Wen Qing looked at the man in the mirror in silence, wondering why this mirror spirit was so strange.
Although they have similar faces, their tones and expressions are completely different.
Wen Qing asked slowly, "Does it have to look similar to me?"
"Can you change your face?" He paused, then added, "Or turn back into a mirror."
Hearing his words, Wen Jing laughed softly.
He took a step forward, stood in front of the mirror, stared at Wen Qing, and smiled: "I am not a mirror."
After saying that, Wen Jing raised his hand and placed his fingertips on the mirror.
Suddenly, ripples like water waves appeared on the smooth mirror surface, spreading from the warm mirror to the entire mirror.
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, watching Wen Jing's fingers slowly extend out of the mirror and expose it to the air.
Then came the wrist, the arm...in the blink of an eye, Wen Jing walked out of the mirror.
Wen Jing walked straight to Wen Qing, lowered his head, and said in an ambiguous tone: "I am you, Qingqing."
Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and stared at him in a daze.
Wen Jing can actually walk out of the mirror? !
Wen Jing's body is no different from that of an ordinary human being, and he looks like a living person.
And it's a human who looks similar to himself.
Wen Qing suddenly understood why the maids wanted this mirror. It was similar to wishing for a clone when she was a child.
Let the clone help you study, do homework, work...
Because it was their own clone, the maids did not dare to dispose of the mirror at will.
Wen Qing was in a trance for a long time.
Wen Jing stood in front of him and let Wen Qing look at him. He even turned around so that he could see his body clearly from 360 degrees.
After a while, seeing that Wen Qing didn't say anything, Wen Jing raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Do you need me to take off my clothes so that you can see more clearly?"
"Look at my body. Is it a mirror or what you want?"
Wen Qing came back to his senses and listened to the slightly rising ending of Wen Jing's voice, which sounded like a teasing, but also like he really wanted her to see clearly.
He looked at Wen Jing, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Wen Qing forced himself to stop thinking about it and asked the most important question directly: "Do you mean, you are my clone?"
Wen Jing blinked at him and replied in a drawling tone: "You can understand it that way."
Wen Qing pursed his lips and continued to ask: "Then can you know what I am thinking?"
"No," Wen Jing took a step forward, put his toes against Wen Qing's feet, slowly lowered his head, and asked in a low voice, "Qingqing, can you tell me what you are thinking about?"
He stared at Wen Qing's red lips: "I like the way you look when you talk."
Wen breathed a sigh of relief and thought, it’s better not to know.
He looked at Wen Jing's face which was so close to him, and couldn't help but step back to put some distance between them.
He didn't feel anything when he was in the mirror, but as soon as Wen Jing walked out, Wen Qing discovered that Wen Jing was more than a head taller than him.
He had to raise his face slightly to talk to Wen Jing.
Mirror, clone...
Different from myself, yet somewhat similar.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and in a flash, he suddenly understood.
The second young master Yu Xing is a freak, not a god-level being.
Yu Xing's abstinence at the beginning, Si Kong's murder, the innocent and lovely little Ji Yu...
The three of them were created and are not the original entity.
Maybe it came out of the mirror just like the warm mirror in front of it.
It's some kind of mirror image.
The eldest master and Sikong have the same appearance but completely different personalities.
Xiao Ji Yu and Ji Yu look similar, but have very different personalities.
That warm mirror...
Thinking of this, Wen Qing's eyelids twitched and he clenched his palms.
He didn't dare to show any change in expression. He lowered his eyebrows, hiding all his emotions, and said to Wen Jing: "I'm wondering if you really know everything?"
"Then can you tell me how to get them out of this castle?"
Wen Qing deliberately did not speak clearly and waited for Wen Jing's answer.
"I know about you, Qingqing," Wen Jing looked at Wen Qing's well-behaved appearance with greed, and continued, "But I can help you get them out of this castle."
Wen Qing understood, because this mirror was his own clone, so Wen Jing only knew things in the past.
He pursed his lips and asked again: "How can you help me?"
Wen Jing looked at him with a smile: "I can help you think about it."
"I'm very smart."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she said to him, "If you are smart, then I am also smart."
Hearing this, Wen Jing chuckled: "Yes, Qingqing is very smart."
"Qingqing is the same as me."
Wen Qing's heart sank. Wen Jing said this on purpose to make him think that they were the same.
"Do you have any other functions?"
Wen Jing hummed and asked, "What does Qingqing want me to do?"
He couldn't help but raise his hands, holding Wen Qing's face with both hands, and gently rubbing his fingertips on Wen Qing's cheeks: "I can do anything."
"I can carry you on a horse and apply medicine for you..."
"Qingqing," Wen Jing lowered his head and moved in front of Wen Qing, their breaths intertwined.
He looked at Wen Qing's gradually reddening earlobes and said, "I will make Qingqing happy."
"The person who knows Qingqing best is Qingqing herself, right?"
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and did not respond.
His heartbeat began to accelerate involuntarily, and he was a little afraid of Wen Jing.
Wen Qing didn't dare to show his emotions, nor did he dare to hide away, for fear that Wen Jing would notice something was wrong.
He took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's too much information. I need to slow down for a while."
"Okay." Wen Jing nodded and slowly let go of his hand.
Wen Qing just breathed a sigh of relief, and the next second he felt Wen Jing's hand on his waist and picked him up.
Wen Qing couldn't help but exclaimed: "You..."
Wen Jing carried him to the bedside and said, "Qingqing, you want to sleep, right?"
Wen Qing responded slowly.
Wen Jing took two or three steps to the bedside and said with a curved lip, "Qingqing's legs are uncomfortable, of course you need me to hold you."
He did not put Wen Qing on the bed directly. Instead, he stood beside the bed, lowered his eyes to look at Wen Qing's trembling eyelashes, and asked, "Qingqing, do you feel more comfortable when I hold you? Or that housekeeper?"
Wen Qing was stunned. He didn't expect Wen Jing to ask the housekeeper.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Jing gently pinched his waist: "Qingqing, don't you understand the problem?"
Wen Qing's body trembled when he pinched her, and she immediately said, "You."
Wen Jing responded with satisfaction, bent down, and put Wen Qing on the bed.
He looked at Wen Qing's fair and tender legs, and his dark eyes became even deeper.
Wen Jing sat sideways on the bed and lay down next to Wen Qing, occupying the other half of the double bed.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and he opened his mouth for a long while before gently saying to Wen Jing, "You should know that I like to sleep alone."
Wen Jing blinked: "Qingqing can use me as a mirror now."
Wen Qing: “…”
After a moment of silence, he whispered, "If you want, I'll ask the housekeeper and Asha to prepare a new room for you."
Wen Jing did not respond to this, but said: "Qingqing is not used to sleeping with others."
"Am I someone else in Qingqing's eyes?"
Wen Qing pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and said slowly: "I, I'm not used to it yet..."
The smile on Wen Jing's face grew wider, his eyes darker, and his expression became more serious.
He leaned sideways and slowly hooked Wen Qing's hair: "Then Qing Qing should get used to it sooner..."
Wen Jing lowered his head and kissed Wen Qing's forehead: "Good night."
"Good night." Wen Qing was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Wen Jing to compromise so easily.
He watched Wen Jing walk straight towards the mirror, walk into the mirror, and climb onto the bed.
The moment Wen Jing was about to turn around, Wen Qing quickly retracted his gaze and covered the quilt directly over his head.
He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, then raised his hand and touched his forehead.
Wen Jing’s kiss was warm, as was his body temperature. Unlike Sikong Yuxing and the others, he felt like an ordinary human being.
Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that humans were easier to deal with than monsters.
He pursed his lips and began to think about what the tavern owner had said.
Yu Xing doesn't like to leave the room, and little Ji Yu doesn't like to get along with others. Rather than being locked up here, it seems like they are staying in the castle voluntarily.
Sikong should be the same as them, afraid of leaving the castle rather than being locked up.
But this Sikong clearly likes to kill people...
Wen Qing couldn't figure out why they were afraid to leave for a moment, so he had to think of another thing.
You can get whatever you want in the castle...
Wealth, beauty...
Yu Xing is desire, is this his responsibility?
Or Sikong? Or Ji Yu?
Wen Qing paused with his fingertips, Ji Yu, give.
Xiao Jiyu asked him several times what he wanted.
Wen Qing pursed her lips and thought, I will go find Xiao Jiyu tomorrow to ask him clearly.
Suddenly, he felt a gaze falling on him, and he could feel it clearly even through the quilt.
It must be a warm mirror.
Wen Qing froze on the bed, not daring to move, for fear that Wen Jing would discover that he was pretending to be asleep.
He couldn't help but yelled 001: [System...]
001 responded: [Yes, I'm here.]
Listening to 001's voice, Wen Qing barely felt a sense of security.
He whispered in his heart: [This copy is too difficult. ]
【I may die at any time.】
Wen Qing continued to ask 001: [If I die, will you assign it to other players? ]
001 did not answer this question, but said to him: [You will not die. ]
[I will,] Wen Qing lowered his eyes gloomily. He could not see any hope of passing the level. [This copy is too abnormal.]
Originally there was only Yu Xing, but it turns out Si Kong is also a pervert.
It’s bad enough that the two mission targets are difficult to deal with, but now there’s a mirror image of myself.
Wen Qing said to 001: [If Sikong, Yu Xing and Xiao Jiyu are mirror versions, then my mirror version must be bad too.]
Countless movies about mirror images, doppelgangers, and clones flashed through his mind, and his eyelids twitched wildly.
Wen Qing asked 001 tearfully: [Does he want to replace me? ]
001 was silent for a moment, then said to Wen Qing: [No.]
Wen Qing was stunned. He didn't expect 001 to answer this question, nor did he expect Wen Jing to not want to replace him.
So what does Wen Jing want to do?
Do you really want to help yourself?
This shouldn’t be the case…
Was that because my previous analysis was wrong?
Wen Qing thought about it over and over again, but couldn't find where his analysis was wrong.
After hesitating for a moment, he asked 001 tentatively: [What does Wen Jing want to do? ]
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