The apartment is full of mirrors, but just like the water outside, it can't reflect your appearance.

This place is like a mirror maze in an amusement park. Once you enter, you can't find the exit.

Why do people look in the mirror? To see their appearance, confirm their expressions, observe their hairstyle, and put on makeup.

To examine themselves, to correct someone who is not themselves but infinitely close to themselves.

The moment you look in the mirror, you are facing someone who is the same as yourself.

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

"Stop."

I plan to get straight to the point. I can't stand by and watch anymore.

"The mind is roughly divided into two layers: 'consciousness' and 'unconsciousness'. The surface personality is 'consciousness', which is connected to reality, and the deep part of the mind is 'unconsciousness'. When 'consciousness' rests, the unconsciousness begins to work... that is, dreams.

You are in my dream.

But 'you' are not my unconsciousness.

"You are not my unconsciousness. If you continue like this, you will be merged by me.

I stared at you and warned you.

"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.

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

You suddenly showed a weird smile

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

Chapter 67. 5 [An Yanling] Part 3

"Huh?"

I made a strange sound because of the illogical words you suddenly said.

I was surprised. When I was still confused, you suddenly turned your back to me and left.

"Hey! Where are you going! ”

“You can’t come find me before you count to 100~”

“Ah…”

I reached out my hand stupidly, but I could only watch you leave me… In this unconscious world, it would be too easy for me to find you, but you don’t know this.

“There’s really no way…”

You’re really a ‘willful’ guy who wants me to find you in person.

But if you think about it carefully, it’s normal for you to do this. After all, you’ve lost all your memories by the time you get here, and you don’t even remember who you are. What you say and do are all instincts.

Originally, 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.

Count to 100…

Maybe it’s because hundreds of years have passed too long, even I Everything has changed.

I closed my eyes and started counting.

"One, two, three, four..."

I just counted slowly, and when I counted to one hundred, you had already gone to nowhere.

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

Where can I find you?

Although the range within one hundred numbers is very limited, in this world, it is possible to go anywhere.

To be honest, this world is endless. After all, this is my dream, and it will continue to change in unconscious changes.

So searching all places is useless, because it is impossible to determine where you have been and where you have not been.

Then you can't use ordinary logic To think.

In the final analysis, the logic in this world is reversed, and it is possible that the cause and the result will be reversed.

In other words, this is a completely chaotic world, anything can happen, and it cannot be generalized by common sense.

It is completely different from the world constructed by that person.

Although they are both spiritual worlds, my dreams are chaotic and disorderly and cannot be maintained for a long time. The world she constructed is almost the same as the real world. A huge order has been established, and the copied spirits and entities are not much different.

So here, you can see all the joys, sorrows, loves, hates, births, old age, sickness and death of human beings.

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

So in my dream, apart from the bizarre scenery, there is no life, like an NPC saying If it is fixed, it is possible to create a character that acts according to the setting, but it is meaningless.

And you, you were also born from that world.

So you should not come here.

I want to find you and send you back.

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

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

Generally speaking, if you want to hide, you will definitely not choose the upside, because there is only a dead end no matter how you think about it, and the only outcome of going up is to be caught.

As long as you have a little logical thinking, you will not choose to go up.

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

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

... No, I think you are another possibility of me.

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

You may be the most real answer.

Since I was born, I have been flying in the sky, shining on the earth, so I instinctively go up.

Only idiots, smoke, and the sun like high places.

Although we are no longer the sun, it seems that the nature of being an idiot still exists... Hehe, by the way, idiot is actually a compliment.

Up, up, and up continuously. This staircase seems to have no end and is infinitely looping. Even if you see the door, there are still stairs behind the door.

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

But none of that matters, because I see your back.

You are still going up, and I talk to you from behind without saying a word.

"Stop, there will be nothing if you go forward."

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

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

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

Isn't the purpose of your coming 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 know where you are.

They won't know you're gone, and they will even completely forget your existence. In the end, you will disappear because your existence cannot be proved...

Mingming, I finally got my own place to stay, and finally I can

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

It was the truth from the heart.

But you didn't answer at all.

Even if you turned around and looked at me... Why are you so persistent in going up? It's meaningless...

I felt powerless and a little angry, and the flames were jumping and entwined around my fingertips.

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

I stretched out my trembling palm and tried to grab your shoulder.

But it went straight through.

"...Huh?"

I can't touch you.

How is this possible?

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 like in two different worlds, unable to establish any connection... Then why do you appear in my dream?

No... No, why do I think 'you can definitely see me'?

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

When I was in the mirror maze, the mirror also couldn't reflect my appearance. I have no outline, as thin as a transparent person.

So until just now, I was following you like a ghost.

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

It seems to be a very distant past, a very long time, and it seems like a dream in a moment.

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

But... it seems... that's not the case...

"So... the person who is dreaming... is not just me, but you too..."

-Dad! Come here quickly!

——Okay, I'll go over there...

Ah...I've also imagined that if the person standing there was me...

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

But...but...

"...Ah..."

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, and the butterfly dreamed of Zhuang Zhou.

Saito returns to the butterfly, is this the answer you gave me...

Finally you stopped, but not because of me, but because the stairs had reached the end.

You still ignored me, but I knew you were waiting for me.

I felt my heart being tightly grasped, and I said to you in a hoarse voice.

"I found you...An Yanling."

This sentence was like a magic spell, and the moment I said it, I was able to touch you and I became a physical body.

You finally turned around, smiled happily and hugged me.

"Well! You found me!"

You slowly disappeared, and finally I was left alone...

If no one found me, I couldn't get out of here.

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

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