The Professor's Mirror Dress Lover

When Lin Sanqian woke up completely, she was lying in the guest room of the manor.

The infusion needle was inserted into the back of his hand, and a nurse sat not far away, dozing off.

The room is very quiet, the wind outside the window is constant, and the dead tree branches are knocking on the windowpane.

Lin Sanqian stared at the shaking tree for a moment, feeling a little dazed.

What happened to me?Why are you lying here?

He only remembered that he followed Gu Luo to the Silico Plain not long ago to do research, but he couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

Lin Sanqian was about to sit up from the bed when Gu Luo pushed the door open and entered.

"Professor Lin, are you feeling better?"

Lin Sanqian nodded vaguely: "What happened to me?"

"Don't you remember? Last night you went to inspect the remains of the fire festival by the hot spring lake, and you suddenly fell into a coma with a high fever." Gu Luo sat beside him with medicine in his hand. "Fortunately, someone drove by and rescued you."

Lin Sanqian took the medicine on his own initiative, and frowned: "Did I go by myself?"

"That's right, you've always been on your own when you went to investigate." Gu Luo looked at him strangely, and said with some concern, "Professor Lin, are you okay?"

Lin Sanqian touched his ring finger subconsciously.

There is nothing there.

He was confused for a moment, and raised the corner of his lips slightly: "It's okay, thank you."

After recuperating in the manor for a week, Lin Sanqian bid farewell to his great-grandmother and Gu Luojiang Porridge, and left Sirike to fly to Jincheng.

The new year is coming, and he promised Mrs. Lin to stay in Jincheng for the new year.

When the plane took off, Lin Sanqian looked at the rolling mountains and white forest, feeling an indescribable sense of loneliness in his heart.

His gaze flicked over the mirror image on the window glass, and he stared at himself for half a second.

Finally, he pulled down the light shield in silence.

He seems to have forgotten something important.

But this feeling is too vague, like a forgotten dream, and cannot be recalled through memory.

……

Mrs. Lin was very happy to see Sanqian came back, and asked the chef to prepare a large table of delicious dishes.

"Just yourself? Last time you said..."

In the middle of speaking, Mrs. Lin suddenly stopped as if absent-minded.

Lin Sanqian waited patiently for a while, but he didn't wait for the next sentence. Seeing Mrs. Lin's face suddenly bewildered, he asked softly, "What did I say last time?"

Mrs. Lin was stunned for a while, then shook her head: "...I was about to say something, but I suddenly forgot."

She frowned strangely, what happened to herself just now?A thought flashed by and disappeared before it could be captured.

Forget it, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

After dinner, Lin Sanqian chatted with Mrs. Lin for a while. He was a little tired from the fatigue of the journey, so he took a shower and lay down on the bed.

The moment he turned off the lights, there was a sudden "bang" in the southern sky, and blue fireworks exploded in the night sky.

The clock points to twelve o'clock, which is the annual New Year's Eve fireworks in Jincheng.

Lin Sanqian's heart suddenly beat heavily.

He stared out the window blankly.

Fireworks rise, bloom, and extinguish one after another.

The light from the pyrotechnics briefly illuminated the night sky and illuminated his bedroom.

An inexplicable sense of nostalgia ran in Lin Sanqian's blood, making him walk to the window unconsciously.

He rarely watched New Year's Eve fireworks in previous years, he didn't like these short and hot things.

He was terrified of seeing them die before his eyes.

But tonight he couldn't take his eyes off it.

He quietly leaned against the window, from the beginning to the end of the fireworks, his breath covered the window glass with a layer of white mist.

The night sky returned to silence, and there was a smell of burning in the air.

Unspeakable loneliness and sadness spread in the silence.

It seemed that he had promised someone to watch the New Year's Eve fireworks together, but that person didn't show up, and he was alone by the window for the New Year's Eve.

But he searched all over his memory, and there was no such promise or this person at all.

Lin Sanqian didn't know when he shed tears, but when he realized it, the corners of his eyes were wet.

Probably the burning ashes in the wind blinded his eyes, Lin Sanqian thought.

In the following days, Lin Sanqian found herself becoming strange.

He always feels uneasy, and when he is very uneasy, he will subconsciously touch the ring finger of his left hand, as if something important is missing there...

Seeing a woman in a blue dress walking by in the crowd, he would subconsciously turn around, as if looking for something...

When you go to the supermarket and go to the wine shelf, you will subconsciously stay for a while, as if you will definitely buy something in the past...

When passing the dessert station downstairs in the apartment, there will be an urge to go and buy two ice creams...

But he actually seldom goes to the dessert station. Although he likes ice cream, the half-price promotion for the second serving is not friendly.

It's not worth buying one, and you can't eat two if you buy two.

But this day, he walked over in a strange way: "Hello, please give me a sea salt cone, thank you."

The lady in the dessert shop said enthusiastically: "Sir, we have half price for the second one. It's more cost-effective to buy two."

Lin Sanqian hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, then please give me two copies."

"Okay, a total of 6 yuan will be charged to you."

In winter, Lin Sanqian bit two cones in his mouth, his teeth chattered and his tongue went numb from the cold.

The supposedly sweet ice cream melted on the tongue but felt bitter, and the eyes felt hot unconsciously.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

That night, he couldn't sleep because of stomach pain from eating ice cream, and he regretted swallowing two stomach medicines.

...I will never eat ice cream again.

This sense of loneliness for no reason permeated every detail of Lin Sanqian's life.

When he returned to the familiar apartment, he always felt that there were many photos posted on the wall of the bedroom, but he couldn't remember who the photos were, and he just felt that they were torn apart now.

The closet was full of his shirts, which only took up a small half of the space, and it seemed that a lot of someone's clothes were missing.

Many new and unique kitchen utensils have also been added to the kitchen.

It seems that the landlord bought it for him recently, but he doesn't usually cook, so it's a pity that such a good tableware will be dusted.

Lin Sanqian was overwhelmed by the unreasonable and impenetrable loneliness and sense of loss.

So he sought help from a psychiatrist.

The psychiatrist tried to find the crux of Lin Sanqian through hypnosis.

Under the guidance of the doctor's hypnosis, he fell asleep and came to a dimly lit and closed room.

There was an old and huge wardrobe in the corner of the room.

When Lin Sanqian was in the orphanage, he was locked in a closet by bad children and bullied. The memory of that period was painful and vague, like a specimen sealed in a frosted glass box, the outline could be seen but the content could not be clearly seen.

He also forgot who saved him.

Lin Sanqian subconsciously walked towards the closet, but every time he tried to open the closet, he would fall from the dream to reality, the hypnosis was interrupted, and the truth could not be solved.

The doctor had to prescribe sedatives for him.

Lin Sanqian relied on medicine to get through this depressing and gloomy winter, and he was often so lonely that he couldn't breathe.

The weather is gradually warming up, and the precipitation in the winter capital has begun to increase.

One rainy afternoon, when Lin Sanqian was waiting for a traffic light, he suddenly saw a blue umbrella flashing across the road from the crowd.

Lin Sanqian didn't know why he suddenly went crazy, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, the blood flowed backwards all over his body, and he stepped on the zebra crossing and rushed to the opposite side at the moment the green light turned on.

He didn't even pay attention to avoid the car turning right, and the driver who was forced to brake cursed at him.

Lin Sanqian and the driver apologized, but the blue umbrella had disappeared into the crowd.

The whole city also faded rapidly.

When he returned to the office, Bai Tunan brought Cai Guo over.

In his current memory, Cai Guo was the little girl he accidentally rescued in the orphanage when he went back to Xiacheng to visit his mother's grave, and later the little girl was adopted by Bai Tunan.

Cai Guo has a talent for painting, and at the moment she is lying on Bai Tunan's desk and concentrating on painting.

Seeing Lin Sanqian coming in, Cai Guo happily waved at him: "Brother."

Lin Sanqian walked over with a smile: "Can I have a look?"

"no problem."

Cai Guo moved her body slightly to let the light from the window shine in, and her painting was displayed in front of Lin Sanqian.

The background of the picture is a dilapidated platform, bustling with people, and a "girl" in a blue skirt stands in the crowd.

But Cai Guo didn't paint his facial features, and his face was blank.

The numbness rose from the soles of Lin Sanqian's feet and quickly traveled throughout his body.

The buzzing sound kept ringing in my ears.

Lin Sanqian froze in place like a stone sculpture.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

The little girl was keenly aware of Lin Sanqian's emotional fluctuations.

Some familiar feeling was on the verge of coming out, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Lin Sanqian picked up the painting, his fingers trembling: "Have you seen this scene before?"

Cai Guo shook his head: "I have dreamed of it several times."

"Why does he have no face?"

"I can't see clearly in my dream."

"Who is he?" Lin Sanqian's voice trembled slightly imperceptibly.

Cai Guo continued to shake his head: "I don't know, but I was very impressed in the dream."

Lin Sanqian faced the painting and was silent for half a minute.

"Guoguo, can you give me this painting?"

"of course can."

Lin Sanqian hangs this strange yet familiar painting on the wall of his apartment, and he often stares in a daze at the faceless blue skirt "girl" in the painting.

He always felt that he could think of the other person's facial features in the next second, but every second was at a loss.

Until one night, as usual, he sat by the window and stared at the painting quietly.

The city lights illuminated the window glass, and the moment he turned his head to look out the window, he was caught off guard and stared at the mirror image of himself on the glass.

He stared at himself in the city lights. In the ambiguous light and shadow, this shadow gradually overlapped with the faceless blue skirt "girl" in the sketch.

That night, Lin Sanqian had a dream.

He dreamed of the familiar closed room and the old and huge wardrobe in the corner of the room.

Different from several hypnotherapy sessions, this time he wore a blue silk scarf around his wrist.

Lin Sanqian walked towards the wardrobe as usual, with a slightly rusty lock hanging from the door.

After hesitating for half a second, he knocked lightly on the wardrobe door.

"Excuse me, is anyone in there?"

He overlapped the current scene with the traumatic memory of his childhood.

But to his surprise, there was a noise in the closet.

It was followed by his own voice, which he was all too familiar with: "Brother Professor, why did you forget your bride?"

bride.

These two words turned into a hot stream that permeated his blood, rushing to the depths of his chest.

"Don't forget the rules, cover your eyes with the choker so I can tell you what to do."

"…it is good."

Like playing hide-and-seek, Lin Sanqian untied the blue ribbon on her hands, covered her eyes, and tied it tightly.

"As you said, I can always find the lost things for you every time. Brother Professor, I want to find the lost bride for you."

The moment the voice fell, there was the sound of a lock being snapped open.

Lin Sanqian's heart was beating violently.

But the lock fell, and the wardrobe door still couldn't be opened.

A syllable stuck in his throat, unable to speak.

The dream began to shake violently, ready to collapse at any moment.

"Three thousand, remember? Your bride."

my bride, my bride...

"Don't worry, we're engaged"

On the aurora-burning wilderness, the words paused his time.

Lin Sanqian remembered, his Adam's apple frantically slid, and almost exhausted all his strength to softly say, "Blue."

His bride, his blue.

The moment the cabinet was opened, the dream collapsed.

Lin Sanqian opened his eyes, and all the lost memories rushed in, washing away the ubiquitous loneliness and sadness.

Lin Sanqian trembled slightly, and he smiled.

"Lan, I'll wait for your return."

The people in the paintings on the walls suddenly had faces.

It's his blue, with the same facial features as him, wearing blue lipstick, and a tear mole in the corner of his left eye, which is the mark left by him.

Lin Sanqian pushed open the window, the wind at night was already warm, and there was a faint smell of early summer.

……

Lin Sanqian went to the Silico Plain again, and Lan's existence had been erased from everyone's memory.

Because the painting on the platform happened before the summer solstice last year, Lan's existence had not been established, and Cai Guo didn't have Lan's face in his memory, so it was preserved.

Lin Sanqian met Gu Luo's great-grandmother to learn about the laws of breaking the curse.

"After betraying one's instinct, the curse will leave the body and be in a sealed state."

"The memory of the main body is the key to unlock the seal. After the seal is opened, the power of the curse given by the evil god will be transformed into positive energy, which can realize the wish of the main body."

To betray the rules and invite the mirror person back to the human world again requires a close connection with each other, the absolute trust of the mirror person in the ontology, and the extreme desire of the body for the mirror person.

These, indeed, only Sanqian and Lan can do.

Lin Sanqian thanked his great-grandmother, and after returning to Dongdu, he began to wait day after day for his Lan to come home.

This is his wish.

He buys a set of blue dresses every two days, filling his empty wardrobe in no time.

On the bedside table was a night light, Blue Dawn, and a new blue lipstick.

He also painted a wall in the apartment with magnetic paint so that he could later paste photos of him and Lan.

In May, he went to a jewelry store to order a pair of rings.

"Mr. Lin, we can provide exclusive engraving services, what do you need?"

Lin Sanqian thought for a while, and left his initials "LSQ" and "Blue".

He also bumped into a part-time student in a jewelry store, who was surprised: "Professor Lin, are you getting married?"

Lin Sanqian smiled and nodded without any concealment: "We will get married when the other party comes back."

"congratulations."

The news that Professor Lin was about to get married quickly spread throughout the school, and he received countless congratulations every day.

In a blink of an eye, it is the summer solstice day.

Lin Sanqian asked for leave.

He went to the dessert shop early in the morning to order a fresh butterfly pea flower cake, and went to the flower shop to buy a bunch of cut blue hydrangeas.

The flower language of blue hydrangea is "betrayal".

His blue betrayed his instincts, killed the rules that bound them, and would soon come back to him.

Betrayal isn't all about the unknown, either.

The reserved pair of rings was also delivered, and Lin Sanqian placed it next to the flowers and cake.

He was waiting for his "Mr. Bride" to come home.

This day passed very slowly, but Lin Sanqian had enough patience.

Night falls from sunrise to sunset.

Lin Sanqian turned on the blue night light and checked the time every half a minute.

He couldn't calm down and do other things. He sat in front of the cake and pricked up his ears, as if he could hear Lan take out the key and open the door in the next second.

But the time passed by one minute and one second, and the clock pointed to 12 o'clock at night.

The night in Dongdu was quiet, and the sound of keys did not ring.

The corridor was quiet, without any sound.

The long wait stretched Lin Sanqian's nerves to the limit.

The summer solstice has passed, but his blue has not returned home.

Lin Sanqian panicked, but the determined wait did not come, so he picked up the key at a loss.

Why didn't Lan come home?Where did he go?

It's ok.

I go to him.

Lin Sanqian suppressed the impending collapse, and walked out of the apartment in a daze.

He walked along the street, to the supermarkets, shopping malls, and movie theaters that he and Lan had been to.

It was late at night and all the shops were closed.

He was turned away.

Only stray cats ran past him, and the empty wine bottle left by the drunk was at his feet, ding-ding-dong-dong making an empty sound.

Lin Sanqian was panting, the loneliness and sadness that had disappeared for a long time surged again, overwhelming him.

He was swept into the depths of the sea by the vortex of emotions, lost in the dark blue that never saw the sun.

What went wrong?Blue won't go home yet?

Can he still wait for his blue?

The air was hot and humid, and Lin Sanqian walked down the street in a daze.

Suddenly a thunderclap exploded in the night sky.

A strong wind blew up the empty streets.

Immediately afterwards, torrential rain fell.

Lin Sanqian, who didn't bring an umbrella, was drenched in an instant.

The impenetrable rain curtain enveloped him, and Lin Sanqian lost his emotions and senses in the rain.

When he walked to the dessert station, the square inch of the world where he was standing suddenly cleared up.

Blue umbrellas shaded overhead.

The rain fell with a splash, splashing blue water on the umbrella surface.

Lin Sanqian's wrist was gently grabbed.

"Sorry, I'm late, I was delayed doing handwork, and I didn't catch up with our birthday."

Lin Sanqian's footsteps stopped, he blinked very lightly, and the rain fell from his eyelashes.

He turned his head: "don't apologize to yourself."

They looked at each other quietly under the blue umbrella, just like the reunion night at the summer solstice ball last year.

His blue color hasn't changed at all, his pupils are burning with a gloomy and dangerous blue color, and the moles at the corners of his eyes glisten in the rain.

Lan's gaze was hot, and Lin Sanqian felt the pain of being burned.

Blue flames spread across this rainy and majestic night.

"you're back."

"Ah."

"Not leaving?"

"Can't go away."

Lan took Sanqian's hand and kissed the back of his hand lightly, just like the winter solstice standing by the lakeside in the wilderness at night.

Standstill time reflows.

He said, "Sanqian, can you marry me?"

Sanqian: "I've already married once."

Lan: "Hey, I want to confirm again."

His voice was as usual, full of bewitching and coquettish meaning.

Lin Sanqian couldn't refuse, there was nothing he could do in this life.

Sanqian smiled lightly, with gentle and firm eyes: "Well, I can marry you as many times as you like."

Lan also smiled: "Sanqian, this is your lost ring, I found it for you."

He took the blue glass ring he had just made into his mouth, and bowed his head gently and reverently.

The warm and humid breath fell.

Once again, Lan bit Sanqian's ring finger and put the ring on him with her lips and tongue.

The rain kept falling, patter patter.

The world turns a dank bright blue.

Lin Sanqian put on the ring again on her ring finger.

"Happy wedding."

"Happy wedding."

The two laughed almost simultaneously.

Sanqian and Lan intertwined their fingers, holding a blue umbrella and walking in the heavy rain.

"Ah, the dessert station is not open, what a pity."

"It's okay, there is a big cake at home."

"Then, three thousand, let's go home."

"it is good."

-End of text-

The author has something to say: the text is over.

The story of Sanqian and Lan is not long, it can be regarded as a little blue gift in summer, thank you for meeting you who also like self-taught.

Thank you for patiently updating me from time to time for so long QAQ

Tiantian's daily extras are expected to be updated on Thursday, welcome to watch.

There is a high probability that the next book will open an infinite flow of self-tapping and self-receiving variants:

After the Pirate Boss Returns to the Horror World

Personality data copy type self-attack and self-acceptance, god-level boss sickly and narcissistic attack x artificial human pirated subject.

In addition, check out Lan’s pre-acquisition of the same theme:

The Colonel's Mirror Dressed Lover

The mirror image women's clothing is crazy and attacking x abstinence is ruthless, and the colonel is subject to it.

This book is strong in the interstellar, and it also has a style of strong tones like "blue" and fantasy scenes. It may involve science fiction and war. If you are interested, you can accept it~

Finally, I ask for a closing, thank you for accompanying Sanqian and Lan, the refills all the way.