I asked you to save the villain, not to take him as your wife!

Just by listening to the boy's words, you might think he cares.

But Shen Yuan saw his eyes clearly.

Doubtful, playful, and full of malice.

Shen Yuan ignored him.

He is not a masochist. Does he have to greet people with a smile just because they are full of malice towards him?

What Shen Yuan was more concerned about were two other things.

First, the outside corridor seemed to be safer.

When he opened the door before, the corridor was pitch black and there was a chill that penetrated his bones.

But at this moment, there was some light in the corridor outside, and the feeling of danger disappeared.

Second, why did the young man call him Yan Yun?

When looking at "himself" under the bed, Shen Yuan only felt that the world was absurd and weird, but he never doubted himself.

But at this time, he hesitated.

Is he really still him?

Being ignored by Shen Yuan, the young man who had just greeted Shen Yuan didn't seem to care either.

Several young men came in one after another, in groups of two, six in total.

They sat on the three beds except the one with someone at the bottom and started chatting animatedly.

It's just that when they were chatting, they would always secretly glance at Shen Yuan intentionally or unintentionally.

Shen Yuan naturally noticed it, but he ignored it.

After standing there for a while, Shen Yuan raised his leg and walked towards the door.

Following Shen Yuan's action, the six teenagers in the dormitory immediately stopped talking.

"Yan Yun, where are you going?" The one who asked was the same young man who had spoken before.

Shen Yuan wanted to ignore him, but after thinking about it, he said, "Go to the toilet."

As he spoke, Shen Yuan turned around at the door and opened the bathroom door.

In this strange world, Shen Yuan really didn't want to go into a place like the bathroom.

But now he is eager to figure out some things.

Without caring about the teenagers' reactions, Shen Yuan walked into the bathroom.

This bathroom is very ordinary.

Equipped with a squat toilet, shower and washbasin.

On the wall where the sink was installed, the mirror position was covered with a black cloth.

Even an ordinary bathroom becomes weird because of this black cloth.

Mirrors are more evil than toilets.

The power of adding these two together is self-evident.

Shen Yuan was a little scared.

After standing in front of the mirror covered with black cloth for a while, Shen Yuan finally stretched out his hand.

Although the mirror covered with black cloth in the bathroom looked weird, Shen Yuan really needed a mirror.

On the road to finding the truth, first of all, you must know yourself.

This can effectively prevent you from getting lost.

The black cloth was slowly removed, and an ordinary mirror appeared in front of Shen Yuan.

The mirror also reflected his appearance at this moment.

The boy was very handsome, and his eyes looked very similar to mine...

But this is obviously... Yan Yun.

At this moment, Shen Yuan stared at the mirror blankly, his brain almost shutting down.

Maybe the people around him are right.

There is no such person as Yan Yun in the world.

All of this came from his fantasy?

He is indeed ill, suffering from schizophrenia, and Yan Yun is his second personality?

A series of doubts popped up in my mind.

This was the first time in Shen Yuan's life that he questioned his memory of Yan Yun.

But soon, Shen Yuan calmed down again.

He was very sure that Yan Yun was a real person and not just his fantasy.

As for why he has become Yan Yun now, he doesn't know yet.

But he felt that it was related to the transmission anomaly prompted by the mechanical synthesized voice when he first entered this world.

As he was analyzing, Shen Yuan suddenly realized something was wrong.

Tick.

tick...

I don't know when the sound of dripping water started.

Shen Yuan subconsciously looked at the faucet, however, the faucet was tightened and no water was dripping.

But the ticking sound still reached Shen Yuan's ears clearly.

Suddenly raising his head, Shen Yuan looked into the mirror.

The mirror that should have only reflected his shoulders and above now reflected his back and the entire sink.

It was as if this mirror was originally behind him.

At this moment, in the mirror, the faucet on the sink seemed to be not closed tightly, and water was dripping down.

Or, it should be blood beads.

Normally, Shen Yuan should pick up the black cloth and cover the mirror directly at this moment.

But after thinking about it, Shen Yuan decided not to do so.

He didn't even think of moving away from the mirror. Instead, he moved closer, as if that way he could see more clearly.

The number of deaths does not exceed five times, which means he has five chances to resurrect.

It's not impossible to avoid the danger, but it's obviously too late now.

Covering it with black cloth may not necessarily solve the danger, so why not find out the source of the danger?

Even if you have to die, you want your death to be meaningful, right?

"You're here?" A clear young voice sounded from the bathroom.

Shen Yuan was stunned.

This voice sounds particularly familiar.

It is the voice that Shen Yuan has engraved into his bones, flesh and blood, and deep in his soul.

"Yan Yun, is it you?" Shen Yuan asked boldly.

"You're here." The same three words came from the bathroom.

It’s just that the first three words are questions, while the last three words become confirmation.

Shen Yuan frowned and said nothing.

"Why don't you speak? Huh? Why don't you speak?" The voice began to become crazy and hysterical.

Shen Yuan continued to remain silent.

However, his eyes were looking at the edge of the mirror.

There, a crack appeared in the mirror, and blood-red liquid was slowly flowing out from the crack.

The voice, which was exactly the same as Yan Yun's, became increasingly crazy.

The questioning, along with the crazy laughter, resounded throughout the entire bathroom.

"Do you want to leave? Hahahahahaha, you can't leave, stay, stay with us..."

Crazy voices came from all directions, becoming louder and louder, making Shen Yuan's eardrums hurt.

"They? Besides you, who else is there?" Shen Yuan asked a question while enduring the pain in his ears.

As soon as Shen Yuan asked this question, the crazy laughter in the bathroom stopped.

"Besides me, who else..." The voice seemed to have regained some sanity.

Shen Yuan was delighted.

Just as he was about to press on with his victory, laughter broke out again.

"And there's me. There's millions of me too. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I'm right on you. Can you feel it? Haha ......"

As the voice came out, Shen Yuan felt that something was wrong.

His body was somewhat out of control.

He slowly raised his left hand towards his neck.

Shen Yuan tried hard to control it and let it go, but his entire left arm seemed to be outsourced at this moment.

Until it grabbed Shen Yuan's neck and began to exert force.

Shen Yuan felt suffocated and his eyes bulged.

A fierce light flashed in Shen Yuan's eyes. The next moment, he raised his right hand, clenched his fist and smashed it hard on the mirror.

"If you have the guts, turn around. I want to see what kind of ghost you are."