The Seven Sick Girls Can't Ask For Me

A kind of indescribable tiredness swept over, the black-haired young man leaned against the mirror, and he didn't even have the strength to move his body.

He just fell asleep leaning against the mirror.

Suddenly, in the mirror in front of the black-haired young man, the young man who was sleeping next to the young man suddenly moved.

He slowly opened his eyes, looking at the young man with tears in his eyes.After a long time, he stretched out a hand, and his slender index finger touched the face of the sleeping young man.

Through the thin mirror, he rubbed that person's face tirelessly again and again.

He has a straight nose, slightly drooping eyes, straight eyebrows, red lips from kisses, a slender and fair neck, and a flexible, slender and perfect body.

But he couldn't touch anything, because between him and the young man, there was always a thin but extremely strong mirror.

But in the next second, the young man opened his eyes.

Then, he took out a heavy wrench from the tool box under his feet, and slammed the metal handle on the mirror.

There was a crisp sound.

Countless tiny cracks spread out from that point, spreading out countless explosion-like cracks.

"Who are you?" Lu Qing bandit asked.

In the mirror, the originally thick and gorgeous face was torn apart by those cracks.

"What are you?" He changed the question.

Lu Qing bandit put his hand on the mirror, and leaned closer to look at the face in the middle that should have belonged to him. The shattered and fallen mirror fragments cut his hand into tiny wounds, and little drops of blood came out.

The Lu Qing bandit in the mirror didn't move, he just quietly looked at the wound on his hand, and the tear mole in his eyes flickered slightly, as if a drop of real tears had flowed down.

At some point, the sound outside the door suddenly stopped.

"Qing bandits." He softly called Lu Qing bandits.

His voice was exactly the same as that of Lu Qing bandit.

"You finally, finally, found me."

The mirror image stretched out its hand facing the crack in the middle of the gap, as if touching something, and then his slender wrist successfully squeezed through the thin layer of mirror surface, and was scratched countless by the broken mirror surface. gap.

Then, he touched Lu Qing bandit's hand.

Even though it was just the simplest touch, he let out a deep sigh, as if he had accomplished something extraordinary.

"Finally, I've touched you." He slowly closed his eyes, seeming to be addicted to this physical contact.

"Who are you?" Lu Qingbing was attracted by himself in the mirror, but strangely, he didn't feel a trace of fear.On the contrary, at the moment of contact with him, there was a strange feeling.

That feeling exploded in his body, as if some violent chemical reaction had occurred.

"I'm you." Said Lu Qing bandit in the mirror. "It's your lover, it's your world, it's your heart."

Two identical black-haired young men looked at each other through a broken mirror, their fingertips touched, the light and shadow in their eyes flowed, and the years passed outside the mirror.

Countless spaces whizzed past them, and the distant river of time flowed out the mournful gurgling of blue silk and gorgeous hair.How much deep love is far away in this thin layer of distance, turning into life and death.

"How long have you been waiting for me?"

"A long time, a long time, for this moment, I have waited many reincarnations."

"What are you waiting for?" Lu Qing bandit couldn't help asking.

"Wait until you find me one day, then come and love me."

The black-haired young man in the mirror smiled slowly, and their mirror suddenly shattered silently and fell to the ground.Finally, there is no gap between the two of them.

The black-haired young man inside hugged him tightly. The two people's black hair was intertwined, their snow-white necks intersected, their slender arms clung to each other, and the same soft red lips rubbed against each other and kissed each other. Inseparable.

At the same time, something was pushed away by the person in the mirror, it was a soft thing that radiated a little heat.

At that moment, Lu Qing bandit felt his chest heaving, and something burst open in his mind, as if something in his body had been replenished.

He heard his own heartbeat.

This time is more obvious than countless times before, time after time, time after time.It was beating frantically in his chest, almost jumping out of it.

He couldn't help covering his chest.

"what is this?"

"your heart."

"It's a heart that allows you to love others." Mirror Image said.

At the same time, his stature began to gradually increase, and gradually he was able to fully embrace the young man who was shorter than himself.

There were countless bright lights constantly flying from the direction of the hall, pouring into his body, and finally under the gaze of Lu Qingban, his eyebrows and eyes changed into a look that was both familiar and unfamiliar to Lu Qingban.

It is as quiet as a cold pool, reflecting the beautiful eyes of the bright moon, a tall and delicate nose, slightly raised, and thin lips that smile before saying a word.White and slender neck, delicate Adam's apple, slender and perfect hands, a strand of slender black hair falling from his temples, covering his warm eyebrows and eyes.

Every part of him was familiar to Lu Qing, but when these parts were combined, they seemed very strange.

"Who is He Juangui?" Lu Qing bandit asked.

"It's me," said the mirror image.

"Who is Fu Yige?"

"it's me."

"Li Luo, Lu Yingyuan, Guanlian, He Xiao, these are all me." The tall man said softly.

"Not me either," he said.

"He Juangui has eyes, but lacks fingers.

Li Luo has both legs, but lacks eyes.

He Xiao has a heart, but lacks legs.

Lu Yingyuan has a neck but lacks a wrist.

Guanlian has a wrist, but lacks a neck. "

"It seems that one of the people you mentioned is missing?" Lu Qingou looked at his face, and couldn't help reaching out to gently caress the perfect masterpiece in the sky.

He is a collection of the most beautiful parts of all six people, and almost every part of his body is impeccable.

"Fu Yige, is he perfect?"

The mirror closed his eyes and let his hands caress his face.

"No," then he said, "he's missing a heart."

Lu Qing was taken aback.

"How could he not have your heart?"

Mirror image blinked, "He does have a heart, but that heart is not his."

An inexplicable premonition stopped Lu Qing bandit's movements and began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Yes." Mirror Image lowered his eyes slightly, "What he took away was your heart."