that day, you didn't continue to invite me, and you didn't even talk to me in the mirror, so I couldn't take any further action."

"sorry, I…"

"Three thousand, you don't need to apologize to yourself." Lan cut off his words with a smile, and patted his head harder.

Lin Sanqian froze for a moment, nodded, and continued to ask: "You sent me a courier to send photos, do you want me to find you?"

Lan: "That's right, you are the key to my freedom. Only if you take the initiative to invite me and voluntarily sign a contract that allows me to be free forever, I can reappear in front of you, like now."

"Although I woke up seven years ago, my strength is still very weak and I can't move freely. I can only wait."

"Until our 26th birthday is approaching, my strength gradually increases, and I can attract your attention by sending blue lipstick, skirts, photos, etc., and make you think of me again. I know you will definitely come back to me. This The process completes the "you take the initiative to invite me" requirement in the rules. "

Lan deliberately paused when he said this, and he gave Sanqian some time and space to think.

"So... Is our contract the kiss from last time?" Lin Sanqian subconsciously bit her lips.

But Lan shook his head: "No, the contract is for you to return to the place where I was born again, which is the room in the orphanage, and stand in front of the mirror to reapply blue lipstick."

"Kissing is just my choice, my favorite way." Lan said, touching his lips lightly.

In an instant, Lin Sanqian suddenly understood what Lan meant.

Through the kiss, the blue lipstick sticks to his lips from Lan's lips. In a sense, it is true that he has completed the contract by reapplying the blue lipstick.

Lin Sanqian felt that his fever was getting higher, because his face was terribly hot at the moment.

The lips touched by Lan are even more so.

"Three thousand, that was my first kiss with myself, not a tool for signing a contract."

The tips of Lin Sanqian's ears turned red even more.

The small earlobe looked soft and warm, Lan really wanted to pinch it, and even wanted to put it in his mouth to cool Sanqian, but he held back.

Anyway, there are still many opportunities like this in the future.

"Why did all the things you sent disappear after that kiss... the contract was completed? Even other people's memories of you." Lin Sanqian continued to ask.

Lan: "These contract objects that 'trick' you to come to lift the restriction are not allowed to exist after the contract is completed, so they must disappear."

"And it's not just them. Before the summer solstice, I can't appear in front of you, and I can't let you know my existence. So that day on the platform, when you turn around, I have to leave. I hope you don't give birth to me." gas."

Lin Sanqian looked deeply at his blue: "So you sent the sketch on the platform and the blue crayon in my dream early in the morning on the summer solstice."

Lan smiled: "Well, I'm afraid that if you send it in the early morning, you won't have to sleep overnight."

Lin Sanqian: "..." That's true.

"How's my sketch going?"

"I like it anyway."

Lan smiled and continued, "I've been bored in the mirror for seven years, and I've learned a lot of human skills to pass the time, such as painting, gardening, cooking, bartending, tea ceremony, dancing... Doesn't that sound very virtuous?"

Lin Sanqian choked: "You will only know after the trial."

Lan pouted: "No problem, you have a lifetime free trial right."

The two had already turned to the other side of the dance floor, and Lin Sanqian continued to ask questions.

"Why did you choose this way of meeting today?"

"Because I promised you that I will prove to you that I am not your illusion."

Lan's tone was very low, but he spoke every word clearly and seriously.

"Three thousand, is it enough that so many people have seen it with their own eyes?"

"…enough."

"So you believe I am real?"

He held Lin Sanqian's shoulder with a little more strength.

It seems to be proving the so-called "truth" in the conversation just now.

Lan Mingming knew that Sanqian had already believed it, but she still wanted to ask.

As stubborn as Sanqian, he wanted to hear the other party confess.

"Well, I believe it."

Lan finally smiled contentedly, and said half-jokingly: "So don't go to seek psychological counseling in the future, it's a waste of money."

Lin Sanqian: "..."

Why didn't he realize that he had such a thrifty side of housekeeping?

Lin Sanqian suddenly thought of something: "So, is your birthday considered today, or the day you were born?"

Lan thought about it seriously: "Why don't I spend these two days, and I won't lose money if I spend it twice a year."

Lin Sanqian: "No, if you add the lunar calendar, you have to pass it four times."

Lan smiled: "Then I will trouble you to celebrate my birthday four times a year."

"Happy birthday."

"Happy birthday."

The two said it almost in unison, they were taken aback for a moment, and then both laughed again.

"But I haven't prepared a birthday present for you today."

Lin Sanqian was so dizzy all day today that he even forgot that his own birthday was also Lan's birthday.

He is not used to celebrating birthdays, but he wants to celebrate Lan's birthday.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you later what gift I want."

Lan pressed against his ear, looking as if she wanted to kiss his earlobe.

"Is it still too late? It's already eleven forty-five."

In 15 minutes, Lan and his first birthday together will pass.

"It's definitely in time." Lan smiled.

"After this dance is over, let's go outside," Lan said, "There are too many people here and it's not very convenient."

Lin Sanqian was stunned for a moment, and he thought of something blood-stirring: "...why is it inconvenient for too many people?"

"You'll know then."

"...But the blue shark you ordered for me hasn't been drunk yet."

Lin Sanqian was nervous, and when he was nervous, he would talk about irrelevant topics to distract attention like now.

Lan knew his little habits better than Lin Sanqian.

"It's okay, I'll make you a cup every night from now on."

"..."

"Lan, I have one last question."

Lin Sanqian looked into Lan's eyes, "When will you take off your mask in front of me?"

He knew that there were the same facial features as himself under this mask.

It's just that there is a mole of tears in the corner of Lan's left eye.

This is also the imprint he left on Lan.

Lan caught his gaze, then bent the corners of her lips: "This is the last surprise for tonight."

As the music of "Blue" ended, the strong drums that could burst the eardrums sounded again.

Lan took Lin Sanqian's hand and left the dance floor.

"Where?"

"Go outside and play a game."

Along the way, many students witnessed their ascetic Professor Lin being dragged away by this mysterious blue "lady", pupils trembling.

There is usually only one reason to walk away hand in hand at a dance like this, and that is to do what adults are supposed to do.

Ouch.

They were shocked, but also doubted whether the gentle and abstinent Professor Lin could control such a sexy "female".

...It turns out that Professor Lin likes this kind of people, no wonder their confession failed before.

It's reassuring to think about it that way.

The thick iron gate isolated everyone's guessing eyes and discussions.

Once the door is closed, none of this has anything to do with them.

There were only the two of them outside the door, and the sound of the howling wind before the storm.

The wind blew harder, the lights on the road not far away were shaking, and the whole world was shaking.

Successive bolts of lightning illuminated the wilderness, and the sound of rolling thunder drew nearer.

It looks like heavy rain is coming soon.

Lin Sanqian didn't like the dark night before the rainstorm, it reminded him of that ominous night when he was six years old.

Lan can always easily understand his emotions.

"Do you feel uncomfortable in this kind of weather?" He held Sanqian's hand, and gently drew circles on Sanqian's palm with his fingertips.

Lan knew that Sanqian liked this kind of touching, which would make him feel safe and comfortable.

"You won't be here." Lin Sanqian replied truthfully.

At this moment, he is really at ease, because Lan is standing by his side.

Lan smiled, and stood face to face with Lin Sanqian.

"Three thousand, there is one last step in our contract," Lan pointed to the white mask on his face, "I need you to untie it for me."

Lin Sanqian knew that this was what Lan said, the last surprise tonight.

"After you untie it, you can meet me in reality without wearing it, can you?"

"Yes, you have to give me a reasonable identity when the time comes, otherwise others may be frightened when they see us." Lan was still joking.

Lin Sanqian: "You already have an identity, my twin sister."

Lan Xiao: "I'm afraid it can't be used for a long time, after all, you can't fall in love with your twin sister."

Lin Sanqian: "..."

At this moment, a thunderbolt exploded above their heads, rumbling and shaking their eardrums.

"What should I do?" The wind was so strong that Lin Sanqian couldn't open his eyes.

Lan let go of his hand, and raised his hand to untie the blue satin choker tied around his neck.

"I need to blindfold you later," Lan held the silk satin in her hand, "use this."

Lin Sanqian thought of the game Lan said just now, and suddenly felt something, and frowned slightly: "If you are blindfolded, you must promise me."

He paused, his Adam's apple slid up and down quickly, his lips were a little dry: "...Promise me, don't go far."

There is only one blindfolded game, hide and seek.

He had been playing hide-and-seek with Blue for a long time, and he didn't like the game.

"Well, I promise you," Lan covered his eyes with a ribbon, his movements were very gentle, "I won't go, this is just part of the "ceremony", and it will end soon. "

The soft blue covered his vision, his eyes were blindfolded, and his senses of hearing, touch, and smell were infinitely magnified.

Amid the howling wind, Lan's lips pressed against his ears.

With a cool breath on the pinna, Lin Sanqian used his imagination to outline Lan's posture, movements and expressions.

The disappearance of sight makes the imagination more vivid and sharp.

Perception has also become more sensitive.

Lan's voice was low: "Are you ready?"

"…Um."

"Three countdowns, let's get started."

"This is my last surprise for you tonight."

Lin Sanqian's heart was beating wildly, not because of fear or nervousness, but an unprecedented expectation.

"3"

Lan held his right hand with his left hand, interlocking his fingers, and his breath approached.

The light smell of "Blue Dawn" is also diffused in the wind.

"2"

Sanqian's hand touched the back of the mask, there was a rope tied there, and Lan's mask would fall off with a slight pull.

Another thunder rolls by.

Silk Xialin Sanqian closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, like a trapped blue butterfly flapping its wings.

"1..."

Lin Sanqian's heart skipped a beat, and the moment the rope was loosened, Lan suddenly leaned over and kissed him deeply.

At the same time, the torrential rain that had been brewing for a long time poured down.

The night was also brightened by rain.

The author has something to say: now.

Three thousand: Lan Zhen is diligent and thrifty in managing the house.

one year later.

Sanqian: There is no room for your skirt in the closet!Don't buy it!

There is another update today, the cuties go to bed first, let them kiss more.