Mirror Mirre
Mirror Murray.
Red alert: My world has collapsed.
Every morning, when I look in the mirror, I see a little suggestion of the day, such as “Sit on the subway to work” or “Don’t try free pizza”.
Today, there’s a simple word in the mirror: Run!
One.
This has to start from scratch.
About last month, I bought a mirror. In the mirror, besides me and the environment behind me, there’s a little phrase that says, “Taste with the boss.” I’m sorry.
I stopped and asked the boss how much the mirror cost.
Remembering what was in the mirror, I tried to return the price.
It worked!
I finally bought this mirror for 49 bucks.
I think this mirror works, but it doesn’t.
Like yesterday, it told me to take the subway to work.
But the problem is I take the subway to work every day.
And last time it told me not to try free pizza.
But I haven’t seen pizza all day.
I doubt it’s fucking me.
Two.
Until today, I saw “run” in the mirror.
Once again I feel the futility of this mirror.
Two thieves looked for something in my house and I had to sit in front of the mirror and stare at it.
I wouldn’t run if I wasn’t tied up?
I tried to struggle, and the rope didn’t move at all.
I gave up and turned my head towards the mirror.
Nothing in the mirror has changed.
“Hey, big brother, can you give me some specific tips? “I said a bad smile in the mirror.
A new phrase appeared in the mirror.
“I don’t know. I’m sorry.
Boo!
Eventually the thief didn’t find anything valuable in my house.
But before they left, they kindly untied me and begged me not to call the police.
After all, they haven’t taken anything and they’re wanted.
I thought about it and agreed to their request on condition that they restore my family’s belongings.
There is also a requirement that no more thefts or robberies be made.
They’re nodding their heads. Help me get things organized.
I cleaned up before I left. When they left, I sat in the mirror and looked at it.
“You piece of shit. I groaned and said:
“What? I’m sorry.
“Can’t you give us some useful information? I’m sorry.
“Do you think this information is useless? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“If you go in a taxi that day, the taxi will hit somebody because it’s going too fast, and if I don’t remind you not to eat free pizza that day, you’ll order a pizza at noon, and the new chef at the store will accidentally put rat medicine in the sauce and you’ll die. I’m sorry.
Well…
“Really? I asked it with some fear.
“Fake, look at you. I’m sorry.
I threw it in the storage room.
3
A month passed and I still don’t want to see it.
But one day I thought about what I had for breakfast.
I took it out of my stomach and turned it to the front.
There’s not a word on it.
I knocked on it.
“What? I’m sorry.
“What do you think I eat for breakfast? I’m sorry.
“What do I care… wait, you get a hammer to dry… no, no, no, I said, I said. I’m sorry.
I looked at it with a hammer.
“Drink the porridge. I’m sorry.
Listen to it anyway.
I’ve been working for about an hour, and I’ve had breakfast.
I suddenly remembered and knocked on it again.
“Why the porridge?”
‘Cause your kitchen doesn’t have rats. I’m sorry.
I thought about it and decided not to eat the buns downstairs again.
4
I took it out again because sometimes it can give me some information from the side.
I’ve also developed a good habit of asking more every day why.
Until one day, when I was at work, the thing next to me was shaking, and there was a sentence.
“Get out of the building. I’m sorry.
“Why? “There is no one around me, and I ask him a great question.”
It doesn’t change, it just turns red.
I got scared and thought it had been right recently, and I ran out of the building with a mirror.
When we got outside, the word changed again.
“Get a bottle of water across the street. I’m sorry.
It’s still red.
I walked across the street without thinking about it.
There’s a huge noise coming from behind.
I look back, one floor of the building exploded, and that’s the floor I work on.
And look down in the mirror, and the words in the mirror disappear, like an ordinary mirror.
5
When I was in the station, I realized the gravity of the matter.
After all, I’m the only one in the company alive.
When they left me alone in the interrogation room, I quietly took the mirror out.
Fortunately, they are now investigating an accident caused by the ageing of the electrical system, which has nothing to do with me, so they just let me in to see if I had any sharp objects on me, or the mirror would have been taken away.
I sort of sorted it out, knocked it out.
It’s not responding at all.
“It’s broken? * I swung two sentences and knocked again *
Still no response.
I appreciate saving my life, but don’t hang up at a time like this!
I rocked it crazy.
Its intentions seem to be clear, as I can see.
It’s cracking.
I’m cracking too.
Six.
It’s more than 1:00 in the morning.
In the police station, it’s been a day.
At least not tomorrow.
I took out the broken mirror.
“Are you there?” I said.
There’s a bunch of ellipses in the mirror, long.
“You’re here!”
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
Why didn’t you answer me when you were in the police station? I’m sorry.
“Maybe it’s because there’s surveillance in the police station! You’ve been talking to yourself in the mirror. What are you going to explain? I’m sorry.
I must admit it makes a lot of sense.
I’m silent.
It’s also silent.
“Why did you break it? I broke the silence.
“How do you explain that you knocked in the mirror for no reason in the interrogation room? I’m sorry.
I’m silent again. It makes good sense.
What am I supposed to do now? I’m sorry.
“Sleep. I’m sorry.
“I don’t have to go to the company tomorrow. I’m sorry.
“But you’re going to the police station. I’m sorry.
Plum.
7
It has been a month since the last thing ended.
The police finally confirmed that I had nothing to do with this, except that at work I tried to grab a fish and buy a drink.
Since that incident, mirrors have spoken more than I asked them what it answered.
Maybe I’m getting along with it.
“It is clear today that there may be rain after midday in short sleeves and long pants, so if you go out with an umbrella and you go out today, you better not choose taxis and buses because there is a good chance that breakfast will be blocked and you can have breakfast while you eat salad. I’m sorry.
Looking at this long line of sentences, I again feel better in the mirror.
The next step forward is to add a symbol to the sentence.
So that line in the mirror disappeared and was replaced by two short words.
“Hmm? I am happy to respond.
“Can we put the hammer down? I’m sorry.
“Oh, yeah. I’m sorry.
I’ve been getting up every day lately with the hammer up for a few seconds.
I’m not trying to screw it up, I’m just doing my arm.
“You threaten me every day so that I won’t help you to avoid danger? I’m sorry.
I see a little bit of it.
“It’s okay. I should’ve died in that explosion. Now I have no family, no work. I’m sorry.
It took two minutes before the new text appeared.
“Let me tell you a joke. I’m sorry.
This thing can comfort me? And this function?
I noded and looked forward to what story it could come up with.
“There’s a penguin. I’m sorry.
“And?”
“It’s in the fridge. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“It’s frozen to death! I’m sorry.
“…”
“Ha ha ha ha ha…”
It looks like I’m naked.
“Uh, isn’t that funny?”
“Dear Mr. Mirror. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“Shut up. I’m sorry.
It never said a joke like that again.
I really shouldn’t expect too much from it.
8
I don’t have to read weather forecasts and road information every day since it’s all over.
It’s good that this thing doesn’t make a sound, and I don’t get excited.
And I also found that it had other functions.
For example, when I was bored the other day, I asked, “How many am I?” I’m sorry.
“121.75. I’m sorry.
And yesterday I asked, “How much am I?” I’m sorry.
“120.98. I’m sorry.
You can also supervise my diet.
Then I asked him today, “How many am I?” I’m sorry.
“12.5. I’m sorry.
“12.5 is something you missed a zero? I’m sorry.
“How do I know?”
“You don’t know how much I weigh? I’m sorry.
“…you know, I’m just a mirror. I’m sorry.
“You didn’t know the other day when I asked you? I’m sorry.
“I made it up. I’m sorry.
This mirror has nothing to do with it.
“Why don’t you just say you don’t know? I’m sorry.
“Will you put the hammer down and ask me again? I’m sorry.
“I’ll think about it. I’m sorry.
It seems to have given up communicating with me.
9
Why are you so afraid of hammers? I’m sorry.
“In physics, I am a mirror. I’m sorry.
“Why are mirrors afraid of hammers? I want to make fun of it.
“I think you should know that people are killed. I’m sorry.
“So what?”
“I’m going to teach you one plus one is equal to a few.” I’m sorry.
“Do you despise me? I’m sorry.
“No, oh. I’m sorry.
“You want to add one?”
“No, yeah. I’m sorry.
“Yeah? I’m sorry.
“No, really no. I’m sorry.
I sat on the bed sad and I didn’t take the hammer because I didn’t want to force it anymore.
And when did I end up threatening a mirror with death?
“Don’t be sad. I’m sorry.
That’s what came out of the mirror.
I suck my nose.
Looks like the mirror has some conscience.
“I’ll give you some formal consolation, after all you’ve done without a tear and I don’t owe you any more. I’m sorry.
Well, the experiment proved that appropriate pressure and threats can promote friendly relations.
10
I was lying on the bed watching it boringly.
“The mirror mirror. “I suddenly remembered the silly jokes he had made last time and decided to give it some humorous cells.
“What? I’m sorry.
“I’ll show you some jokes. I’m sorry.
“All right. I’m sorry.
I took out my phone, and I picked out something for the mirror, and I laughed back and forth.
It was about 15 minutes later, and I put my phone in front of it, and it showed the first joke.
After about a minute.
“This story is over?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
“Silent. I’m sorry.
I don’t know why a funny mirror that thinks penguins are freezing to death in the fridge.
“Why don’t you explain to me what’s boring? I’m sorry.
“First of all, a man cannot become a ghost after he dies. Second, IQ doesn’t drop when I’m a ghost. Finally, ghosts are heavily guarded and cannot come out and ride. I’m sorry.
“…”
“Doesn’t that make sense?”
“This is actually a general art process…”
“Art processing? So that means using the impossible in reality as a resource, and then writing a ridiculous but logical story? I’m sorry.
“Yo, that’s nice.” I’m happy to laugh.
The process seems different than I thought, but the result seems to be right.
“I think. I’m sorry.
It doesn’t talk anymore.
“There used to be a man…”
Five minutes later, a word finally appeared in the mirror.
“Slid on the road, dead. I’m sorry.
“…and then?”
“When he returns, he becomes an old man. I’m sorry.
What? I’m sorry.
“He’s excited. I’m sorry.
No, there’s no reason to be excited about going through me…
“He has discovered the law of gravity from his own knowledge and has made a great contribution in the fields of physics, chemistry and astronomy. I’m sorry.
I didn’t read it online.
As a result of his leadership, the people rebelled, overthrowing George I and establishing the United States of America. I’m sorry.
From the king to the country!
“As a result of his efforts, the world’s technology developed so rapidly that within 60 years it was possible to invent something that would have taken 300 years — refrigerators. I’m sorry.
Why are you coming back? Besides, I can’t get out of the fridge for 1,000 years.
“He locked himself in the fridge. I’m sorry.
I had a bad feeling.
“and then he freezes himself to death.”
I don’t know.
It’s time to give that up.
Eleven.
When I was sleeping, I suddenly heard voices coming from next door.
Mirror?
“What?”
“Is it a ghost next door? I’m sorry.
“I’m sleeping. I’m sorry.
“You’re a mirror. Why don’t you sleep? I’m sorry.
“Ah, first of all, as I said before, ghosts don’t run to people’s places. I’m sorry.
“Second, when you sleep, you turn 90 degrees. That’s not your house next door. That’s your house. I’m sorry.
“Finally, in terms of general rationality, you should give priority to whether it’s a thief or a ghost. I’m sorry.
Three words in the mirror came out together.
“Is that a thief? I’m sorry.
“Congratulations, yes. I’m sorry.
“It’s okay. It’s not a ghost. I’m sorry.
“And how come my family has been so strange lately? I’m sorry.
“Don’t you think about calling the police first? I’m sorry.
“You haven’t called the police?”
“Bullshit. I’m sorry.
I’m so excited I started calling.
The police came very quickly and left smiling, perhaps one step closer to meeting the target.
I was comforted by their capture.
I’m moved, much better than some unconscionable mirror.
When the police took the thief, I went back to my room.
“Why didn’t you call the police? I’m just asking it.
“…”
Is there nothing to say?
“You know, I’m just a mirror. I’m sorry.
“Will the mirror not call the police? I’m sorry.
“Or else?”
“You think, you know the news, you know the road, you know the weather. I’m sorry.
“So what?”
“So you must be connected! Then you can send a message to the police! I’m sorry.
“…”
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
The mirror seemed to take a deep breath.
“I know all the information because I can reflect…”
And the word goes through, and I see it all.
“So soon? This is for people? I’m sorry.
It was silent for a while.
“I’m not connected, really, I’m just a mirror. I’m sorry.
This new phrase emerges.
“It’s too bad I tried to make you my cell phone. I’m sorry.
“…”
It seems to have a low mood.
“I’ll tell you a joke. I’m so relieved.
“What? I’m sorry.
If I’m done, I can’t think of a joke that fits your smile.
“Well, there used to be someone. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“He put the fridge in the microwave.” I’m sorry.
I have no idea what I’m talking about.
“And then the microwave blew up. I’m sorry.
The mirror doesn’t react. I look at my face, and I feel like a fool.
Why would I do that?
“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha” smiled in the mirror.
Well, it’s really a fool.
12
Ever since I had this mirror, I’ve been thinking about how to make my life more colorful.
Of course, I don’t talk about corporate bombings, burglaries and boring jokes.
I decided to use it to satisfy my curiosity.
“The mirror. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“Where can I see ghosts? I’m sorry.
“What are you doing?”
“No, just look. I’m sorry.
“Nothing to see. I’m sorry.
“I want to see. I’m sorry.
“…”
“How can I see ghosts? I’m sorry.
“Everyone hears where a ghost might be hiding, so you want to jump on it. I’m sorry.
No, why is that so weird?
“Look what the ghost looks like. It seems to have compromised.
“Yes!”
“All right, I’ll just grab one. Wait a minute. I’m sorry.
There was no reaction in the mirror.
Was it so powerful? Can you still get one?
I’ve been staring in the mirror with interest.
I’m still alone in the mirror.
After a minute, the mirror came back.
“Is it good?”
♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I’ll tell you ♪
“Have you been here?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
“How can I not know? I’m sorry.
“You’ve been watching for a minute and you haven’t noticed? I’m sorry.
“Maybe humans are invisible. I’m sorry.
“Well, I lied to you. I didn’t even call anyone. I’m sorry.
“Suddenly trying to break something, my hammer…”
No, no, no, no, no, no!
I’m holding the hammer.
“You know what to do? And I looked at it well.
“All right, I’ll call one. I’m sorry.
The mirror returned to calm.
My hands still don’t come down, and he’s gonna lie to me again.
After about ten seconds, there was a student-like person in the mirror, except for some wounds on his body.
Well, that’s all. It is neither scary nor scary.
That’s when he saw me.
His face twitched and opened his mouth.
O man! Help!
He wandered around in the mirror trying to leave.
No, it’s… It’s not right.
“Hey, you’re a ghost. I’m a human being. What are you afraid of me? I’m trying to ask,
“No!” “Are you afraid of me?” And he went back in fear.
I am not right.
One minute it’s time for the man to disappear.
Before he disappeared, he seemed to exasperate.
The words in the mirror appear again.
“What’s up?”
“Not so much. I’m not happy to return.
“I told you before. I’m sorry.
“Why is he so afraid of me as a ghost? I’m sorry.
“Ghosts are usually afraid of people, but this… let me ask you something? I’m sorry.
“All right. I’m sorry.
About a dozen seconds later.
He said, “You look so high, you look at him with a hammer…”
Well…
“and then tried to fool him with a nice face…”
Well…
“Looks really scary. The mirror has been summed up.
I’ve decided to turn this off.
“How did you reach him? I asked.
“I just grabbed one in exchange for telling him a joke. I’m sorry.
That’s really random. Wait?
“Jokes? The kind you told me before? I’m sorry.
“That’s right. That joke’s popular here. I’m sorry.
It turns out there are fools.
“I’m also curious what you told him. He came out and ran away. I couldn’t catch him. I’m sorry.
I caught the point with sensitivity.
“You didn’t catch him?”
“Yes, yes. I’m sorry.
“So you just told me that ghost thinks I’m tall and scary with a hammer? I’m sorry.
“Ah, that’s a big deal.”
“Are you carrying your personal goods? I smiled and looked at it, and I lifted a hammer.
“Please don’t give me another chance. It has a little bit of flattering in its tone.
“Any last words? I’m sorry.
“Well, I’ll catch you another time to get a normal conversation? I’m sorry.
“Sold. I’m sorry.
13
More than a month later, I found a new job.
Tomorrow is the first day of work. I showered early in bed. There’s a lot going on out there, but it doesn’t affect my enthusiasm for the new job.
“The mirror. What time should I start tomorrow? I’m sorry.
“Sleep till you wake up.” I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“Sleep till you wake up.” I’m sorry.
“I have to work tomorrow! I’m sorry.
“What does work have to do with getting up?” You didn’t sleep there earlier. I’m sorry.
That makes sense… No, first day’s work is a good impression for colleagues!
“I’ll make my own alarm clock … How do I get there tomorrow? I’m sorry.
“Take the means of transport. I’m sorry.
“Of course I know. What is it? I’m sorry.
It doesn’t talk anymore.
After a while, a word appeared on the mirror.
“The ship…”
I don’t know.
I gave up. Maybe the mirror will get sick too.
But how do you treat a mirror?
The hammer the chisel the hammer
I don’t think so.
“Do you know how to treat you? I’m sorry.
“I’m not sick. I’m sorry.
“I’ll go on a boat if I’m not sick! I’m sorry.
“Really on a boat…”
It’s been stupid.
I touched the mirror, a little hot.
“You have a fever. I’m sorry.
“The mirror doesn’t have a fever. I’m sorry.
“No, you have a fever. I’m sorry.
I’ll throw the mirror in the fridge.
It must be very happy to be treated with the frozen penguins, the frozen old man and the blast microwave.
So I set up an alarm clock, checked the subway and bus lines, and went to bed early.
The next morning.
Pull the curtains, look out at the sea, thunderstorms, I’m stuck.
What do I do?
Wait, is this the rain last night?
I turned on my phone, really.
Before that, my phone had been bombarded with all sorts of security and work news.
Once again, the form was filled out and the video conference was held.
When I cook at noon and open the fridge, I seem to have forgotten something.
The mirror lies silently on a frozen chicken.
I was busy taking out the mirror.
I think the mirrors are gone at four below zero.
I knocked on it.
“Hello? I’m sorry.
Words appear.
“It’s cold…”
Oh, alive!
“Are you okay?”
“Something. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“I’m sick. I’m sorry.
“No, you didn’t. I put it back on the bed.
Sneeze!
“No, normally sneeze is about making a sound…” I look at two big words on the mirror.
“I can’t talk. I’m sorry.
“It’s a good one! I’m sorry.
“No, I’m angry. I’m sorry.
“What are you so angry about? I’m sorry.
“You put me in the fridge for half a day. I’m sorry.
“or if I’m not wrong.” Two words appeared in the mirror.
“You can’t think that. “And We led it to the right direction.
“You think I put you in the fridge on a chicken, right? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Is this chicken like a penguin that’s been stripped of hair? I’m sorry.
“Uh…”
“And didn’t you remember me and the microwave when you were in the fridge? I’m sorry.
“This…”
“You’re better off thinking that, right? I’m sorry.
“There’s some truth in what you say. I’m sorry.
Well, it’s not sick, it’s stupid.
14
Staying home is really boring.
I’ve been thinking about it 3017 times.
Well, it’s done. It’s no fun.
Huh?
I knocked in the mirror.
“What? I’m sorry.
“Do you remember the last time you said you’d find me a ghost to talk to? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Now look. I’m sorry.
“Now?”
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“The last one you scared off, went back and told almost all the ghosts, and now I’m afraid no one dares come. I’m sorry.
What? But I didn’t do anything?”
“There’s no way. You have to know that rumors are spreading at an alarming rate. Now…
“What’s the rumor now? I’m sorry.
“Someone said you’d spray fire and cleanse…”
“What? I’m sorry.
“And others say that they have seen you with their own eyes, and that their mouths will change seventy-two times, and that a cowhead will worship his sister…”
“It’s getting crazy! I’m sorry.
I’m suffocating.
“No one should be here now anyway. “The mirror delivered its final verdict.
“I don’t care. “I decided to force a mirror over him, to treat him truly and kindly, and to let the ghost go back and tell lies.
“How am I supposed to get one by force and I’m tired of catching a ghost?”
“You’re good too. I’m sorry.
“Oh? “What good do I have?” I’m sorry.
“You can at least live today. I smiled at it.
The mirror shivered.
“Okay boss, hold on. I’m sorry.
The words in the mirror are gone.
After about two minutes, there was a man on the mirror.
That looks like a European aristocrat. He was wearing black and a silver staff.
It’s a man. I judge.
I can’t see any wounds from him. It’s probably a ghost.
“Hello. I’m sorry.
He bowed to me, stood up and smiled at me.
Oh, it’s a scary ghost!
Thinking about my plans, I’m going to give him back.
Bow, skirt, skirt, bow? No, I didn’t wear a dress. Would bow to him and scare him?
I’ve been thinking a lot.
In the end, I nodded to him.
I heard you wanted to see me.
Did I say that? No. I’m just saying I want to fuck.
“Yes. I’m nodding again.
“What do you want to know? I’m sorry.
“Well, what’s your name? I’m sorry.
No, no, no!
I regret it when I say it.
I don’t even know his name. Why would I want to see him?
Must have been infected by the mirror.
I can feel this awkward enough to go through the dimension.
He just smiled a little.
“I’m Miri. I’m sorry.
Did you have a rat named Jerry?
I didn’t know what else to ask, and I saw him wrinkle in the mirror.
“Sorry, it’s time. He bowed to me again, “Looks like he can only see you again.” I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
His figure is disappearing.
The mirror soon appeared with words.
“How’s that? How’s this? I’m sorry.
He had a little bit of pride in his tone.
“Well, this is okay.”
“I’ve had a hard time getting him out. I’m sorry.
Yo, proud.
“Come on, you’ve done your job. When’s the next time you see me again? I’m sorry.
“At least a day later, why? I’m sorry.
“It’s hard to find someone to talk to, just for a minute, what can I do? I’m sorry.
“But Miri is the best voice in a ghost I can find. I’m sorry.
“He looks like a gentleman. I’m sorry.
“Well… wait, there’s feedback. I’m sorry.
“There’s still feedback. Where’s the fare?”
“Well, he said you didn’t hold the hammer, and he was happy. I’m sorry.
“…”
“And this, ha ha ha ha, he said you knew his name was gonna look red… No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. It looks innocent.
In the mirror, I saw myself with something.
Well, that’s right.
15
On a night when the clouds rained, I suddenly remembered something.
“Yo”? I’m sorry.
“You don’t even want to call my name anymore, do you? One sentence appeared in the mirror.
“Ask about something?”
Say it. I’m sorry.
“That day at my old company you remember? I’m sorry.
“Did you say I saved your life when the accident exploded and the whole floor was gone? I’m sorry.
“Right, right, you actually remember. I’m sorry.
“It’s hard to forget…”
“Just that time, how did you know it was going to explode? I’m sorry.
“This…”
I look forward to staring at it.
“Uh, ghost told me. I’m sorry.
“You’re full of shit. And We exposed it without mercy, and said, “You yourself say ghosts will not come near people.” I’m sorry.
“It’s a big deal.”
“I can see you in the mirror! I’m sorry.
“Well, it’s a nice day…”
I looked at the clouds and laughed twice.
“Bullety, go on. I’m sorry.
“Then promise you won’t threaten me with a hammer.” I’m sorry.
“Yeah!” I said yes.
“Neither the hammer nor the chisel!” I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
“The screwdriver and the scissors, not even the knives! I’m sorry.
“Want to think about this floor, I’d underestimate you.
I can hear you when you sound so small! What’s the use of keeping your voice down? I’m sorry.
“All right, all right. I won’t threaten you with destruction, okay? I’m sorry.
“Well, that’s about it. Well, to put it simply, I can shift my vision and my body through a layer of reflection. It is simply possible to move quickly, but it takes almost a day for the body to move from one object to another. I’m sorry.
“to another resonant object?” I’m sorry.
“Well, although, technically, everything can reflect, if I really move on to something like stone, it’s going to take hundreds of years. I’m sorry.
“Let me guess, you were buried last time and it took a long time to move out? I’m sorry.
“Well, you’re the first person I’ve met since I moved to this mirror. I’m sorry.
“That means…”
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“It doesn’t matter if I smash the mirror? I’m sorry.
“I thought you said you’d do it. I’m sorry.
“I’ll just ask. I’m sorry.
“Yes, but then my instinct will be scattered over every lens, and then it will take time to come up with a new, complete me. I’m sorry.
“Oh, yeah…”
“But now you know it’s useless to break a mirror! I’ll show off!”
“Then I say…”
“Don’t say that you can’t help me now, I’m free!”
“You’re not listening to me…”
“Hey, I’m not listening!
I took a big breath.
“If you give me my skin again, I’ll put you in a container and pour concrete into the sea!” I’m sorry.
There’s nothing on the mirror.
“This… sister, I’m kidding.
“You laugh again?”
It’s quiet.
16
I’m going to learn to cook.
“Do you cook in mirrors? I’m sorry.
“…”
“Teach me to cook. I’m sorry.
“I have no hands.”
“It’s okay, you hit the recipe on the mirror, I’ll do it. I’m sorry.
“Forget it. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“I have a long history of not making modern food. I’m sorry.
“Ooh! I looked at it up and down, “So you’re very fond of ancient food? I’m sorry.
“I can’t say so…”
“Okay, bring the recipe!”
“How does it feel that I’ve been doing more and more lately…” says in the mirror that I have a recipe on the mirror.
“Let me see the wine black truffle caviar foie gras…”
No, what’s all this?
“Can’t you get me a recipe I can make? How can I have any of this? I’m sorry.
“I wasn’t a cook…”
“It’s okay. I’m sorry.
“What do you mean it doesn’t matter…”
“You have to get one today. I’m sorry.
“No, sister, I really don’t! Even if you didn’t tear me apart, you didn’t! I’m sorry.
It looked at me and ordered concrete on the Internet, and the whole mirror was shaking.
“Ahhh… Okay. I’m sorry.
“What are you going to do now? I’m sorry.
“No! No! * I’m speaking loudly *
It scared me.
“I must do it myself!”
I opened the fridge.
“Fuie gras. I’m sorry.
“Then caviar … it should be okay to replace it with godmother.” I’m sorry.
“The wine can also be replaced with beer. I’m sorry.
“The word black truffles is fungus anyway, use mushrooms. I’m sorry.
I walked into the kitchen with a bunch of stuff and I followed the recipe step by step.
An hour later, I and he looked in the bowl and looked at all the dark stuff.
“Did you change the recipe? “The mirror explores me.
I shook my head.
We saw it for a while.
“When you used to cook, was that the color of the food? I’m sorry.
“…”
“Okay. I’m sorry.
After about 10 minutes of intellectual struggle, I shuddered with a spoon, based on the principle of not wasting.
Don’t ask me why I got a spoon.
Because chopsticks can’t pick up that shit anymore.
I wrapped the spoon in my mouth and swallowed it as fast as I could.
And then…
I threw the food away.
“Ah…” The mirror groans, “Wasting food.” I’m sorry.
I thought it was right.
17
Even if I only had one bite, I’d have been hit.
I got sick that night.
After a day of confusion, I finally survived.
But life has many wonderful things.
For example, one of the great expectations of every day is to talk to Miri.
He said he was a European and owned a liquor store.
And I talked a lot about ancient rituals.
“How can you continue to learn to learn when you’re like this? I’m sorry.
I was careful.
“It can be, but it’s becoming more difficult for me to accept it because of technological developments in recent years. I’m sorry.
“What else do you know about technology? I’m sorry.
“Well, there are always well-informed people who can pass on the news. I’m sorry.
“Does the language make sense?”
“It doesn’t make sense, so we usually call on businessmen who speak all kinds of languages. I’m sorry.
“Why don’t you learn language if you can accept knowledge? I’m sorry.
“There’s no book here, and it’s possible to learn his wrong accent and habits from others. For me, I don’t want to take that kind of study. I’m sorry.
“But I think you speak good Chinese. I’m sorry.
He smiled.
“This is a simultaneous interpretation. I’m sorry.
“Oh, that means the mirror is translating for you? I’m sorry.
“Yes, and on our side it has tried to clarify the rumors about you. I’m sorry.
This mirror so good?
“It’s almost time. He took a watch and looked at it.
“Well, see you tomorrow?”
“See you tomorrow. I’m sorry.
His figure is disappearing.
I took a sip of coffee.
“How was your day? The mirror asks me.
“Well, we got a little bit of information on that side. I’m sorry.
“He won’t tell you anything about me, will he? I’m sorry.
“Oh? He knows about you? I’m sorry.
“Don’t know, don’t know. The mirror rushes to deny.
“I see. Ask him next time. I’m sorry.
“This is to the effect.” I’m sorry.
Mirrors seem to be upset.
Well, mirrors don’t look so stupid.
I can’t believe I’m supposed to say something nice to me in secret through Miri.
But he forgot a little.
I’ve been watching his mouth for days.
He didn’t even speak English.
18
I turned off the novel on the phone, and I was suffocating.
“What’s wrong?” The mirror asked me.
“I was just reading novels. I’m sorry.
“So what?”
“There are many things that people have. I’m sorry.
Like what?
“Many, like an old man who can refine, a ring that can store, and a place to be resurrected…”
“That’s a legend. I’m sorry.
“So what?”
“These things don’t happen in real life. I’m sorry.
It’s not possible for a mirror to think on its own.
“Anyway, you must have some special function. I’m sorry.
“A ghost doesn’t count?”
“Doesn’t it count?”
“Doesn’t it count if you can read the weather? I’m sorry.
“to provide you with a recipe…”
“I don’t care! Get a little more power! I’m sorry.
“I’m not a lamp…”
Change!
The mirror twisted it strangely and presented me.
I suddenly lost weight in the mirror.
“Does that count? “The mirror says,
“You can change my shape! I was surprised to say,
“You’re so stupid. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
I mean, the mirror saw me smiling nicely and quickly explained, “I just twisted the mirror and made you look different. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
“This is my function. I’m sorry.
“What’s the use of this?” I asked.
“Uh… can make you more self-esteem? I’m sorry.
“You mean I don’t have pride? I’m sorry.
“No, no, no. You see, I can do this. “The mirror said it twisted the mirror, and the light in the room came together in an instant and got stuck in my starly eyes.
Five minutes later.
“Are you all right?” The mirror looks at me worried.
I looked at it with my red, irritated eyes.
“You’re fucked. I’m sorry.
“It’s not that I can’t blame you for asking me what else I can do.”
“What’s the point? I’m sorry.
“How can that be useless?”
I stare at it, and I say nothing.
“So long as I get together…” The mirror is twisted again.
I had a bad feeling.
But it’s late.
Before I turned my head, the light in the room was in my eyes again.
The room echoes my screams.
Fifteen minutes later…
I finally got over it and looked at it with my sunglasses on.
I… I didn’t mean to…
The mirror innocently explains.
“All right. My voice is calm, “You will now gather the light on the curtains and I will save you from death.” I’m sorry.
That’s it?
“You get together. I’m sorry.
The mirror is twisted and all the light is on the curtains.
So I’m going to say it slowly.
“What? I’m sorry.
“You could have stopped looking in my eyes. I’m sorry.
“Yes…”
I lifted it out of the bedroom.
“Go get me and the penguins! * I threw it in the fridge and closed the door so hard *
I’ll have to spend the next few days with my sunglasses.
19
I decided to keep the mirror in the fridge and calm.
In various senses.
Without a mirror, my life went back to what it was before.
Worked for almost a month at the company, today was the day of interviews with foreign clients.
I sat in the conference room with a group of people in our company waiting for clients.
The door was pushed.
A line of deep-nose people came in.
Foreigners.
It’s still French.
I don’t know why it’s the mirror that’s telling me about me.
“The fire will blow… the fury-faced mouth… seventy-two changes…”
Is that the difference between people?
With the exception of pre-prepared manuscripts, the rest of my time was largely spent in anger.
Time is running out and I don’t come back until the old general stands up and announces the end of the meeting.
I stabbed my colleagues in secret.
“What did you just say?”
“They’ll be here for a while to observe our working state and level. I’m sorry.
Why can’t you touch the fish?
I’m angry and I want to hit.
I suddenly remembered there was a mirror at home.
It’s not a bit cruel … I think.
But soon I remembered the period when my eyes were red.
You deserve it! I mean, I mean, I mean, I’m like, I’m like, “Oh, my God.
When I got home, I couldn’t wait to get the mirror out of the fridge.
There’s only one word in the mirror.
“I’m frozen to death, don’t think. I’m sorry.
I believe in you.
“I’ll give you five seconds to show up or I’ll put you in the microwave.” I’m sorry.
There’s no change in the mirror at all.
I took it to the microwave.
“Sister, let’s talk. I’m sorry.
It just walked two steps out.
“What’s going on? I’m sorry.
“Don’t dare.” I’m sorry.
I put it back on the table and gave it a short warning for an hour.
“I just got back from a four-day refrigerator trip…”
“You’re not tired, you’re a mirror. “I can’t argue with you.
“It’s only then that you remember I’m a mirror…”
“Do you have any complaints? I’m sorry.
“None. I’m sorry.
“That’s good. I’m sorry.
“…”
The warning is over, and I have published another hour of discontent.
“You think your image is being blackmailed? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“And the image of others is the same, no matter what. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“So you’re upset? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“I can’t help it. The mirror says, “That place is a ghost world with no visual data. I’m sorry.
Hello? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“Does that mean that if I had visual data, I wouldn’t have been blackmailed? I’m sorry.
“Well it’s possible. I’m sorry.
“Can you pass my picture over? I’m sorry.
Not only will I now have a good reputation over there, but when I die, I’ll become a family celebrity.
“All right, all right…”
“But?”
“But it doesn’t work. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
“Do you know if you’re a husband? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“Why do you usually bring photos of me? I’m sorry.
“Separate evil.” I’m sorry.
“I think you can already imagine what you’re going to do when your pictures pass. I’m sorry.
“…”
Don’t say it’s a business opportunity…
“Go away. I’m sorry.
20
I got back in touch with Miri when I took out the mirror.
“It’s been a long time. He bowed to me.
“Well, long time no see. I also paid my respects.
“Do you have anything you want to know? I’m sorry.
“Well, I’d like to ask, what are the French used to? I’m sorry.
He’s obviously waking up.
“The French?”
“Well, you know something, don’t you? I’m sorry.
“Yes. “They love to be friends, they laugh, but they don’t have any bad intentions, and then they have a certain demand for food…”
“What kind of love is it?” I’m sorry.
“is to go out and make friends with all kinds of people and then share current news and their views. I’m sorry.
“What better to talk about when I’m dealing with a young French man? I said it deliberately.
“This… it depends on the preferences of different people, and if he prefers to talk and is not very resistant to the subject of national differences, he can start with this. I’m sorry.
I don’t know why, I think he’s a little laughter.
I pretended I didn’t notice, kept asking.
“What kind of joke is that? I’m sorry.
“In general, do not rise to the historical level, and then keep some social distance. I’m sorry.
I pretended to be a nod.
“What we say today, please don’t convey it to the mirror. I’m sorry.
“Can I know why?”
“It’s hard to say. “I’m acting like I’m in trouble.
“Good… good. I’m sorry.
I feel like his sweat is coming down.
I looked at the clock.
“It’s almost today. Let’s get to it. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
He bowed again and soon disappeared.
It appeared on the mirror immediately.
“What have you been through? I’m sorry.
“It’s been a long day. “I have a smile in my mouth.
“This is because he left today without a word, and I thought something had happened, so I asked. I’m sorry.
“Nothing happened. I’m sorry.
“How did he get so fast? I’m sorry.
“How do I know? Maybe I want to go to the bathroom. I’m sorry.
“The ghost doesn’t want to go to the bathroom…”
“Then I don’t know. I’m sorry.
I look in the mirror and I don’t know how to open my mouth.
I need to find a word to describe my mood.
Probably.
Really cool.
21
I recently returned to my daily practice of bringing mirrors to the company.
And now, in addition to talking to me every day, it’s knocking on the side about the little brother of France.
Am I that loose?
That’s why it hasn’t been able to find anything since I’ve had a Frenchman, a young man.
At some noon, when there’s no one around, I’m playing with it again.
“Do you know how Miri is now? I asked it.
“I don’t know. You just saw him yesterday. I’m sorry.
“I say now. I’m sorry.
“He doesn’t live in my house. I’m sorry.
“You have a home?”
“Of course I have a home…”
“What do you want home for?”
“Can I have a home? I’m sorry.
“It’s not like you don’t sleep or eat. What good do you want? I’m sorry.
“Does it just eat and sleep?”
“Or else?”
The mirror was silent for a while, “You’re right. I’m sorry.
“You see, I told you you wanted home. I’m sorry.
“I want to eat…”
“Oh, you want to eat?”
“Bullshit, all kinds of great men, like Lu Xian, Tang San, Panthers’ heads, the Jade Emperor said something. I’m sorry.
There is no one but Luxur!
“They all said, “I’m hungry.” I’m sorry.
“You’ve got to be kidding me. I’m sorry.
“No, no, no, no. Think about it. It’s a man who said that when he was a child. I’m sorry.
I thought about it.
It’s hard to argue, but there’s always a feeling of being deceived.
“I don’t have one. I am forced to argue.
“No way. I’m sorry.
When I was a kid, I said, “Mom, hungry, hungry.” I’m sorry.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…”
“Smoke a hammer! I’m sorry.
I saw someone when I was angry.
That little French brother just passed by me.
He didn’t seem to control his face, ended up pulling his own mouth, showing a big smile and then turning his head and moving away.
I wanted to die.
Turn your head to the mirror, the unconscionable is laughing.
“Aah-aah-aah-aah! “And We shook it hard.
I don’t have a face! I tried to silence my voice to avoid being heard again.
“You yourself said ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…”
I buried red faces in my hands.
22
It’s been a long time.
One day I asked it.
Mirror?
“What? I’m sorry.
“Did something happen to you lately? I’m sorry.
“What do you mean what happened…”
“It just doesn’t change much. I’m sorry.
“I think one of the big changes recently was that my neighbor got married. I’m sorry.
It’s not what I want to know, but my curiosity is caught up.
“What kind of change is this?” I’m sorry.
“The neighbor has been divorced for over 4,000 years…”
I figured out that his neighbor was supposed to be an ape.
“This…”
“And he recently married a girl who had just been there for a few days. I’m sorry.
What? I’m sorry.
“I wish them both the best, the girl who didn’t know that my neighbor’s marriage had lasted for over 8,000 years…” says the mirror.
“No, I have a problem.”
I suddenly realized a very serious problem.
Say it. I’m sorry.
“You know your neighbor’s marriage for over 8,000 years, and then over 4,000 years… so you’re an ape? I’m sorry.
In my mind, the mirror scratches and jumps.
“…”
I wouldn’t have guessed it was over, would I?
“I find you’re getting more and more IQ lately. “The mirror finally says,
What do you mean?
“Can’t I talk to him after moving in? I’m sorry.
“Can you talk to a monkey? I’m sorry.
“First of all, that’s at least an ape. Second of all, he’s learned a little bit of language after all this time. Is it strange that I can talk to him? I’m sorry.
“Well, what does that girl think of him? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know, but she was an archaeologist, so I thought it was normal. I’m sorry.
“Anything else?” I asked.
“Nothing. “What do you expect?”
My rumors! I’m sorry.
“Oh that, that’s better lately…”
“That’s good. I’m sorry.
“It’s probably a few hundred years away.”
Don’t breathe! I’m sorry.
I’m sad.
“But I have another way. The mirror says:
“Oh? Tell me. I’m sorry.
“Just give me the right to take a portrait, if I sell your video material this way and when you come here, everyone must look at you with great respect. I’m sorry.
“You seem to be inextricably linked to the unlucky merchants there. I’m sorry.
“Ha-ha-ha, that’s not so deep. I’m sorry.
“I’m not exaggerating you. I’m sorry.
“Oh, is that so?”
Silence for a while.
“So can we put the right to image…”
“Go away. I’m sorry.
23
“Why do you think ghosts don’t like studying? I asked for a mirror.
“Do you like it?” The mirror asks me.
“I don’t like it…”
“That’s good? I’m sorry.
“But it was thousands of years! What have your neighbors learned since 12,000 years ago, besides language? I’m sorry.
“That’s amazing.”
What? I’m sorry.
“I’m telling you, he’s been dubbed a model here…”
“What an example! It’s an example to learn language for 10,000 years? I’m sorry.
“Well, think about Miri. Didn’t he learn Chinese? I’m sorry.
“You call him out and I’ll ask him myself. I’m sorry.
“Come on! The mirror disappeared.
Soon, Miri showed up.
“You’re looking for me?” He was so polite.
“Let me ask you, is learning a difficult thing at your side? I’m sorry.
“Well, it’s very difficult to learn with your own, uh, original consciousness, because when you become a ghost, you have no body and no brain as a learning tool. I’m sorry.
“So most people don’t really learn because it’s too inefficient, right? I’m sorry.
“Well, this is it. I’m sorry.
“You said you didn’t learn Chinese. It was a mirror translation, right? I’m sorry.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
I decided to expose him, “Why do I look at your lips when you talk? I’m sorry.
He stopped.
Silence for a while.
“This is because, uh, during simultaneous interpretation, the translation is not just, uh, the language, in order to keep our communication as confidential as possible, but it gives me the ability to speak Chinese directly by giving it to me on a temporary basis. I’m sorry.
He started with a bump, but later became fluent.
“So how do you know this language is Chinese? I asked him again.
“The mirror told me that this language is Chinese. He didn’t hesitate to say anything.
“Then why do you know it’s a mirror? I’m sorry.
“It told me before. I’m sorry.
So you’ve turned the strategy into a mirror, no matter what I ask?
“I didn’t expect you to be more perceptive than I thought. And he smiled, and he said, “Well, today’s almost…”
“35 seconds. I said:
“What? He didn’t respond.
“The time is now, one minute thirty-five seconds. I smiled and said, “It’s time out. I’m sorry.
“It’s…” he’s strangling.
“All my questions are to delay, and as the mirror said before, you cannot stay here for more than a minute. I’m sorry.
“No way, it definitely didn’t say that. He consciously refuted it.
“Oh, how can you be so sure? Did it even tell you what I said? I’m sorry.
If he admits it, then the mirror dies; if he denies it, he must tell me why he knows what he told me.
“Then I can reasonably assume that you are the mirror. I threw my final conclusions out.
“I didn’t think so,” he lamented.
“No more? I’m sorry.
“You know what else to pretend? He asked me back.
“I thought you could still round it up. I’m sorry.
“How does this go back?”
“You can say, “It’s not just our common sense to stay here for a minute. I’m sorry.
He stopped again.
“This is not just one minute here, it’s our common sense that mirrors can’t tell you the wrong knowledge. I’m sorry.
He smiled to me.
“…”
“It’s time for me to go.”
“Come back. I’m sorry.
He shivered, and there was a re-emergence of an already blurred figure.
“Do you want to fool me? Do I look like a fool?”
“This I’m not lying to you. I’m sorry.
“Hey, wait a minute. I cut him off, and I said, “You organize your language, or I might kill the mirror. I’m sorry.
“…”
“Give up. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
24
“Today he makes breakfast at home and then takes a taxi to work. I’m sorry.
“Do you know how much time and how much it takes me? I’m sorry.
“Trust me. Miri told me.
Since then, mirrors have given up their disguise and talked to me as Miri.
I hate to cook breakfast myself, so I’m not gonna eat.
“By the way, there’s no takeout for lunch or dinner. I’m sorry.
“You’re trying to get me on your side. I’m sorry.
“Really. He said:
Okay.
I got up early and made breakfast.
He’s been giving me weird advice lately.
I don’t know why.
It’s like a mirror that changes me every day.
And it seems as if as I get sleepy, the little brother of France is watching me more and more.
He’ll look at me every day, and then I’ll have to stand up and laugh at him.
Then a head falls down on the table and starts to feel.
One day I couldn’t stand it. I took a vacation to catch up.
“That… that Frenchman looks at you every day. The mirror told me.
“What? I’m tired of my voice saying, “Are you jealous? I’m sorry.
“…”
“Let me sleep…”
“What about the meal? I’m sorry.
“You can’t order out yet? I’m sorry.
“Well…”
“Get up and do…”
I fell asleep after that.
It’s been over 10 hours since I got up.
I opened the fridge and found nothing.
“Do you know what happened in the mirror? I’m sorry.
“Do you ask me that too?”
“Don’t ask who?”
Ask yourself…
Oh, I think I’m done.
“Can I order some takeout?”
“If you don’t go out, it’s fine. I’m sorry.
Great.
I ordered take-out and then I went back to sleep.
That’s the day gone.
When I get up again, it’s clear.
“What took me so long? I’m sorry.
I dodo.
‘Cause you ordered takeout. I’m sorry.
“What’s the necessary connection … you’re right. I’m sorry.
I’ve just broken a word in the mirror.
“Can we order takeout today?”
“No. You’ll fall asleep.”
“If I’m full, I’m not sleepy anymore! I’m sorry.
“No, you’ll fall asleep. I’m sorry.
“I really don’t…”
“No, you will. I’m sorry.
What the hell?
25
After two days off, I went back to the company.
It took me a day to get the job down.
That’s it. My life has returned to peace.
At least I thought so.
On the afternoon of the end of the French company’s visit to us, I finished all the work of the day and had a nice cup of coffee.
Look around, we’re almost resting.
Well, that’s good. I wouldn’t be so obvious if everyone was fishing.
And then I saw a small corner where the French were all around and said something.
Then their eyes looked at me.
The fish is found!
I was busy looking at the project, staring at the computer screen.
Mirror?
My mouth is open and I don’t say anything.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“Did they just look at me? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“What are they talking about? I’m sorry.
“Uh… it’s got nothing to do with you. I’m sorry.
What? I’m sorry.
Are these people telling stories?
Is that the French?
“So listen to what they’re talking about. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know. I’m sorry.
“Why don’t you know now? I’m sorry.
“I look at things on the basis of reflection… they’re hiding in that corner, without light or reflection, how can I see what they’re saying…”
“Ahhh…”
“What, want to play with them?”
“What? I’m sorry.
“If you want to play with them, just tell them…”
“I want to play with you! I’m all stupid. “They were looking at me. I’m sorry.
“is it now a flower enthusiast…”
“What?
“Ah, young man now…”
“You’re done. I calmed down and said,
Don’t!
“It’s okay, you can greet your death in peace. I’m sorry.
I threw it in the bag, and I was gonna wait till I got home.
And that’s when one of the French stood up and came to me.
“Well, can you stay a little while after work? I’m sorry.
He asked me in Chinese with a strong French country.
“Oh, okay. I’m sorry.
As long as you don’t pull me for a story.
That’s it.
Soon everyone will be gone. The big office is just the two of us.
I’m holding a bunch of information to tell him about the connection.
“Do you have a mirror?” He suddenly asked me.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
“Can I have a picture?”
I took the mirror out of the bag and turned the mirror towards him.
He looked at the mirror and drew two hairs with his hand, then a little nod over me.
His phone rings.
“Sorry, pick up the phone…”
He then stepped out of the office.
I shrugged my shoulder and I was going to put the mirror back in the bag.
Run. I’m sorry.
There’s only one word in the mirror.
26
I’ve got a tight heart.
“What’s wrong?”
Words become blood red. The last time this happened was when the whole floor exploded.
I didn’t think about it, stuffing it in a bag and running downstairs.
The Frenchman’s back.
“What’s wrong?” He asked me.
I didn’t have time to talk to him.
“Come back. I’m sorry.
A low sound was ringing behind my back.
I turned back, and the French man was no longer the face of goodness. He pulled his face off, pulled a gun out of his arms and pointed it at me.
I slowly turned and pressed 110 on my cell phone.
“Why do you have a gun? I’ve reached the police, and I’ve said it out loud.
“It’s true that it’s not easy to get a gun in China. ”He has also become completely out of touch with a foreign accent, as someone who grew up in China.
“What do you want? I’m sure the police will come and I’m starting to make sure I’m safe.
“It’s simple. “Give me the mirror.” I’m sorry.
“What do you mean?” I’m stuck.
“Do I have to be clear? Give me that mirror that communicates. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m sorry.
“Don’t know? It doesn’t matter. Give me the mirror you just showed me so you can leave safely today. I’m sorry.
“I know you don’t want to kill me, but you’re prepared for this. “I started negotiations with him and delayed.
“You’re right. I’m sorry.
“As a sign of good faith, I threw my phone on the ground and didn’t call the police. I said I put the screen on the floor with the phone that had been ringing the police phone for several minutes.
He looked at me a little surprised.
“Now we can talk. I pretended to be calm.
He thought, put the gun down and put it down.
“I think I’m entitled to know what you want with this mirror, after all, it doesn’t make any difference to me. I’m sorry.
“It may have something to do with a very well-established family. He did not reveal much to me.
“Oh…” I thought for a few seconds, slowly walking to the window.
I can already see cars parked under this building and people are starting to come in.
“I’m sure this is the 15th floor, and even if I jump, I won’t survive, right? I’m just kidding.
“You seem very conscious. I’m sorry.
“What good can I get?” “I slowly left the window and sat on a chair that was a little distance from the window.
“Not dead. He said, “The gun is up again.”
“I think you may have a misunderstanding. I said, “You want this mirror, you pay for it, so I give it to you, you give it to me.” I’m not gonna call the police, and you don’t have to worry about getting caught. It’s good for both of us, right? I’m sorry.
“How much do you want?”
Three thousand, isn’t it?
“We’ll call you. I’m sorry.
“How can I be sure?”
“Whatever. “Give me the mirror.” I’m sorry.
I slowly pulled the mirror out of the bag and looked at him.
“This?”
“Throw it over. I’m sorry.
I laughed.
Focus. I’m sorry.
“What? “He doesn’t seem to hear it.
“No talking to you, I said, focus. I’m sorry.
The mirror was twisted and all the light coming from the window was focused on his eyes.
He had a sting in his eyes and consciously pulled the trigger at me.
I was prepared to hide from the gun.
There’s already a mess outside the hallway.
I held the mirror so that he could never see me and kept changing places in the office under the cover of numerous chairs and tables.
He covered his face with his arms and then opened the gun indiscriminately, following the sound.
Police! Freeze!
The voices of kindness were ringing, and I heard the crowd coming.
I was relieved, I stood up and raised the mirror to my chest.
Bang.
I feel like I’ve been hit hard on my chest, and the whole person has taken a few steps backwards, uncontrollably.
One look down, a yellow-cut bullet is embedded in the mirror, and the mirror has broken into several pieces.
The French man showed a smile of victory and was then thrown to the ground.
27
I’m fine. The mirror took almost all the damage.
Fortunately, I put the mirror in my bag before the police came.
I was wearing a blanket and sitting next to the police car.
“Can I go home before I go to the police? I asked the police.
He noded his head.
I came home in a police car, and I didn’t even take my shoes off, ran into the door, opened the closet, and put the already broken mirror face to face in front of the mirror on the closet door.
It said it could move.
That’s it. I’ve been waiting anxiously for an hour.
When the police pressed me for the sixth time, I had no way to leave the mirror there and get in the car alone.
The police carried a transparent bag.
“Where’s the mirror?” He asked me.
“by the closet. I’m sorry.
“What’s going on there…” he murmured and told the police to take the bag.
After a while, when I saw that bag in the police car with a broken mirror, I knew there was no way.
After I went to the police station to take a statement, I went home.
Look at that big mirror and I knocked with a little hope.
Mirror?
No response.
“Mirey? I’m sorry.
Still no response.
The next morning, I knocked again with hope, and there was still no response.
The boss called me and gave me a week off.
“Why is your voice so dumb? My boss asked me with concern.
“I… lost a very important one…”
I thought about it and went on.
“It’s important people. I’m sorry.
The superior was silent for a while, comforted me with two words and hung up the phone.
I’m holding my hand on my cell phone, and I don’t have any muscle.
The room was quiet and there was no sound.
28
A month later, I’m used to living without a mirror.
That morning, as usual, I opened the closet and was going to change.
Open the door, a man who looks like a European aristocrat, dressed in black and with a silver staff.
“Good morning, beautiful lady. I’m sorry.
He bowed to me.
I stopped.
“Hey, it’s not you who cried. I didn’t mean it! I came back today and wanted to make a joke with you…”
I touched my cheeks, really. There’s two rows of wet stuff going down.
I squeezed out a smile worse than crying.
Get out! I’m sorry.
I said close the locker and go to the window.
It’s a nice day, birdy.
Case number: YX01Yg42VryKyJ0E0
The hole in the wall.
Red alert: My world has collapsed.
Under the light, wait.
x
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
