As for Qi Li, he could be considered to have fulfilled Kanter's entrustment.
With Antonio there, the emotions shouldn't spread. But regarding the mood of fragrance science, we can only see if the fragrance alchemist can accept it after Kante and Sang Ye have negotiated compensation tomorrow.
Things were over here, and Angel returned to the manor. The first thing he did after he came back was to enter the wilderness of dreams.
Before, he secretly used the dream conch to drag the house of heart into the wilderness of dreams, and now is the time to test it.
In the secret room on the upper floor of the Demon Laboratory, Angel quietly looked at the House of Hearts on the table.
The appearance of this house of heart is no different from the house of heart that I saw on Sang Ye's hand before, and it also has a faint illusion atmosphere. Even if Angel doesn't need to experiment, he understands that the house of heart should be useful.
However, the House of Heart is useful, but it is still unknown whether it can work on Toby.
Angel still needs to enter it and test it out in person.
Angel did not hesitate, and directly activated the House of Heart. Covered by a faint red light, Angel only felt that his body was slightly weightless. When he woke up from the momentary trance, he had already stood in front of the House of Heart.
As before, at the end of the winding path is the House of Hearts.
Before approaching, I already smelled the strong fragrance of flowers. This kind of fragrance can relieve people's nervous emotions, but Angel himself is not nervous, so the floral fragrance has no effect on him.
He walked along the path with dark guts on both sides, and walked comfortably towards the house of heart that stood in the depths of darkness and chaos.
As he walked, the darkness on both sides of the trail seemed to be stained by halos, and the dim coat slowly faded away, revealing a vague outline.
"It's quite natural that the illusion is excessive." Angel looked at the blurred outlines around him and commented softly.
Then, Angel continued to walk forward. Not long after walking, his footsteps stopped.
Once again, he saw a dark shadow flash across the window of the wooden house.
That is the obsession in my heart, right? Angel pondered secretly, and continued to walk forward with a hint of curiosity. As Angel got closer and closer to the House of Heart, the blurred outlines around him gradually took shape.
The moment Angel stood at the door of the House of Heart, the environment in front of Angel all changed.
He did not stand at the door of the wooden house, but came to an exquisite wooden door.
The place he was in was no longer a winding path... Angel looked back and saw that it was a very ornately arranged corridor. As if in an instant, he came from outside to inside.
Angel looked at everything in front of him, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.
He was actually no stranger to this corridor. This is the corridor on the second floor of Pat Manor, and the door in front of him is his own room when he lived in Pat Manor.
"Does the House of Heart simulate my room?" Angel stretched out his hand and touched the pattern on the door: "The touch is very realistic. It's because of the phantom relationship that deceives my inner memory. Memory, extracted from the heart?"
Angel didn't think too much about this issue, because it wasn't his focus today. Angel pushed the door open with force in his hand.
As the door was pushed open, Angel thought he would see his obsession sitting inside, but he didn't.
It was empty and there was no one there.
Angel walked in, and the layout inside was exactly the same as his room.
Angel seemed to have really returned home. First, he sat at the desk and flipped through the books in the past. Then, wandering around the house for a while, and finally came to the bedroom.
There is still no one in the bedroom, but there is a place where there is a slight sense of incongruity.
It was the mirror beside the bed.
At first glance, there seems to be no problem with this standing mirror, but when Angel looked at it from a distance, he found that the mirror did not reflect the bed in front of it, but a dark piece, like a dark door.
Looking at this standing mirror, Angel seemed to recall something, and his expression became slightly solemn.
"Could it be him?" Angel murmured in a low voice, walking slowly towards the mirror.
Just as he was about to touch the mirror, a voice sounded from behind him: "Are you sure you want to go there?"
This voice was slightly low, but the voice was very familiar to Angel. He paused, looked back, and at some point, there was another person at the door of his bedroom.
It was a man in a burgundy gentleman's suit. He was tall, fair-skinned, with golden hair and blue-sea eyes.
Handsome, noble, and elegant.
However, when Angel looked at him, he only felt as if he was looking in a mirror. Because the person on the opposite side is himself, only the clothes are different and the eyes are different. His eyes were even darker, as if reflecting the dark universe.
"Who are you?" Angel paused: "My obsession? Or, my obsession?"
"You can think so, don't you just want to see me here?" Angel in red said calmly.
"Then what is it?" Angel pointed to the mirror in the bedroom.
"You should have an answer in your heart, right? That's you too, just another you." Angel in red took a step back and sat on the sofa: "Are you sure you're going to face him now? What you should know , he's overstepped the rules, and he might have his sights set on you."
"Instead of confirming the unknown, come and talk to me." The red-clothed Angel paused and pointed at the door: "Of course, you can leave at any time."
When he saw this scene, Angel faintly had an answer in his heart.
Inner demons are not so easy to talk about, and the person in front of them is definitely not an inner demon.
Just as he told Sang Ye, there is indeed no demon in his heart that can be turned into a demon. The red-clothed Angel in front of him is more likely to be a mixture of emotions, memories and obsessions.
Also because of the identity of the other party, Angel can also guess why he blocked himself.
However, Angel did not listen to his advice and still walked in the direction of the mirror. When he looked into the mirror, as he had guessed, he didn't see anyone, but saw the familiar darkness and the breath of nightmare that almost rushed out of the mirror.
Sure enough, this mirror is related to... Sharapova.
Angel once had a dream that he saw another me in the mirror in his room. But not him in reality, but another me in the nightmare world.
In the house of the heart, this mirror surface was actually simulated.
Is it because this is the biggest worry in his heart
Angel didn't spend much time in front of the mirror, even if it was just a mirror simulated by the House of Heart, but as his obsession said: the existence in the nightmare world surpassed the rules and might really perceive him . And Angel is still not ready to face the other side.
So, he backed out.
"It seems that you should have a choice. So, do you want to chat with me?" Angel in red was sitting on the sofa, holding a wine glass in his hand, but the transparent wine glass was not filled with wine, but Pure white liquid with a strong milky smell.
Angel shook his head and went directly to the door: "No, you didn't plan to come out at first, so you know that we don't need to meet at all."
Since he hasn't become a demon, Angel doesn't care about this obsessive person at all. There is no need for him to talk to the other party, because he knows himself too well, and no one knows his emotions, desires and obsessions better than himself.
Angel in red smiled, raised the cup in his hand and nodded in the direction of Angel, and the figure slowly disappeared.