he came from the mirror

Kicked out of the bathroom by the owner, Fang Ziming wiped his face, and instead of going out in a hurry, he walked to the window in a daze.

He opened half of the window, collected himself, and stretched out his head to look around with hope in his eyes.

The clock on the wall made a slight ticking sound. It was [-]:[-] in the evening. There were still a few lights on in the adjacent residential building outside. Fang Ziming put his hands on the window sill and could vaguely see the house opposite Sitting in the living room watching TV.

Several barbecue restaurants downstairs are still in business, and diners in twos and threes sit on small benches, laughing and joking, drinking and eating skewers.

"Living people, so many people!" Fang Ziming gripped the window frame excitedly: "This is not the world in the mirror, here... this is the real world! I..."

He came out of the mirror world!

The young man's breathing gradually became quicker. He just leaned on the window sill and looked at it for a while, then suddenly turned around and ran to the entrance, opened the door suddenly, and rushed into the stairwell in a blink of an eye.

Three minutes later, when Tang Yu came out of the combat shower, he saw that the window in the living room was half opened, and the security door was also wide open. He felt the cool draft in the room, weighed it for a few seconds, and decided Close the door first.

"This little bastard, I knew I should be taught a lesson before letting him go." He was shirtless, only wearing a pair of underwear, and walked to the door. Fortunately, there was no one in the corridor at this time, and the man closed the security door. , and wandered lazily around the living room.

Picking up the socks that had fallen under the sofa, Tang Yu carried a pile of dirty clothes, went to the balcony and threw everything into the washing machine.

"One, two, three, four... eight, nine, ten... fourteen... oh, there is nothing missing." The tall man squatted next to the drum, and counted his clothes—he still He thought he was an underwear thief—and when he found out that the number was correct, he couldn't help but add a little more meaning in his eyes: "It's really not a perverted voyeur. Well, speaking of it, how did he get in?" There is no The traces of being pried open, could it be that this guy turned in from the window?

Tang Yu decided to check the safety of the apartment again before going to bed.

"I still don't believe it. He couldn't have gotten out of the toilet."

On the other side, after Fang Ziming ran out of the community, he took out his mobile phone immediately. He first checked the time, it was [-]:[-] in the evening, and then looked at the upper left corner of the screen. The signal was full and [-]G was smooth.Finally, tremblingly, he opened the navigation to check his current location, and was shocked to find that he was no longer in Yangping City.

He is currently in Wuyi City in Province W, but it is not in the city center, but in the urban-rural fringe area next to the northern suburb of the city.

"Wait, I think I need to sort out my thoughts." He turned around twice, then found a tree and squatted under it, picked up a twig and drew it on the ground: "First, I fell into the mirror. Before the border, on Baoyun Mountain in H province."

"After being hit by a meteorite—assuming that I was really hit by a meteorite—I entered the Mirror Realm. The original location of the Mirror Realm is Yangping City in H Province. At the same time, that is also the city where I live."

"Then, on the second day of 'Tide', I entered room [-] opposite the door, and for some reason, I returned to the real world from [-]." The young man said while analyzing: "But after I came back, I was not in Yangping City, the distance from Wuyi to Yangping is not that close, and it would take at least six hours to drive. So, when was the time when I was 'transported' to Province W? Was it in the Mirror Realm? When [-] enters [-], has the 'transmission' been completed?"

"And, another question, what kind of existence is room [-]? Is the key opportunity for me to return to the real world to be [-]?"

He made gestures on the ground with a branch for a long time, and murmured: "The owner of [-] is a man, he must be older than me, and he is good at judging by his figure, I may not be able to beat him, he doesn't like cleaning the room, he has a bad personality Not very friendly, and besides, that guy seems super confident in himself. Well, most of this information is in line with what I guessed before. But..."

"He doesn't know how I appeared in the bathroom." Fang Ziming said: "I assume he doesn't know the existence of the mirror world, then there are at least two possibilities here. One, there is something different from the mirror world The connection was with room [-] itself, or something in the house, not the resident inside. Second, the connection was with the resident, but he didn’t know about it. Now it seems that the first possibility accounts for Bigger."

Regarding the information about Room [-], the future self in the mirror seemed to have mentioned a few words that seemed to be plausible. Fang Ziming tried hard to recall for a long time, and found that he really couldn't recall any more details of the conversation between the two.

He tugged at the ends of his hair in distress, wishing he could go back in time, and then grabbed the self more than ten days ago and slapped him hard twice to relieve his worries: "Ah—why do I think that I in the mirror is a fraudster and a psychopath! I should have grabbed him then and asked everything I could! I'm such a fucking sand sculpture!"

but!Whoever put up such a magical script would instinctively be skeptical, right?If you don't even doubt this, then you are simply sorry for the nine-year compulsory education you have received and the materialistic scientific values ​​you have adhered to for more than 20 years, okay?

Of course, except for patients with secondary illnesses.

Fang Ziming thought sadly.

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An hour after falling back to the real world, Fang Ziming sorted out all the things these days, and then made the first call outside with a feeling of apprehension.

This time, as soon as the number was dialed, a "beep" ringback tone rang through the handset.It didn't take long, only a few seconds later, Fang Ziming was still in a daze, the person on the other end hastily picked up the phone, and asked in horror: "Are you, Zi, Ziming? Is that you?"

Fang Ziming came back to his senses in an instant, and he hurriedly said, "It's me, brother, are you still in City B? Are our parents there?"

Brother Fang's family was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time.

Fang Ziming immediately predicted what his brother was thinking, and hurriedly said: "Stop! Don't shout, Fang Fang! Come on, take a deep breath and keep yourself calm."

His elder brother Fang Fang's tone was a bit erratic: "...the voice really sounds like my brother..."

"What's 'resembling', I'm your brother." Fang Ziming grabbed a few grasses on the ground and trampled back and forth, his eyes turned red in an instant, but his tone of voice was much calmer when he spoke: "Why, how long has it been?" No, you can't even hear my voice?"

Fang Fang was still full of suspicions. He was disturbed by the phone call, so he asked instinctively: "No... the people from the police station notified us half a month ago, saying that my brother may have... I... I I don’t quite believe it. This number is indeed my brother’s, you...you give me your birth date, hobbies, and ID number!”

Fang Ziming's Adam's apple rolled, he casually explained his past, and then sighed: "It's really me. Brother, you find a quiet place, don't disturb our parents, I have something here... Cough, I need to Let me make it clear with you first."

Fang Fang warned: "Wait a minute, I still don't think it's right. You open WeChat, and I want to make a video call with you."

Fang Ziming still couldn't help rolling his eyes: "...Okay."

Of the two Fang family brothers, one sneakily squatted under the street tree on the side of the road outside the community, while the other quickly locked the door of his bedroom and initiated a call request suspiciously.

Fang Ziming picked up the communication again: "The light here is not good, let's make do with it. Did you reply this time?"

Holding the phone in his hand, Fang Fang realized that it was not a telecom fraud, and immediately squeezed two tears from his eyes: "Brother...you are really my brother...Fang Ziming, where the hell did you go! How sad, how sad! My mother almost resigned and went to the mountains to catch you! And our dad—"

Fang Ziming: "Shh, shh! Brother, please keep your voice down, you have to control yourself. There is no one else around, right?"

"I'm with my parents, and they're next door, already asleep." Fang Fang took a deep breath: "Where are you now, what's going on?"

"In Province W, Wuyi City." Fang Ziming held up his mobile phone and turned around, letting his brother admire the old residential buildings with a sense of age around him, as well as the desolate and deserted narrow street in front of him: "But it's not in the city center, and I don't know how the security situation in this area is."

Fang Fang frowned: "What are you doing in the province of W? The police told us that you fell off a cliff in Baoyun Mountain and disappeared. From Yangping to Wuyi?"

"That's not possible." Fang Ziming wiped his face and said wearily: "I can't tell for a while over the phone, let me make a long story short, I have to find a way to buy a ticket to leave Province W after talking to you, When we meet, let’s talk in detail.”

Afterwards, he began to tell his eldest brother what happened to him in the past ten days in a few words.

Ten minutes later, the elder brother of the Fang family looked dull. After a while, he looked at Fang Ziming hesitantly: "I believe in you."

Fang Ziming's eyes lit up: "Do you really believe that the mirror world is real? I'm afraid you won't believe it if it's too fantastical."

"...Well." Fang Fang squatted for a while, and then asked casually: "Well, self-evident. Recently, is the pressure a bit high?"

"It depends on what kind of pressure it is. The pressure in the mirror world is not small..." Fang Ziming suddenly woke up, and said suspiciously: "Wait, you don't think I have some kind of paranoia, do you? "

Fang Fang immediately shook his head: "No, no, how is it possible!"

Fang Ziming: "..."

Fang Ziming: "Oh."

Fang Fang persuaded him softly: "I really don't mean anything else, don't be like this, life is still very beautiful. If you have any troubles now, you can talk to your dear brother, I am definitely on your side of."

Fang Ziming waved his hand weakly: "Okay, stop talking, I understand what you mean."

Co-authoring his brother thought he had a mental problem.

The author has something to say: Tang Yu: "Why, why don't you steal my underwear? Don't my underwear look good?"

Fang Ziming: "...I want to chop my hands if I touch it, thank you."

Equation (howling dryly): "Brother—my brother—"

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Thanks for the nutrient solution irrigated by my friends~~ Meme!