The sun shines through the half-open blinds, and the green ivy on the windowsill looks full of life and is growing well.
The furnishings in the office are simple and neat, without any unnecessary decorations.
The whole room was silent.
Wen Ruiqing sat in the swivel chair, rubbed his forehead, and tried to calm down.
On the desk in front of him was a pure black, brand new and clean laptop.
The laptop screen suddenly went dark and went into standby mode because it had not been used for a long time.
His suit and tie, with a slightly sad face, were reflected on the screen.
The woman's scream in the morning, what she said, the figure in the mirror that was exactly the same as Wen Ruiqing's, and what she saw on the glass window last night...
These questions kept lingering in Wen Ruiqing's mind, making him lose focus on his work.
Before this, he was an atheist and scoffed at the concepts of gods and ghosts.
But after actually experiencing such a thing, not only did Wen Ruiqing's worldview collapse, he also discovered his inner fear of such things.
What made it even more unacceptable for him was the fear he had.
Wen Ruiqing suddenly stopped massaging his solar plexus.
There seemed to be some changes around him, which made him feel uneasy.
He stiffly released his hands that were rubbing his temples and slowly raised his head.
On the desk in front of me, a face was reflected on the screen of the laptop that had gone black and was in standby mode.
Face shape.
Eye.
nose.
mouth.
That face looked exactly like his, without a single difference.
Expressionless.
His eyes are deep.
Looking straight at Wen Ruiqing.
The face was so close that it took up most of the screen, and it seemed like it was about to break out of the screen.
Wen Ruiqing felt a chill on his back and his scalp exploded, and he wanted to escape immediately.
But he forgot that he was still sitting on the chair. He kicked his legs and feet on the ground a few times, and the wheels of the swivel chair slid back behind him, and the back of the chair hit the bookcase behind him.
There was a chaotic noise.
Wen Ruiqing quickly stood up, leaning against the bookcase.
On the dark computer screen, his blurry shadow was reflected as he stood up.
That face had disappeared from the laptop screen since some point.
Wen Ruiqing breathed a sigh of relief, his heart beating violently in his chest, he was still in shock and gasping for breath.
"Knock knock knock." There was a sudden knock on the door.
"Who!?" Wen Ruiqing asked loudly.
"...Boss Wen, are you okay in there?"
Wen Ruiqing reached out and tugged at his tie to loosen it, then closed his eyes and calmed his breathing and heartbeat.
He tilted his head back slightly, swallowed, and his Adam's apple slid across his white neck.
"Nothing," he replied.
On the wall of the office, there was an old wooden round clock, and the hands of it had been ticking for a long time.
Wen Ruiqing was stunned for a while, then suddenly came to his senses and was shocked to find that his head and face were covered with sweat.
The back of the shirt was also soaked with sweat and stuck to my back, making me uncomfortable.
He walked quickly to the desk and quickly closed his laptop with one hand.
Under the screen cover.
If you can't see it, then it's nothing...
Wen Ruiqing took out a tissue and wiped the sweat off his face.
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The door of the independent office opened, and a handsome, well-mannered man in a suit hurried out, carrying a briefcase.
In the office area, everyone looked sideways.
Wen Ruiqing walked quickly, without even looking at them, and walked straight out of the office area and disappeared around the corner.
A few seconds later.
"Hey, why did President Wen leave so early today? He left in such a hurry!"
"Doesn't he usually stay until the end of the shift?"
"Mr. Wen doesn't look well. He's very pale."
"Some noises were heard in his office just now..."
"Could something have happened, like... a breakup?"
"How could someone like President Wen be heartbroken? He has a great figure, is so good-looking, and has a successful career..."
"By the way, does Mr. Wen have a girlfriend?"
As soon as Wen Ruiqing walked away, everyone in the office couldn't wait to start discussing the matter, and some people even came out of their cubicles to chat about gossip.
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With neatly trimmed, rounded and clean nails, press the "-1" floor in the elevator.
The elevator door slowly closed in front of me.
Wen Ruiqing stood facing the elevator door, waiting for the elevator to arrive.
It was not yet time to get off work, and he was the only one in the elevator.
He was a little dazed at first, but when he came to his senses, he saw his own shadow clearly reflected on the elevator door, and his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
The two or three seemingly supernatural events I experienced were all related to objects such as "mirrors" that can reflect shadows.
Glass, mirrors, and laptop screens that reflect people.
The shadow reflected on the elevator door in front of him currently looked very normal. It was indeed completely consistent with his every move and was no different from usual, but Wen Ruiqing's breathing began to become heavier.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead again.
Having just experienced something like that, he had already started to suffer psychological trauma when seeing mirrors and other things that could reflect human figures.
Until, on the elevator door, his image began to blur and distort.
It seemed like just a moment.
His figure was replaced.
A figure appeared on the elevator door, with his back to Wen Ruiqing, as if he was just the person standing in front of Wen Ruiqing waiting for the elevator.
The figure was straight and tall, wearing a well-tailored grey suit, with a neat hairstyle, slightly longer bangs in the front, parted in the middle, and only two or three centimeters left in the back.
He wore a watch on his right wrist and carried a brown briefcase.
Wen Ruiqing tightened his right hand holding the briefcase.
Cold sweat crept up his forehead and back, and veins popped out on the back of his hands that were gripping the briefcase. He backed away repeatedly until his back was against the innermost wall of the elevator.
On the elevator door, the figure that he had rarely seen due to his limited vision but was all too familiar with slowly turned his head back...
It seemed as if she was turning back to look at him.
When ordinary people turn their heads, they turn their shoulders together, but that figure really "turned his head", with only his head turning backwards while the rest of the body remained motionless.
The figure's head turned slowly.
The side face will be revealed soon...
Wen Ruiqing leaned against the elevator wall with his back, his eyes wide open and his chest heaving violently.
"bite……"
The elevator door opened.
A young woman walked in holding the hand of a little boy of seven or eight years old.
The elevator doors were retracted on both sides, and the figure that looked exactly like Wen Ruiqing disappeared from sight.
Wen Ruiqing quickly adjusted his expression, stood up straight, pursed his pale lips, and took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
The young woman holding the little boy's hand looked at him strangely and pressed the elevator button for the first floor.
The elevator door closed, revealing the figure of Wen Ruiqing wiping his sweat.
Everything is as usual.
Arriving at the first floor, the young woman walked out of the elevator with the little boy.
Wen Ruiqing was the only one left in the elevator.
After hesitating for a moment, Wen Ruiqing took a step forward, followed the two people in front of him, and walked out of the elevator on the first floor.
He entered the security passage and went to the underground parking lot on the -1 floor.
If you can't take the elevator, just walk down.
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Wen Ruiqing hurriedly opened the driver's door and squeezed out of the seat.
As soon as he came out, he slammed the car door.
"Damn it!" he cursed softly, with a hint of fear in his voice.
He carried his briefcase and stumbled out of the dark basement in a panic.
Just as he was about to start the car, he saw in the rearview mirror a person sitting in the back seat, staring in the direction of the driver's seat.
The man was wearing a gray suit, and in the rearview mirror, only half of his chin was visible.
Although the entire face is not seen, this figure, this face shape... is undoubtedly Wen Ruiqing "himself".
Wen Ruiqing suddenly looked back and saw that there was no one in the back seat of the car.
It was as if what he had just seen in the rearview mirror was just an illusion caused by his nervous breakdown.
However, when he turned around, he saw "himself" still sitting in the back seat of the car in the rearview mirror.
As if she had noticed Wen Ruiqing's gaze, her light pink lips slowly curled up on the half of her delicate white chin that was exposed.
The slightly curved corners of his mouth don't even reach the arc of a "smile".
Wen Ruiqing, however, fled from the car in a panic.
He didn't want to take a car anymore, so he had to take the bus, trying his best to avoid looking at objects that would reflect his shadow.
The bus ride lasted a full hour.
It was okay at first because it was not yet the rush hour, so there were fewer people on the bus and it was much quieter.
By the last twenty minutes, the number of people on the bus gradually increased. They were like sardines in a can. As the bus swayed from side to side and back to front, people were crowded together with their backs pressed together and their hands touching.
Wen Ruiqing endured it with great difficulty.
After returning home, Wen Ruiqing found a bed sheet and covered the bathroom mirror with it.
After taking a shower, I collapsed on the bed and fell asleep exhausted.
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Luo Zheyu looked at Wen Ruiqing who closed his eyes and covered the bathroom mirror with a bed sheet.
When the mirror was completely covered by the bed sheet, he also disappeared from the mirror.
Return to the world inside the mirror.
Since I have discovered this morning that I cannot frighten that woman and scare her away, then I can turn around and scare Wen Ruiqing.
Fortunately, Wen Ruiqing still feels afraid and terrified.
Living in fear all day long might make him lose the desire to attack his prey.
At the very least, it can slow down his speed in attacking women.
Luo Zheyu's figure suddenly moved in the gray and boundless world inside the mirror at an extremely fast speed, leaving only a trail of afterimages.
It's time to continue searching for the evil in the mirror world.
Let Wen Ruiqing take a break and relax today.
When Luo Zheyu devours more malice, there will be a more wonderful luxury experience package waiting for Wen Ruiqing.
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"bite……"
The phone screen lit up and a text message was received.
Wen Ruiqing stopped and turned on his cell phone.
Sender:Lee Lo Lan
【Will you come tonight? 】
Wen Ruiqing looked up and looked at the row of full glass jars on the cabinet. He gently stroked them one by one until he touched the last one, which was an empty glass jar.
He flicked the empty glass jar with his fingers.
"Boom..."
Make a crisp sound.
Wen Ruiqing replied to the text message.
Recipient: Li Luolan
【wait for me. 】
This empty glass jar will soon be filled.
I'm really looking forward to that day.
Wen Ruiqing stayed here for another half an hour before opening the attic door and walking out.
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