Dangerous Girls Drag Me Into Danger

There are mirrors everywhere in the apartment, but just like the water outside, it can't show you.

It's like a mirror maze in a playground, you can't find an exit when you come in.

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

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

The moment you look in the mirror, you are facing someone who is just like yourself.

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

"Stop."

I'm going to cut to the chase, I can't stand idly by.

"The spirit is roughly divided into two layers: 'consciousness' and 'unconsciousness'. The superficial personality is 'consciousness', which is connected to reality, while the depth of the spirit is 'unconsciousness'. When the 'consciousness' rests, the unconsciousness begins To play..that is, to dream.

You are in my dream.

However, 'you' is not my unconscious.

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

I stared at you and warned.

"Go back, turn around and leave here, go back to the original place. That is your daily life, and I hope you can live well." I just need to look at you... I couldn't say this. Export.

You didn't say a word, just stared at me closely.

You suddenly showed a frowning smile

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

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⑥⑦. ⑤ Chapter [An Yanling] Part 3

"what?"

I was made to make strange noises by the illogical words you suddenly said.

I was surprised that you suddenly turned your back to me and left when I was still in doubt.

"Hey! Where are you going!"

"You can't come to me until you count to 100~"

"what……"

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

"There's really no way..."

To ask me to find you personally, you are really a 'willful' guy.

But if you think about it carefully, it is normal for you to do such an action. After all, when you come here, you have lost all your memories, and you don't even remember who you are. What you say and do is instinct.

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

Counting to one hundred...

Maybe it's because the hundreds of years have been too long, and even I have become different.

I closed my eyes and started counting.

"one two three four……"

I'm just like this, counting slowly, when I count to one hundred, you don't know where you are going.

Hide and seek...you said so, so now the game has started.

Where can I go to find you?

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

If I want to say, this world is endless. After all, it is here in my dream, which will continue to change in unconscious changes.

So it is useless to search all the places like this kind of carpet search, because it is impossible to determine where it has been and where it has not been.

Then you can't 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, anything can happen, and it cannot be generalized by common sense.

There is a world of difference from the world built by that person.

Although they are all spiritual worlds, my dreams are chaotic and unsustainable for a long time. And the world she built was almost indistinguishable from the real world. It established a huge order, and the copied spirit was no different from the body.

So here, you can see all the joys and sorrows, love and hatred, birth, old age, sickness and death of human beings.

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

Therefore, in my dream, apart from the bizarre scenery, there is no life. Like an NPC who speaks fixed words and acts according to the setting, it is possible to create a character, but it is meaningless.

Then you, too, were born from that world.

So you shouldn't come here.

I want to find you and send you back.

If you can't rely on normal logic to think and speculate, you can just rely on your feelings, and rely on intuition to find out. It may sound unreliable, but in fact, this is the best way.

I walked out of the mirror labyrinth smoothly and chose to go up among the stairs going up and down.

Obviously, generally speaking, if you want to hide, you will definitely not choose the top, because no matter how you think about it, there is only one dead end, and the only way to go up is to be caught.

As long as you have a little bit of logical thinking, you won't choose to go up.

But if it were you, it was me... I would have made 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 am not a god, if I am just an ordinary human being, what would it be like?

You may be the most real answer.

Since I was born, I have soared in the sky and illuminated the earth, so I will instinctively go up.

The only people who like heights are idiots, smoke, and the sun.

Although we are no longer the sun, it seems that the nature of being idiots still exists... Hehe, yes, idiots are actually compliments.

Going up, going up, going up continuously, this staircase seems to be endlessly looping, even if you see the door, there is still a staircase behind the door.

I can't see the next room, and I can't confirm the current height because there are no windows.

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

You are still walking up, and I spoke to you from behind you who didn't say a word.

"Stop, there will be nothing to move forward."

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

Because this is the dream I had, the me who was sealed in the mirror, the dream that I have been building for hundreds of years.

"Hey, please listen to what I have to say and face your heart."

Isn't your purpose here just 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, they will even completely forget your existence, and in the end you will disappear because your existence cannot be proved...

Mingming, finally got a place of his own, finally able to

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

Obviously it's from the heart.

You didn't answer a word.

Even if you look back at me...why are you so persistent? Obviously it doesn't make sense...

I felt powerless and a little annoyed, and the flames danced around my fingertips.

"Enough! Stop making trouble! I'm going to drive you out!"

I stretch out my trembling palms to grab your shoulders.

But it went straight through.

"……Hey?"

I can't touch you.

how can that be?

Obviously you have entered my dream.

In my dream, you couldn't touch the owner of the dream, that is, me. How could this happen...

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

No... No, why do I think 'you must be able to see me'?

After all, it's me who can't prove my existence...

When I was in the mirror maze, the mirror also couldn't show me. I have no outline, thin like a transparent person.

So until just now I've been following you like a ghost.

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

It seems to be a very distant past, which has gone through a very long time, and it is like a dream for a moment.

I have been dreaming a dream that I don't want to wake up from, and in the dream I became you.

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

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

--dad! Come over here!

——Okay, this is the past...

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

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

But...but...

"……Hey……"

Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly, and a butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou.

Saito Guidie, 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 being held tightly, and I speak to you in a hoarse voice.

"I found you... An Yanling."

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

You finally turned around and hugged me with a happy smile.

"Well! You found me!"

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

If no one finds me, I can't get out of here.

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