Why not human! [Quick travel]

The sun shines through the half-opened shutters, and the green radishes on the window sills are full of energy and growing well.

The furnishings in the office are simple and tidy, with no unnecessary decorations.

The whole room was silent.

Wen Ruiqing sat on the swivel chair, rubbed his forehead, and tried to calm down.

On the desk in front of him was a pure black, brand new and clean laptop.

Because the notebook has not been operated for a long time, the screen suddenly goes dark and the screen goes black.

His suit and bow tie and his slightly sad face were reflected on the screen.

The scream of the woman in the morning, what she said, the figure in the mirror that was exactly the same as Wen Ruiqing, and what I saw on the glass window last night...

These have been lingering in Wen Ruiqing's mind all the time, making him unmotivated to work.

Before that, he was an atheist and scoffed at the theory of gods and ghosts.

But after experiencing such a thing, Wen Ruiqing not only collapsed his world view, but also discovered his inner fear of such things.

Having such a fear made him even more unacceptable.

Wen Ruiqing paused suddenly when he rubbed his temples.

There seemed to be some changes around him, which made him feel like he was on his back.

He stiffly let go of his hands rubbing his temples, and slowly raised his head.

On the desk in front of him, a face was reflected on the screen of the laptop after it was blacked out.

face shape.

eye.

nose.

mouth.

That face was exactly the same as his, exactly.

Poker face.

The eyes are deep.

He looked directly at Wen Ruiqing.

That face was very close, occupying most of the screen, and it seemed that it was about to burst out of the screen.

Wen Ruiqing's back felt cold, his scalp exploded, and he wanted to escape immediately.

But he forgot that he was still sitting on the chair, kicked his legs and feet on the ground a few times, the rollers of the swivel chair slid back and back, and the back of the chair hit the bookcase behind him.

There was a messy sound.

Wen Ruiqing quickly stood up leaning against the bookcase.

On the pitch-black computer screen, there was a blurry shadow of him standing up.

That face, since when, has disappeared from the laptop screen.

Wen Ruiqing breathed a sigh of relief, the heart in his chest was beating violently, he was still in shock, and gasping for breath.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who!?" Wen Ruiqing asked loudly.

"...Mr. Wen, are you all right in there?"

Wen Ruiqing reached out and tugged on the tie to loosen it, closed his eyes, and calmed down his breathing and heartbeat.

He tilted his head slightly, swallowed, and his Adam's apple slipped between his fair neck.

"It's okay." He replied.

On the wall of the office, there is an old wooden round clock, and the hands tick for a long time.

Wen Ruiqing was stunned for a long while, then suddenly recovered from the rigidity, and was surprised to find that his head and face were covered with sweat.

The back of the shirt was also soaked with sweat, sticking to the back, which was uncomfortable.

He walked to the desk in three steps and two steps, and quickly closed the laptop with one hand.

under the screen cover.

If you can't see it, it's nothing...

Wen Ruiqing took out a tissue and casually wiped the sweat off his face.

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The door of the independent office opened, and a man in a suit, with a handsome face and a gentle manner hurried out with a briefcase.

In the office area, everyone looked sideways.

Wen Ruiqing walked quickly, without even looking at them, he walked out of the office area and disappeared around the corner.

After a few seconds.

"Hey, why did Mr. Wen leave so early today? He left in such a hurry!"

"Didn't he usually stay until after get off work?"

"President Wen's complexion doesn't look very good, he's very pale."

"Just now, there were some voices in his office..."

"Could it be that something happened, such as... broke up in love?"

"How can a person like Mr. Wen fall out of love? He has a good figure, looks so good-looking, and has a successful career..."

"Speaking of which, does Boss Wen have a girlfriend~"

When Wen Ruiqing walked away, everyone in the office area immediately started talking impatiently, and some even leaned out of the small cubicle to gossip.

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Neatly trimmed, round and clean nails press the "-1" floor in the elevator.

The elevator doors slowly closed before his eyes.

Wen Ruiqing stood facing the elevator door, waiting for the elevator to arrive.

It was not time to get off work, and he was the only one in the elevator.

He was a little dazed at first, but when he came back to his senses, he looked at his own shadow clearly reflected on the elevator door, and couldn't help but "thump" in his heart.

The two or three seemingly supernatural events I experienced were all related to items such as "mirrors" that can reflect shadows.

Glass, mirrors, and laptop screens that reflect people.

The shadow reflected on the elevator door in front of him looked normal at the moment, indeed exactly in line with his every move, no different from usual, but Wen Ruiqing began to breathe harder.

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead again.

Having just experienced such a thing, seeing mirrors and other things that can reflect people's shadows, he has already begun to have some psychological shadows.

Until, on the elevator door, his image began to blur and distort.

It seemed just for a split second.

His figure was replaced.

On the elevator door, a figure appeared, with its back to Wen Ruiqing, as if it was just a person standing in front of Wen Ruiqing waiting for the elevator in the elevator.

The figure is tall and straight, wearing a well-tailored gray suit, with a neat hairstyle, slightly longer bangs in the front, leaving only two or three centimeters in the back.

He wears a watch on his right wrist and carries a brown briefcase.

Wen Ruiqing tightened his right hand holding the briefcase.

Cold sweat crawled up his forehead and back, and veins appeared on the back of the hand holding the briefcase. He backed up again and again until his back touched the innermost wall of the elevator.

On the elevator door, because of the limited vision, he didn't see it often, but he was very familiar with the back, slowly turning his head back...

Seems to be looking back at him.

Ordinary people turn their heads, turning their shoulders together, but that figure really "turned their heads", only the head turned backwards, and the rest of the body remained motionless.

The figure's head turned slightly.

About to show a side face...

Wen Ruiqing leaned against the elevator wall with his back, his eyes widened, and his chest heaved violently.

"Ding……"

The elevator door opened.

A young woman walked in with a seven- or eight-year-old boy.

The elevator doors were closed in on both sides, and the figure exactly like Wen Ruiqing's back also disappeared from sight.

Wen Ruiqing quickly adjusted his expression, stood up straight, pursed his pale lips, and took out a tissue to wipe off the sweat from his forehead.

The young woman holding the little boy gave him a strange look and pressed the elevator on the first floor.

The elevator door closed, revealing Wen Ruiqing wiping his sweat.

Business as usual.

Arriving at the first floor, the young woman walked out of the elevator with the little boy.

In the elevator, Wen Ruiqing was the only one.

After a moment of hesitation, Wen Ruiqing took a step forward, followed the two people in front, and walked out of the elevator on the first floor.

He entered the safe passage and went to the underground parking lot on the -1 floor.

You can't take the elevator, so just go down.

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Wen Ruiqing hurriedly opened the driver's door and squeezed out of the seat.

As soon as he came out, he quickly slammed the car door heavily.

"Damn!" he cursed under his breath, with a hint of fear in his voice.

With a briefcase in his hand, he staggered and staggered out of the dark and dim basement.

Just when he was about to start the car, he saw a person sitting in the back seat of the car in the rearview mirror, staring in the direction of the driver's seat.

The man was wearing a gray suit, and in the rearview mirror, only half of his chin was exposed on his entire face.

Although I haven't seen the complete face, this figure, this face shape... is undoubtedly Wen Ruiqing's "self".

Wen Ruiqing suddenly looked back, and there was no one in the back seat of the car.

It seemed that what he saw in the rearview mirror just now was just an illusion after his nervous breakdown.

However, when he turned his head, in the rearview mirror, "I" was still sitting in the back seat of the car.

As if aware of Wen Ruiqing's gaze, on the exposed half of the delicate white chin, the light red lips slowly curled up.

The corners of the mouth are slightly curved, not even up to the arc of "smile".

Wen Ruiqing fled from the car in a panic.

He didn't want to take a car anymore, so he had to squeeze the bus, trying to avoid looking at objects that would reflect people's shadows along the way.

The bus sat for an hour.

It was okay at the beginning, before the rush hour, there were few people in the bus and it was much cleaner.

In the last twenty or ten minutes, the number of people on the bus gradually increased, and everyone was like sardines in cans. As the bus swayed back and forth, there were so many people that they squeezed their backs and fought hand in hand.

Wen Ruiqing endured it with great difficulty.

Back home, Wen Ruiqing found a sheet and covered the mirror in the bathroom.

After taking a shower, he collapsed on the bed and fell asleep exhausted.

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Luo Zheyu looked at Wen Ruiqing with his eyes closed and covered the mirror in the bathroom with a sheet.

When the mirror was completely covered by the sheet, he also disappeared from the mirror.

Back to the mirror world.

Since I found out this morning that I couldn't make that woman feel scared and scare her away, then it's okay to turn around and scare Wen Ruiqing.

Fortunately, Wen Ruiqing still felt afraid and terrified.

Living in fear and anxiety all day like this may make him inattentive to attack his prey again.

No matter how bad it is, it can slow down his attack on women.

Luo Zheyu's figure suddenly moved in the gray and endless mirror world at an extremely fast speed, leaving only a series of afterimages.

It's time to continue looking for the evil in the mirror world.

Let Wen Rui take a breather and rest for the time being today.

When Luo Zheyu devours more malice, there will be more wonderful luxury experience packages waiting for Wen Ruiqing.

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"Ding……"

The screen of the mobile phone lights up and a short message is received.

Wen Ruiqing stopped and turned on the phone.

Sender: Li Luolan

【Are you coming tonight? 】

Wen Ruiqing looked up, looked at the row of filled glass jars on the cabinet, and gently stroked them one by one until he touched the last one, the empty glass jar.

Fingers flicked the body of the empty glass jar.

"Boom..."

Make a crisp sound.

Wen Ruiqing replied to the text message.

Recipient: Li Luolan

【wait for me. 】

This empty glass jar can be filled in no time.

Really looking forward to that day.

Wen Ruiqing stayed here for another half an hour before opening the door of the attic and going out.