The round nightlight in the bathroom flickered, like the fragmented last words of a dying person, or like an eye with cataracts. It was installed next to the sink, above which was a mirror, and the sound seemed to come from there.
Ning Que reached out and tapped the mirror, a dull sound echoing in the small space. He turned on the faucet and checked, but no bright red blood flowed out like in ghost stories. "Bad review." Ning Que looked up and saw his own reflection in the mirror, with messy hair and wearing pure white pajamas. The woman in the mirror looked like a twin sister, identical, but upon closer inspection, there were slight differences.
There seemed to be vortices in her eyes. Ning Que stared at them for a long time, then became fascinated. He stood there expressionless, like a corpse, and slowly raised his arm. She smiled in the mirror, her bright red lips widening as her whole body pressed against the mirror.
Suddenly Ning Que said, "Are you calling me?"
She was stunned for a moment, as if wondering why she wasn't attracted to him, but she nodded and replied, "Yes, my name is Ning Que."
"Oh." Ning Que took out his speakers and played a song called "Tentative" towards the mirror. After more than half an hour, he turned it off and asked expressionlessly, "Does it sound good?"
I wonder if the ghost was amazed by this divine song, she stood there motionless and became a painting.
Everything was silent in the dim space. After a long while, the ghost finally spoke, "Let's play a game together!"
Ning Que raised his left hand, and the girl in the mirror also raised her left hand. They did the same and said together, "Oh, let's play rock-paper-scissors." The girl in the mirror nodded, and her originally sad face immediately smiled, and her smile became even brighter.
The Ning Que in the mirror first held out the paper, then slowly held out the scissors, saying in a very exaggerated and pretentious manner: "Rock, paper, scissors, oh, paper, you lose! Okay, I'm going back to bed."
"No, you're cheating!" She had never seen such a shameless person before. She slapped the mirror excitedly, and the mirror shimmered slightly, with cracks appearing all over the mirror, densely covering it like a spider web. She screamed shrilly, "No, you must play with me!"
"Why? The world is big, but sleeping is the most important thing. Goodbye!" Ning Que went out directly.
A black vortex appeared in the center, and first a bluish-white finger stretched out, with long nails on it, dripping with blood. "No, you must lose! Otherwise..."
"Wait a minute!" Ning Que rushed out immediately, took back a pair of scissors, and cut his nails with a click. "Your nails are a little long, I'll help you cut them. You're welcome! Tell me, what's going on?"
She quickened the pace of stretching her body, and Ning Que also quickened the pace of cutting his nails. The teeth-grinding creaking sound of the glass and the crisp sound of nail cutting echoed one after another.
Ning Que yawned tiredly, then took some scotch tape and taped up the mirror, leaving only a fist-sized space in the middle. "I heard ghosts can get through anything. See if you can do it?"
She was angry and uttered a sharp voice, "You, you! You will definitely die miserably! Mo Luo..." Then she suddenly fell silent. Ning Que noticed it with his sharp ears and crossed his arms, "I think..."
The female ghost in the mirror was very nervous, her long black hair flying in the mirror as if she wanted to get out, and black liquid was overflowing from the cracks in the mirror, "No! No!"
Ning Que watched something slowly squeeze out of the gap. He checked the time and saw it was only a little after two o'clock. "Please, big sister, don't be too slow in your words. You can't scare me. I've seen this kind of thing in my dreams since I was a child. Could you please hurry up?"
But she still crawled out very slowly. Ning Que rolled up his sleeves, picked up the toilet brush and pushed her back in. When he was about to seal it with transparent tape, he suddenly remembered this thing. Could he give it to Honghong to eat?
Ning Que looked at the toilet brush and thought, forget it, next time. It was a bit dirty this time. He solemnly instructed again, "Don't disturb me!" and prepared to go back to sleep.
As soon as I lay down on the bed, I found myself in space. I saw Yiping and asked with my eyes closed: "Huh, what's wrong?"
"Please help me, Huanhuan is going to resign. This is the last copy. I will leave my software to you. You have to maintain Huanhuan's terrifying system. We are finally going on our honeymoon." Yi was very happy and immediately teleported Ning Que over.
"I'm still in my pajamas!—"
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"Hey, are you listening to me?" A little girl pushed Ning Que, "It's rare to see someone like you, please listen, please listen!"
Ning Que turned over and sat up. "Please, beautiful girl, I want to sleep, and I'm listening to you! Okay? You've been talking for over 30 minutes!"
She has always been impatient with children, especially noisy ones. After doing this several times, she became furious. After all, she was a child. She tied her up, sealed her mouth, and ignored her whimpering. Finally, she could sleep!
The thing is, the razed amusement park has been inherited, so he can resign now, and Huanhuan can also resign after this copy is dealt with. They will love each other, and I will inherit half of their jobs.
Having a boyfriend is great, being able to go on a honeymoon is great! But there's no need to rush! Ning Que was full of resentment and didn't answer.
Seeing that Ning Que didn't answer, he took over and said, "You go in first."
After she was thrown in, she found herself in a small room with light green wallpaper, a small wardrobe and a bed next to it with pure white sheets. Her mind was a mess. She looked around and saw that there was no one around. She thought, "I'll just take a nap." She lay down and finally fell asleep!
As expected, she could only sleep for a while. Ning Que felt someone calling her a few moments later. He opened his eyes with difficulty and saw a blurry girl. "Sorry, I need to sleep for a while."
Before I was fully awake, I heard a nagging voice around me, "Hello, let me sleep a little longer!"
But the mumbling voice continued like chanting a sutra, and to Ning Que it was like a mosquito in summer. "Excuse me, is this bed yours?"
She paused for a moment, "I think so, I don't know either. I want to tell you about myself. I used to hate my parents..." Then Ning Que tied up the little girl in a fit of anger.
After Ning Que woke up, he finally realized what was happening and untied the knot apologetically, "I'm sorry, I just..."
Suddenly her expression changed, and she immediately opened the wardrobe door, pushed the clothes aside, stuffed Ning Que in, made a gesture to keep quiet, and then immediately closed the door.
It was dark and quiet inside, and I could hear my own breathing and heartbeat.
There were footsteps, someone was coming, and the door was unlocked.
"What were you doing just now?" This voice was very similar to the little girl who had been muttering beside Ning Que before.
"I'm just reading it by myself, what's it to you?"
"According to my memory, you must be lying!"
"You are an imposter. How do you know my habits?"
"Forget it, you're just useless. Oh, by the way, my parents praised me today and promised to take me to Disneyland. I remember it was you who always wanted to go."
He was trying to touch the girl's bottom line. Her originally worried and guilty tone suddenly turned into anger, and she shouted with all her might, "You are fake, fake, a counterfeit, get out! Get out! Ahhhh!"
Then the door closed and the person left. The whole room was quiet, with only the girl's heavy breathing.
Ning Que was in seclusion in a quiet and small space.
Suddenly the wardrobe door opened. Her eyes were red and the bright red blood flowing from her eye sockets drew patterns on her face similar to cracked earth.
Ning Que bent over and got out. "What's your name?"
She said, "My name is Feng An."
Ning Que took the initiative to hug her, wanting to see if a loving hug would still work. As a result, this hug was out of control. She clung to Ning Que with all her might, her fingers clasping his arms tightly. She sobbed and cried, tears streaming down her face. Bright red blood flowed from her face onto Ning Que's body, soaking Ning Que's pure white pajamas. His upper body seemed to have been fished out of the blood.
Ning Que looked at Feng An, who had finally recovered from her tears, and glanced at his clothes. "Do you have a change of clothes?"
Feng An closed her eyes, looking a little embarrassed. She said shyly, "Thank you. You make me feel like my mother."
"?" It seems that this loving hug is still useful. Then, will you hug these ghosts if you have a disagreement in the future?
"Excuse me." Ning Que opened the door and was about to leave when suddenly an upside-down head appeared in front of him, with blood flowing from the empty eyes to the dry hair.
She flicked the ghost's head, and the ghost's forehead caved in. "Oh my god, how come I'm so strong?" The ghost shook and opened his mouth, revealing black, crooked teeth. A foul smell hit her in the face, making her dizzy.
Ning Que pressed another finger against her forehead, "Baby, you should brush your teeth. You have bad breath. And you should wash your hair and take care of it. Isn't it said that hair is a woman's second face? How can you not care about your face?"
After taking a few steps, he found a transparent wall in front of him. Outside was a room with the same layout as the one inside. Ning Que knocked tentatively, and it made a dull sound. The texture felt a bit like a mirror. Then he raised his hand and slowly touched it, and found that his hand seemed to be able to pass through it.
She jumped out.
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