I was taken away by the system

Chapter 195. Superposition of Life and Death

She curled up in the corner barefoot, and the snowflakes fluttering under the night were like cotton candy, which was her favorite thing to eat.

Those crystal snow flakes lightly fell on her waterfall-like black hair, and she rubbed her hands gently, feeling a little cold.

Zhou Xueying knew that she was going to die, but actually she didn't want to die, as she still had a lot of wishes unfulfilled.

Go to the cinema with him to watch horror movies, cover your eyes and fall into his arms and scream.

Go to KTV with him and sing the brainwashing dance music of those square dance aunts.

Go to the aquarium with him and bathe in the blue romantic world.

Go to the playground with him, count the stars on the Ferris wheel...

Everyone thinks she is a cold girl, but she just doesn't talk much, and other girls don't want to talk to her, so she can only be alone.

She is also a girl, of course she yearns for the beauty of love.What girl wouldn't want to show her loveliness in front of the one she loves?But she can't do that.

He said that he must succeed.Since this is his goal, she must help him achieve it.

She knew that he was a smart man, as long as he concentrated on one thing, there was nothing he couldn't do.

He has changed since he was with her, and he started to try his best to surprise her and make her happy, but how can a man with great ambition put his mind on women?

She can't drag him down.

Yang Yuhuan is so beautiful, she smiles at Bai Meisheng when she looks back, since then the king will never go to court early.Bao Si didn't like to laugh, but she laughed after the beacon fire played the feudal lords. As a result, the daughter of a thousand gold laughs and the Zhou dynasty perishes.

Since ancient times, there have been many troubles with beautiful women, she didn't want to be such a woman.

Seeing his stupid way of being courteous, she became more and more anxious, maybe it would be better if she was indifferent to him?she thought.

So she stopped smiling.

But the more she wanted to keep a distance from him, the more he tried to make her happy.

She didn't want him to degenerate like this, but she couldn't bear to break up with him.

Maybe everything will be better if I die?

She is getting colder gradually, the temperature of her whole body is slowly flowing away, her life is also slowly flowing away, she knows that her time is running out, and when she hears that people are going to die, she will review the whole process of this life , She still wanted to see him again, so she picked up the matchbox on the ground and lit one lightly.

The halo gradually grew larger, gradually enveloping her...

She saw a lot, all from the days when he was with her.

"It's good to have you." She smiled slightly, like a blooming rose.

You have to go back alive, you are so good, you will definitely meet more good girls in the future, she thought to herself.

She closed her eyes slowly, never opening them again.

Sure enough, it was the background of the story of BAD END, Jiang Bai stood with his hands behind his back, thinking about the plot direction of the dungeon.

There is no doubt that the destruction of the NPCs is a force majeure plot trend, and he and Fatty can't change the plot.

The guest bedroom is in the southeast corner of the room, the night is dark, the moonlight flows on the floor through the window lattice, leaving a silver silhouette.

Occasionally, the night wind blows in the face, and there are bursts of coolness.

There are two goblets on the Nordic-style table, which are filled with red wine. The mellow aroma slowly lingers in the room, which probably can only be produced by a winery with a certain age.

The fat man was looking at the wine greedily at the moment.

However, at this moment, the sound of the man in the iron mask rubbing against the saw blade suddenly sounded outside the house, "Smart guy, I warn you to stay away from the mirror."

……

In the bathroom, a black figure stood silently in front of the big round mirror.

There are many legends about mirrors, and there are folk tales of Bloody Mary in the West.

Just go to the mirror in the dark, and the mirror will reflect your appearance before death, and the blood-eating witch will come to you, nail you to the wall with a sharp armor as long as a blade, and gouge out your flesh with terrifying fangs. The eyeballs will eventually torture you to death.

While recalling the horror stories, it was really scary to sneak up and look in the mirror in the middle of the night. Jiang Bai didn't have any special feelings about these ghost rumors. If he wanted to say the reason, he might be used to it.

Jiang Bai didn't turn on the light, he came quietly from the bedroom, not wanting to disturb anyone.

The surrounding area is quiet and quiet, and the moonlight shines on the sink, which is very clean and neatly tidied up, even spotless.

But the man in the iron mask is not a clean person. His clothes are a bit worn out, and he looks like he has experienced some embarrassing things.

What Jiang Bai cares most about is the black toothpaste in the plastic tooth cup. There are all kinds of toiletries here, but what is certain is that no one has ever used them. These things are more like someone putting them here decorations.

Suddenly there was a gust of cool wind blowing outside the window, a little cold, just like the first ray of wind after the snow melts in the cold winter, refreshing and cool.

According to the warning of the man in the iron mask, looking in the mirror should be regarded as a taboo, especially in the middle of the night, when ghosts and spirits are haunting.

Another gust of night wind blew by, and Jiang Bai suddenly thought of something he had neglected.

He hurriedly looked to the window, he remembered correctly, the window was locked, just like the one in the bedroom.

So, where did this gust of wind come from?

Strong psychological hints are possible. In the "Bible New Testament", there are records of Jesus making the blind see again, the lame walk immediately, and the dead resurrected.

But with his current vigilance, if something wants to disturb him, it will never be easy.

He glanced at the mirror again, and it turned out that the problem was here.

Suddenly bursts of dim light surged in the mirror, and in the light was a person with sunken eye sockets, thick black eye circles as if thick ink had been applied two or three times, his pupils were densely covered with bloodshot eyes, and his hair was disheveled. Like a weed pile.

He knew that this person didn't have much life left, and he probably looked like he was dying.

His face, which was as thin as dead tree bark, suddenly became hideous.

In the end, he actually smiled, but the smile was a little weird.

Jiang Bai can be sure that it is his face.

"The mirror of hell can reflect the appearance of a person before death." The man in the iron mask appeared outside the door at some point, "Run! There is still time!"

Let's withdraw first, Jiang Bai thought, he still has some things that have not been determined.

When leaving, Jiang Bai seemed to hear the sound of something cracking, as if the seal of hell was forcibly broken, and some monster ran out of it.

"Go! Don't look back!" The Iron Mask's hoarse voice trembled slightly, "When you can see it, it can see you!"

"What is behind us?" Jiang Bai asked.

"I don't know. I met someone who was as unbelieving as you before. He took me to investigate the mirror late at night. I waited for him smoking a cigarette at the door. When I noticed something abnormal, he was gesticulating in the mirror. What, dressing up like a woman, the scene was so weird, I was terrified, and ran out in a hurry."

The man in the iron mask took a deep breath, "Later he disappeared from this world, the mirror is like a door, connecting the world and hell, they should not exist in the world, the only way to escape is to be released come out."

The lights in the long corridor flickered suddenly, like a bright meteor piercing the sky in an instant, then it dimmed until it went out.

Dense darkness descended in an instant, covering the entire apartment.

There was darkness all around, it was absolute blackness, without the slightest light, and it was impossible to see the surroundings under such circumstances.

After walking against the wall for a while, the man in the iron mask suddenly said, "That thing didn't follow."

"There's something wrong with this place." Jiang Bai looked into the depths of the darkness, and his eyes also reflected the darkness.

"It's broken!" The man in the iron mask touched a door uneasily, and stared at the alloy anti-theft door for a long time. "The house number is gone! We may not be where we were before..."

"Space distortion?" Jiang Bai was slightly stunned, "I have to go back to find Fatty, he may be in danger."

"Which fat man?" The man in the iron mask was also stunned.

"Fatty Wang, it's the guy who uses water to count and looks like 200 catties." Jiang Bai shrugged.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The man in the iron mask stared at him with a strange tone, "Where is there such a fat man? You must be a ghost!"

"This is not the time to joke." Jiang Bai's voice cooled down.

"Who is in the mood to joke with you at this hour?" The man in the iron mask said impatiently, "This is the hell apartment!"

"Do you remember who I came here with?" Jiang Bai asked suddenly.

"You came with a couple, and then the Bingshan lady knocked on the door, and you all didn't listen to the persuasion and ran out, and you came back by yourself in the end." The man in the iron mask said seriously.

It's messed up, it's all messed up!
In the cognition of the man in the iron mask, Fatty Wang is actually an extra person.

This is by no means an illusion, he clearly remembered that the fat man was indeed inside the bronze door that came with him.

"Have you ever heard of that experiment?" The man in the iron mask said quietly, "Schrödinger's cat."

Cat abuser Schrödinger is an Austrian physicist who wants to extend the microscopic quantum behavior to the macroscopic world for deduction.

So a British shorthair cat was packed into a small airtight black box, and a small amount of radioactive material was packed in at the same time.

There is a 50% chance that the radioactive material will decay and kill the poor kitten, and there is a 50% chance that it won't decay and the cat will survive.

From the perspective of classical physics, one of these two results will inevitably occur in the small black box. However, the observer must open the box to know the result. In the quantum world, when the box is closed, the entire system Then the wave state of uncertainty is always maintained, that is, the life and death of cats are superimposed.

Whether the cat is dead or alive can only be determined after the box is opened and the matter is expressed in the form of particles when observed by an external observer.

"You mean that Fatty Wang's current situation is like that helpless kitten, perhaps in a state of superposition of life and death?"

(End of this chapter)