My three roommates are not human

The expression this time was even weirder than the last time.

He frowned slightly, logically speaking he was sad, but upon closer inspection, he found that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were shining brightly.

……What does it mean? !

At the same time, his gaze was no longer directed at me, but fell to my left.

I subconsciously followed his gaze to my left foot, but there was nothing at all.

The room at my left foot is just like this room, empty, even the sun shines in, and there is almost no dust that should be there.

Are you trying to confuse me! ! !

I immediately turned my gaze back to his face, but he was just as motionless as before.

Not even blinking, just falling on my side.

Sweat dripping from my head, I really don't know how to explain his behavior, it's totally illogical!If it could be explained as "he was watching me for a long time, so he couldn't take his eyes off", then why is he staring at an empty place now?

And, what is this expression doing? !

The expression just now can barely be interpreted as provocation, but now this expression suddenly appeared on the face of "I", it is really weird.I don't remember that I have ever made this kind of expression, and whether this kind of expression can be shown is also a question.It's almost like a waste product that a creator randomly pinched two hands on my face.

It's like pinching a clay figurine, and if it breaks, put it aside.

...Wait, I shouldn't be crowed.

I suddenly remembered what happened in the dormitory. That world was... a world similar to a doll's house, and the "people" inside were all made of dolls.

Who knows... is it the same situation now?

Clay figurines... If it is in the dormitory world, it really makes sense.

No, no, I shook my head to wake myself up.Now, I think of too many possibilities, "ghost world", "doll house world", every statement seems to be justifiable and well-founded, I can't just take my conjecture as a reality just because of a little evidence. fact.

Don't be flustered, and don't get flustered because of such a little evidence!Maybe, the "I" on the opposite side is a trap aimed at my mysterious force, deliberately pretending to be me, making strange expressions, so as to confuse me and make me surrender without fighting! !

Stand firm, hold on tight, be firm in your mind!I came here not to be confused by them, but to fight for more chances of survival for my future self!

I suddenly realized that what I am doing now is not only for myself, but also for the future selves. I suddenly felt a magical power, as if I was not fighting alone, and there was a warm feeling in my heart. Heat flow, it's like...someone is secretly cheering for me, shouting to cheer.

It's so warm... My eyes became firmer, and now I finally understand what the phrase "believe in yourself" means.

Probably, it is to let me not be confused by foreign objects, and to be firm in my own thoughts... right?

Although I haven't figured out its complete meaning yet, this sentence must have such an encouraging effect.

Otherwise, how could I react like Pavlov's dog when I heard this sentence?

Presumably, this is not the first time "I" has heard this sentence.

This sentence should not be the first time it has worked on "I".

There was another stalemate.

But this standoff is very strange.

He was looking to my left, and I was staring closely at his face.During this long standoff, I was sure of one thing - when I looked at him, he really didn't move, not even blink.

A normal human being, after being stared at by another human being for too long, will inevitably look back - but he didn't, he still frowned, looking at the corner beside me with calm eyes .

Weird, really weird.

He is definitely not a normal "me".

The thought made me feel a little better.

As long as he is not normal!As long as he is a monster!Then I have the possibility to become that "normal me"!

His eyes were so concentrated that at this moment, I couldn't help but stretched out my feet to test the place he was staring at.

Sunlight spread throughout the empty room, and the place where he was staring was just a piece of bare land, even the floor was not paved, and it was decorated in a Syrian minimalist style.There was so little dust in the room that under the sunlight, there was virtually nothing on the land, including dust.

This is true nothingness.

Could it be that... there is something invisible here?

Like... "the elephant in the room"?

An invisible, intangible, but actually there thing?I couldn't help frowning like the person in front of me. If this "elephant" really exists, how should I touch it?

My originally stable mind started to waver again, I couldn't hold back, I stretched out one leg straight, and made a complete sweep towards the place where his gaze was.

The breeze from the haste wraps around my legs, but nothing else.

Before I could relax a bit, I suddenly realized that my smug action had led to a very serious consequence—my mirror was crooked.

From previous experience, if I tilted the mirror so that the light wasn't shining on him, then... he seemed to be able to change his movements.

no! ! ! !no! ! !Can't let him out of this darkroom! ! ! ! !I'm not sure if I can beat him yet! ! ! ! !

I immediately reversed the orientation of the mirror, and moved it to the position just now according to my memory.

The sunlight refracted from the mirror into the dark room, illuminating his chestnut hair, luckily, he is still here.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second, my eyes widened.

The light shone on his mouth, revealing that provocative and smiling arc.

His eyes no longer stared at my left side, but projected directly on my body.

...It's not that the expression has changed, but...it's back.

He's back to the expression he had when he first saw me, and it's exactly the same.

How is this going? !

Even if he changed to a new expression, that's fine, why can he return to the original expression? !

Is this hinting at me? !

Under the collapse, I couldn't help yelling: "You, just say what you have to say!!! Don't falsify like this anymore!!!"

The poem that answered me was dead.

He didn't move, as if he didn't hear my words, still staring at me with that weird smile.

My brain really collapsed for a moment. I thought I was walking on a step-by-step path, but I didn't expect the other party's expression to seem to be a cycle-you know, what I am most afraid of now is the word "cycle".

I'm afraid that his circulation is related to my "circulation".

Under such fear, my hands shook uncontrollably, shaking with the light refracted by the mirror.

At that moment, I seemed to see a color appearing beside his hair.

...Yeah, since I found out that there is a suspicious person who looks exactly like me in the darkroom, and the light can suppress his movements, I haven't illuminated other places-this is actually very stupid, who knows In the darkroom, besides him, is there anything more important?

I moved the mirror away many times, but he didn't jump out. If he moved away for a short time, there shouldn't be any bad consequences...?

I tentatively and slowly moved the mirror in my hand to the other side where I seemed to see something just now.

This time, what will it be?

Whether it is human or non-human, I have nothing unacceptable, come and meet me!

The mirror gradually panned, and the "thing" slowly entered my sight.

Chestnut hair, fair skin...

My movements stopped at the moment when I saw his face, all over my body, only my pupils were trembling violently.

No wonder, no wonder he can change his expression immediately, no wonder I just memorized the approximate position, but I can accurately scan him every time!

The mirror gradually moved to his eyes, and those delicate cat eyes were projected on the blank space on my left.

Emotions, what I scanned twice are not the same "I" at all! ! ! ! ! !

No, no, at the beginning, did I even scan an expression? !

Here, how many "I" are there? !

I scanned the mirror in my hand in disbelief, and finally saw the whole picture of this darkroom——

The room is bottomless, and the end cannot be seen at a glance, but this is not the point.

The frightening thing is that this endless dark room is densely filled with... "I" in various poses and expressions.

I stepped back and sat on the ground, and the mirror fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.