Dangerous girls involved me in danger

There are mirrors everywhere in the apartment, but just like the surface of the water outside, they can’t reflect your appearance.

This is like a mirror maze-like a playground, you can't find an exit when you come in.

Why do people look in the mirror? In order to see their looks, confirm their expressions, observe their hairstyles, and apply makeup to themselves

.In order to examine oneself, in order to correct someone who is not oneself but who is infinitely close to oneself.

The moment you look in the mirror is when you are facing someone like yourself.

It is a very rare opportunity to be able to observe and touch from the outside world..-.

"Stop it."

I plan to get to the point directly, and I can no longer stand idly by.

"The spirit is roughly divided into two levels:'consciousness' and'unconsciousness'. The superficial personality is'consciousness', which is connected to reality, while the deep part of the spirit is'unconsciousness'. When'consciousness' rests, unconsciousness begins Play a role...that is, dream.

You are in my dream.

However,'you' is not my unconscious.

"You are not my unconscious, you will be merged by me if this goes on.

I stared at you and warned.

"Go back, turn around and leave here, and return to the original place. That is your daily life, and I hope you can survive." I just have to look at you... I can't say that. Export.

When you said nothing, you just stared at me closely.

You suddenly showed a specious smile

"I found you, it's your turn to be a ghost?'

Section ⑥⑦.⑤ Chapter [An Yanling] No. 3

"what?"

I was making strange noises by the illogical words you suddenly said.

I was surprised, when I was still confused, you suddenly left with your back to me.

"Hey! Where are you going!"

"You can't come to me until you count to a hundred~"

"what……"

I stretched out my hand blankly, but I could only watch you leave in front of me... In this unconscious world, it is not too easy for me to find you, but you don't know this.

"There's no way..."

You are really a "willful" guy if you want me to find you in person.

But if you think about it, it's normal for you to act like this.After all, when you get here, you have lost all your memories, and you don’t even remember who you are. What you say and do things are all instincts at work.

It was an extremely simple thing for me to find you here, but this time I suddenly didn't want to rely on that ability to find you.

Does it count to a hundred...

Maybe it's because hundreds of years of time are too long, even I have become different.

I closed my eyes and started counting.

"one two three four……"

Just like this, I counted slowly, and when I counted to a hundred, you no longer knew where to go.

Hide and seek... That's what you said, so now the game has started.

Where can I find you?

Although the range that can be reached within a hundred is very limited, but in this world, it is possible to go anywhere.

If you want to say, this world is endless. After all, it is here that my dreams will constantly change in the unconscious changes.

Therefore, it is impossible to use this carpet search to search all the places, because it is impossible to determine where it has been and where it has not been.

Then you cannot think with ordinary logic.

After all, logic is reversed in this world, and it is possible that the cause and the effect will be reversed.

In other words, this is a completely chaotic world, and everything can happen, so common sense cannot be used to generalize.

It's a world away from the world built by that person.

Although they are all spiritual worlds, my dreams are chaotic and disorderly and cannot be sustained for long.And the world she constructed is almost the same as the real world, a huge order has been established, and the copied spirit and body are indistinguishable.

So here, we can see all the joys, anger, sorrow, love and hatred, birth, old age, sickness and death.

This is something I can't do either...

So in my dreams, apart from the bizarre sceneries, there is no life, like an NPC who speaks fixed words and acts according to the setting, it can be created, but that is meaningless.

Then you were also born from that world.

So you should not come here.

I want to find you and send you back.

If you cannot rely on normal logic to think about the speculation, just rely on your feelings. Relying on intuition to find it may sound unreliable, but in fact this is the best way.

I walked out of the mirror maze smoothly, and chose to go up and down the stairs.

Obviously, generally speaking, if you want to hide, you will definitely not choose the top, because there is only one dead end in any way you think above, and the ending of going upward is to be caught.

As long as there is a little bit of logical thinking, I would not choose to move up.

But if it was you, if it was me... I would make this choice.

Because although you are not my unconscious, you are very similar to me...

...No, I think of you as another possibility for me.

If I were not a god, what would it be like if I were just an ordinary human?

You may be the most true answer.

Since I was born, I soared in the sky, shining on the earth, so I would instinctively move upward.

The only people who like high places are fools and smoke, and the sun.

Although we are no longer the sun, it seems that the qualities of being fools still exist... Hehe, by the way, fools are actually complimenting people.

Going up, going up, and going up constantly, this staircase loops endlessly like there is no end. Even if you see the door, there are still steps behind the door.

Can't see the next room, and there are no windows to confirm the current height.

But those are not important, because I see your back.

You are still going up, I speak to you behind the silent you.

"Stop it, there will be nothing going forward."

You should also know that there will never be the moment to reach the top.

Because here is the dream I had, the dream I was sealed in the mirror, which has been continuously constructed for hundreds of years.

"Now, please listen to what I'm saying, and face your own heart."

Isn’t your purpose here to find an exit?

Don't you still want others to remember you again?

Don't you want to see your father again?

If you don't leave here, people outside will never realize where you are.

They won’t know that you are gone, and they will even completely forget your existence. In the end, you will disappear because your existence cannot be proven...

Obviously, I finally got my own place, and finally able to

"I want to help you and free you from this nightmare!"

Obviously it is the truth from the heart.

But you didn't answer a word.

Even if you look back at me... why are you so persistently upward?Obviously that is meaningless...

I feel weak and a little angry, and the flames are beating around my fingertips.

"Enough! Stop making trouble! I want to kick you out!"

I stretched out my trembling palm to grab your shoulder.

But it went straight through.

"……Hey?"

I can't touch you.

How can this be?

Obviously you have entered my dream.

But in my dream, you can't touch the owner of the dream, that is, me. How could this happen...

You and I are in two worlds, unable to establish any connection... Then why do you appear in my dream?

No... No, why do I think "You must see me"?

After all, it is me who cannot prove my existence...

When I was in the maze of mirrors, the mirror couldn't reflect my appearance either.I have no outline, and I am as thin as a transparent person.

So until just now I have been behind you like a ghost.

I can't remember exactly how long ago it was.

It seems to be a very distant past, after a very long time, it is like a dream in an instant.

I have been dreaming, a dream that I do not want to wake up, and in the dream I became you.

But...it seems...not so...

"It turns out... the dreaming person... isn't it just me, but you..."

--father!Come here!

——Well, this is the past...

Ahhh...I also imagined that if the person standing there was me...

How great would it be if I were you...

But...but...

"……Hey……"

Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterfly, butterfly dream of Zhuang Zhou.

Saito Guicho, is this the answer you gave me...

Finally you stopped, not because of me, but because the stairs came to an end.

You still ignore me, but I know you are waiting for me.

I feel my heart gripped tightly, and I speak to you in a hoarse voice.

"I found you...An Yanling."

This sentence is like a magic spell, the moment I say it allows me to touch you, and I become an entity.

You finally turned around and hugged me with a smile of joy.

"Hmm! You found me!"

You disappeared slowly, and in the end I was the only one left...

If no one finds me, I cannot get out of here.

At the end of the stairs, there was another door, but I didn't open it.