CHAPTER 63
She wasn't mistaken; her eyebrows and eyes flashed across his face, and not just his eyebrows and eyes, but his entire face, proportionately reflected on Meng Yunxi's face.
Sheng Qing blinked, then incredulously reached out and touched his face, or rather, her face. This was the first time she had seen her own face so closely without any external assistance. Her skin was delicate and elastic; perhaps after a few more years of being battered by the harsh realities of life, who knows what it would look like.
His brows were still furrowed, and Sheng Qingwen gently smoothed them out, but they stubbornly furrowed again after a couple of seconds.
Smile! Sheng Qing moved her fingers to the corner of her mouth, gently lifting them upwards along the tip of her ear, revealing a fake smile that was more distressing than crying.
Tsk? Why are you spacing out again?
Sheng Qing shook her head in annoyance and withdrew her hand. She had almost forgotten the important matter at hand. What she wanted to prove on the edge of the city was right in front of her.
"Don't go." Meng Yunxi's face met Sheng Qing's.
“No, I want to leave. That’s what I think, and that’s what you think too, isn’t it?” Sheng Qing’s gaze softened, as images flashed through her mind like a slideshow, and her eyes grew increasingly resolute.
"I don't understand, what do you mean?" Meng Yunxi tilted her head for a moment, and Sheng Qing was deeply involved.
“You don’t need to understand.” Sheng Qing smiled. “You should already understand.” After saying that, she turned and ran into the piled-up crowd.
Meng Yunxi stood still, her expression thoughtful.
As if sensing something special, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent the moment Sheng Qing approached, turning their heads towards her like robots receiving a command, staring at her without moving.
"Leave," they said.
"Don't go, leave," they said again.
Sheng Qing remained unmoved and resolutely walked through the crowded people, who automatically parted to make way for her a second earlier.
Sheng Qing's hand touched the solid, invisible barrier again. He closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and carefully felt it.
You can do it, it's your dream, you are omnipotent.
Sheng Qing tried to convince himself, and after an unknown amount of time, the places his palm touched underwent subtle changes. The hard surface began to soften, the thick material gradually melted, and the invisible barrier became elastic.
Sheng Qing exerted a little force with his palm, and the invisible barrier surrounding his palm extended outward, leaving only a thin layer of skin remaining.
Besides that thin skin, something else was impacting him in waves, with just the right amount of force, like a massage, and Sheng Qing was completely absorbed in it.
For some reason, I suddenly felt an urge to break through the barrier. But a thought hidden deep in my mind stopped me in time.
No, this isn't the exit!
Sheng Qing's hand faithfully obeyed the order and pulled back two points.
Oh no, something's tangled in my finger!
Sheng Qing immediately thought of the movie she had seen, where researchers in protective suits reached into a container holding an alien creature to extract samples for testing. Just as they were about to leave after the test, the alien creature entangled their fingers, leaving their hands stuck inside the container, unable to move forward or backward, while the alien creature searched for an escape route.
Sheng Qing steadied his mind, and the elasticity of the invisible barrier slowly disappeared with his will.
Bang!
Something squeezed in from outside the barrier. If it weren't for the barrier separating them and dissipating most of the impact, Sheng Qing had no doubt that it would have pounced on them directly.
The invisible barrier has not yet fully recovered its hardened state, and more and more unknown creatures are rushing in from the other side of the barrier, trying to squeeze into this side.
The squeezed-out marks were uneven and looked strange, like a patch of large pimples. The marks didn't fade until the skin barrier completely hardened.
It turned out that the barrier wasn't preventing her from leaving, but rather to prevent something from getting in.
Sheng Qing felt a wave of fear, and unfamiliar fragments of images flashed through her mind again.
Is this still a dream? She wants to go back; she wants to wake up.
Where to go back to? Back to that afternoon when I woke up with tears streaming down my face.
Sheng Qing casually picked a car that looked less damaged, opened the driver's side door, and found a person with her features sitting inside.
“I’ll take you there.” The man glanced at Sheng Qing and suddenly spoke.
How did she know where I wanted to go?
Sheng Qing sat in the passenger seat, looking at the increasingly familiar road. She turned her head to look at the driver's seat and suddenly noticed that the person's facial features were changing at a visible speed, becoming more and more like her own face.
"We've arrived. Goodbye."
Sheng Qing got out of the car and glanced back. The face of the person in the driver's seat already resembled hers by about eight or nine points.
A large crowd had gathered at the school gate, seemingly representing two different groups, who were noisily pushing and shoving each other.
As Sheng Qing approached, they all stopped and turned their faces towards him.
Something's wrong! Their faces look strange, as if their features have been erased and then painted back on stroke by stroke by an artist.
It somewhat resembles the kind of creature that the Qin siblings mentioned, which is adept at imitating and changing its appearance, but upon closer inspection, it doesn't quite look like it; rather, it seems more like...
Wait, the Qin siblings? The names Qin Feiyu and Qin Feiyan popped into my mind, followed by two faces that looked increasingly familiar.
Are you thinking of us?
Before anyone knew it, two people with the faces of the Qin siblings from my mind came up to me, their already similar faces changing back and forth.
At this moment, Sheng Qing had no time to pay attention to anything else; her mind was filled with more knowledge that did not belong to her, should not be known by her, and was contrary to common sense.
She needs to wake up quickly; there are many urgent matters and important people waiting for her.
Sheng Qing pushed aside the people blocking her way, and at the same time, others very consciously made way for her. The security guards in the room, who had previously pretended to be deaf and dumb, then drove away the people at the door and opened the gate to let her in.
Sheng Qing tried his best to ignore these anomalies and ran towards his former dormitory, which he remembered from before graduation.
As Sheng Qing walked to the dormitory door, a new memory awakened within her, or perhaps it wasn't an awakening but a regeneration.
She was opening a window when she saw a thick white fog swirling outside, reducing visibility to almost nothing. Turning around, she met the gaze of a little girl sitting obediently on the sofa, head tilted, waiting. The static on the television screen made a hissing sound.
Sheng Qing paused. What kind of place was that? When had she ever been to a place like that?
Sheng Qing slowed her pace. The dormitory supervisor peeked out and then slowly walked back with her sewing kit in her hand.
Ahead lay the dormitory door, the familiar room number. Sheng Qing hesitated, her steps faltering. Should she wake up? Should she go back? Would waking up lead her directly back to that building shrouded in white mist? Her intuition told her that building was eerie, very dangerous.
The dormitory door wasn't locked, and Sheng Qing's hand unconsciously pushed it open.
The light snapped on, and time seemed to rewind to a year ago when she woke up to receive the interview notice. Her dirty clothes were still piled on the back of the chair, and the books that had been recycled as waste before leaving school were now neatly but messily placed on the desk.
The image that flashed through her mind this time was of her being suspended in mid-air by something, holding an iron box in her hand, and next to her, well, there was a cat-person. Sheng Qing's legs went weak, and she plopped down in a chair.
That scene looked incredibly bizarre; how could it be any better than the current situation?
Sheng Qing unconsciously rubbed his thumb and forefinger together. The word "fire" popped into his mind, and with a soft "poof," a tiny flame lit up.
Where did the will-o'-the-wisp come from?
Sheng Qing was startled and fell off the chair. She hurriedly got up and closed the door tightly.
When I turned around again, the flames had already gone out.
Is it just my imagination?
Sheng Qing's fingers twitched involuntarily again, but not for this reason. There was no change; it was clearly the thought in his mind that was causing the problem.
Sheng Qing held his breath and focused his attention on mentally tracing the character for "fire," and the flames actually reappeared out of thin air.
Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are one family, and it seems that some related images flashed through my mind.
Sheng Qing's curiosity was piqued, and he successfully tested them one by one.
It’s over! It’s over!
She seems to have discovered something extraordinary.
Or has something really gone wrong with his brain?
Sheng Qing wanted to go to the hospital to get checked out.
But the people here are all so strange. Could she be locked up and subjected to some bizarre and terrifying human experiments?
Sheng Qing's mind was filled with all sorts of chaotic thoughts.
The sounds of laughter and playfulness drifted from the hallway outside the door. They sounded familiar, and somehow they resembled her roommates A and B.
The sound lingered at the doorway. Sheng Qing waited for a long time, but no one came in.
Find a witness to verify whether he has a problem with his brain.
Sheng Qing opened the door, and her roommates A and B happened to be pulling their necks back, looking at her expressionlessly.
Without saying a word, Sheng Qing summoned two clusters of flames, one on the left and one on the right.
Roommates A and B looked left and right with great curiosity, and even reached out to touch the flame, only to quickly pull their hands back as if they had been burned.
Wow!
"You're amazing!"
The two clapped exaggeratedly, their faces beaming with smiles.
"Don't you find this strange?" Sheng Qing asked.
"What's so strange about it happening to you?"
"It's strange that you're only realizing this now."
The two exchanged a smile, leaving Sheng Qing with an expression of disbelief.
Judging from what they were saying, it sounded like they were complaining that she hadn't figured out this new feature sooner.
In a daze, Sheng Qing noticed that their faces were becoming distorted, their features gradually disappearing, and then familiar noses and eyes were growing back.
Here we go again? Does everyone have to become like her before it stops?
Sheng Qing slammed the door shut.
Damn it, things are getting more and more chaotic!
A crazy idea popped into her head: maybe if she burned this place down, they would think she was strange.
Sheng Qing's mind was in turmoil, and he paced back and forth in agitation.
The hallway outside the door became extremely quiet, completely devoid of the presence of roommates A and B, and there wasn't even any other sound.
The world was so quiet that only Sheng Qing remained, all alone.
This shouldn't be her place, but the other side doesn't seem like it either.
Sheng Qing held her breath until her face turned completely red before she was willing to breathe, followed by a continuous cough that lasted for a full minute.
My agitated heart calmed down.
Sheng Qing simply took off his shoes, lay down on the bed fully clothed, and pulled the quilt over his head and face, and then it got dark.
Go to sleep, go to sleep, maybe you'll be back to normal when you wake up.
No, no, no!
She wants to wake up, and she wants to explore this strange and absurd world herself.
Time seemed to slow down, flowing through her body in a hazy, indistinct way.
Wake up, wake up, wake up quickly!
So be it!
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