He Came From The Mirror

irror without realizing it!

 

 

“Uh?”

 

The intense weightlessness caused him to feel dizzy for a moment, and Fang Ziming didn’t know where he was being pulled to for a while.

 

–Streets, houses, mountains, rivers, fire and lightning.
He saw countless mundane or bizarre scenes, countless majestic palaces rising from the ground, golden-red aurora shining on the magnificent temples, and in a flash, thousands of stars pierced the night sky, and when heaven and earth seemed to be on fire, the stars fell with a bang, leaving him far behind again.

 

Fang Ziming blinked hard and saw the huge dome of the temple start to crumble from the central axis, it turned into thousands of pieces flying in the sky, and then quickly disappeared from his sight.

 

All the scenery was divided into two, their left half was intact, while the right half was like a cracked mirror, little by little it crushed into pieces, and in the next second was reassembled by invisible force, forming another unrelated landscape.

 

It was as if he had fallen into a strange illusionary space or a bottomless pit like a kaleidoscope.
The scene around him was changing every second, and in the end, Fang Ziming’s eyes couldn’t keep up with the speed of the changes.
The youth tried to raise his hand to rub his eyes, but he soon realized that he couldn’t even move a finger, let alone lift his whole arm.

 

He maintained this head-down position, passing through layer after layer of illusions, falling deeper and deeper.

 

 

Falling deeper and deeper.

 

Falling deeper and deeper ……

 

The surrounding scenery gradually thinned out, darkness like waiting tentacles, wrapped around him from all sides and Fang Ziming struggled to raise his eyelids, he noticed the darkness of the abyss, there seemed to be something shining and shimmering.

 

 

After falling down for a few minutes, the youth finally saw the true face of the shimmering light.

 

 

A familiar oval-shaped mirror floated in the darkness, the mirror facing him, as if sensing Fang Ziming’s attention, the light on the mirror surface also flickered slightly.

 

 

–It was as if it was waiting here to say hello to him.

 

 

 

Fang Ziming: “…… What ……?”

Without much time to think, Fang Ziming’s speed of descent steeply accelerated and he actually hit his head on the mirror!

 

 

Immediately after, his entire body passed through the mirror surface, then once again disappeared in the chaotic darkness.

 

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At the same time, Fang Ziming opened his eyes violently and found himself lying in a rented room in Yangping City.

 

The sunlight came in through the gap in the curtain, illuminating the originally dim bedroom.

 

In front of him were familiar light-colored bed sheets and simple furniture.
He gasped violently for a while while looking down at his left chest – there were no wounds there, let alone any blue light.

 

Fang Ziming felt like he had just broken out of an absurd and bizarre dream.
He propped himself up on the bed with one hand, his heart pounding hard, and took a while to sit up from the bed.

 

 

“Shi-t, it was a nightmare, it scared me to death.”

 

 

He groped for his cell phone on the pillow, and stood up to open the bedroom door while looking down to unlock the cell phone interface: “It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a strange dream, I ……”

 

 

The youth suddenly stopped in his tracks.

 

 

A nearly two-meter-high floor mirror was placed in the middle of the living room at some point.

 

Its mirror face was facing the bedroom door, Fang Ziming opened the door and walked out, i was meeeting his face in the mirror.

 

 

He silently reached out his hand and pinched himself hard on his thigh.

 

It was very painful.

 

“……” Fang Ziming withdrew his hand, his expression gradually became strange.

 

The young man in the mirror was dressed very differently from him, and his hair style and attitude were not quite the same, but Fang Ziming just had an inexplicable feeling that the person he was looking at through the mirror was either someone else or himself.

 

 

This was very similar to the previous absurd dream?

 

Then the person in the mirror smiled and waved at him, [Don’t worry, I’m not malicious.]

 

Fang Ziming: “What?” You, can this thing even speak of its own accord?

 

 

The man in the mirror looked at the phone he was holding: [Haven’t you found it yet?]

 

 

Fang Ziming wrinkled his eyebrows and stopped where he was, looking warily at the mirror, and then quickly looked around the living room: “Is there a burglar in my house? The key to the room is only available to me and the landlord, is it the landlord’s mother who’s up to no good?”

 

 

The man in the mirror: [Hey, you haven’t considered how a mirror appeared out of thin air.]

 

 

The man in the mirror and he was just like the same person.
Throwing away his strange familiarity, Fang Ziming tutted, he turned his eyes back to the person in the mirror, and slowly said, “I think it’s necessary to declare that I’m really a materialist.
”

 

 

The man in the mirror shrugged: [What a coincidence, I used to be one too].

 

“I don’t think I have anything to be scammed, so why are you trying to fool me?” Fang Ziming hesitated and took a few steps forward: “This thing …… is a projection screen disguised as a floor-to-ceiling mirror? Your face is exactly the same as mine, so let me think, this should also be a synthetic surface made with some kind of software, right?”

 

“As for the nightmare just now.” He frowned and muttered, “…… All I can think of is psychedelics.”