Wen Qing silently looked at the man in the mirror, wondering why this mirror spirit was so weird.
With his similar face, but with a completely different tone and demeanor.
Wen Qing asked slowly: "Do you have to look similar to me?"
"Can you change your face?" He paused, then added, "Or back into a mirror."
Hearing his words, Wen Jing laughed softly.
He took a step forward, stood in front of the mirror, stared at Wen Qing, and said with a smile, "I'm not a mirror."
After speaking, Wen Jing raised his hand and put his fingertips on the mirror.
Wave-like lines suddenly appeared on the flat mirror surface, spreading out from Wen Jing as the center, covering the entire mirror.
Wen Qing was startled, watching Wen Jing's fingers slowly stretched out of the mirror and exposed to the air.
Then came the wrists, arms... In the blink of an eye, Wen Jing walked out of the mirror.
Wen Jing walked straight in front of Wen Qing, lowered her head, and said in an ambiguous tone, "I'm you, Qing Qing."
Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and stared at him blankly.
Can Wen Jing walk out of the mirror? !
Wen Jing's body is no different from that of an ordinary human being, and his appearance looks like a living person.
And it's a human being who looks similar to himself.
Wen Qing suddenly understood why the maids wanted this mirror, which was similar to wishing for a clone when she was a child.
Let clones help you study, do homework, work...
Because this is his avatar, those maids dare not dispose of this mirror at will.
Wen Qing was in a daze for a while.
Wen Jing stood in front of him, allowing Wen to look at him lightly, and even turned around so that he could see his body clearly in all directions at 360 degrees.
After a while, seeing that Wen Qing still didn't speak, Wen Jing raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Do you need me to take off my clothes so you can see more clearly?"
"See if my body is a mirror, or is it what you want?"
Wen Qing came back to her senses, listening to Wen Jing's ending voice rising slightly, as if teasing, but also as if she was really letting herself see clearly.
He looked at Wen Jing, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Wen Qing forced herself to stop thinking about it, and asked the most important question straight to the point: "You mean, are you my clone?"
Wen Jing blinked at him, and replied in a drawl: "You can understand it that way."
Wen pursed his lips lightly, and continued to ask: "Then can you know what I'm thinking?"
"No way," Wen Jing took a step forward, put his toes on Wen Qing's, lowered his head slowly, and asked in a low voice, "You can tell me what you're thinking."
He stared at the warm and bright red lips: "I like the way you talk."
Wen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, it's good that he doesn't know.
He looked at Wen Jing's face who was close at hand, and couldn't help but step back, putting a distance between them.
I didn't feel it when I was in the mirror. As soon as Wen Jing walked out, Wen Qingbian found that Wen Jing was more than a head taller than himself.
He had to raise his face slightly to talk to Wen Jing.
mirror, part｜body…
Different from myself, yet somewhat similar.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and in a flash, she suddenly figured it out.
The second young master Yu Xing is a strange monster, not a god.
Yuxing's abstinence at the beginning, Sikong's murder, the innocent and lovely little Jiyu...
The three of them were created, and none of them were real.
Maybe it came out of the mirror like Wen Jing in front of him.
It's a kind of mirror image.
The young master and Sikong have the same appearance, but completely different personalities.
Little Ji Yu and Ji Yu have similar looks, but also very different personalities.
That Wen Jing...
Thinking about it, Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she clenched her palms tightly.
He didn't dare to change his expression, lowered his brows and eyes to hide all his emotions, and said to Wen Jing, "I'm wondering if you really know everything?"
"Then can you tell me how to take them out of this castle?"
Wen Qing was not clear on purpose, waiting for Wen Jing's answer.
"I know something about you, Gentle," Wen Jing looked greedily at Wen Qing's obedient appearance, and continued, "But I can help you and let them leave this castle."
Wen Qingting understood, because this mirror is her clone, so Wen Jing only knows about the past.
He pursed his lips and asked again, "How can you help me?"
Wen Jing looked at him with a smile: "I can help you think."
"I'm smart."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she said to him, "If you're smart, I'm smart too."
Hearing this, Wen Jing laughed lightly: "Yes, Wei Wei is very smart."
"Gently is the same as me."
Wen Qing's heart sank, Wen Jing said that on purpose, to make himself think they were the same.
"Then do you have any other functions?"
Wen Jing snorted, and asked, "What do you want me to do?"
He couldn't help raising his hands, holding Wen Qing's face in both hands, rubbing gently on Wen Qing's cheek with his fingertips: "I can do anything."
"I can hold you and ride a horse, apply medicine to you..."
"Gently," Wen Jing lowered his head and leaned in front of Wen Qing, breathing heavily.
He looked at Wen Qing's gradually reddened earlobes, and said, "I will make Wen Qing happy."
"The person who knows Qingqing best is Qingqing himself, right?"
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and didn't respond.
His heartbeat started to speed up involuntarily, and he was a little afraid of Wen Jing.
Wen Qing didn't dare to show her emotions, nor did she dare to hide away, for fear that Wen Jing would find out that something was wrong.
He took a deep breath and said slowly: "There is too much information, I have to take it easy."
"Okay." Wen Jing nodded, and slowly let go of his hand.
Just as Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, the next second she felt Wen Jing's hand on her waist, and immediately picked him up.
Wen Qing couldn't help exclaiming: "You..."
Wen Jing hugged him and walked to the bed: "Young light want to sleep."
Wen Qing responded slowly.
Wen Jing walked to the bed in two or three steps, bent her lips and said, "Qing Qing's legs are uncomfortable, of course I need to hug them."
He didn't put Wen Qing directly on the bed, but stood by the bed, looked down at Wen Qing's trembling eyelashes, and asked, "Qing, is it me who hugs you comfortably? Or the housekeeper?"
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Wen Jing to ask the housekeeper.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Jing gently pinched his waist: "Did you not understand the problem?"
Wen Qing's body trembled after being pinched by him, and she immediately said, "You."
Wen Jing responded with satisfaction, bent down, and put Wen Qing on the bed.
He looked at Wen Qing's fair and delicate legs, his dark eyes deepened.
Wen Jing sat sideways on the edge of the bed, and lay directly next to Wen Qing, occupying the other half of the double bed.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, he opened his mouth, and after a while, he said softly to Wen Jing, "You should know that I like to sleep alone."
Wen Jing blinked: "Young can use me as a mirror now."
Wen Qing: "..."
After a moment of silence, he whispered, "If you want, I'll ask the housekeeper, Asha, to prepare a new room for you."
Wen Jing did not respond to this sentence, but said: "Wei Wei is not used to sleeping with others."
"In Wei Wei's eyes, am I someone else?"
Wen lightly pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "I, I'm not used to it yet..."
The smile on Wen Jing's face grew wider, his eyes darkened, and they were depressed.
He turned sideways, and slowly stroked Wen Qing's hair: "Then you should get used to it soon..."
Wen Jing lowered his head and kissed Wen Qing's forehead: "Good night."
"Good night, good night." Wen Qing was stunned for a while, but she didn't expect Wen Jing to compromise so easily.
He watched Wen Jing go straight to the mirror, walked into the mirror, and climbed onto the bed.
The moment Wen Jing was about to turn around, Wen Qing quickly looked away, covered the quilt directly over the top of her head.
He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, then raised his hand and touched his forehead.
Wen Jing's kiss was warm, and so was his body temperature. Unlike Sikong Yuxing and the others, he looked like an ordinary human being.
Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that humans are easier to deal with than strange ones.
He pursed his lips and began to think about what the tavern owner had said.
Yu Xing doesn't like to go out of the room, and Xiao Jiyu doesn't like to get along with others. Compared with being locked up here, the two of them seem to stay in the castle voluntarily.
Sikong should be the same as them, also afraid of leaving the castle, rather than being locked up.
But this Sikong obviously likes to kill people...
For a while, Wen Qing couldn't think of the reason why they were afraid to leave, so she had to think about another thing.
There is everything you want in the castle...
Wealth, beauty...
Yu Xing is desire, is this under his control
Or Sikong? Or Ji Yu
Wen lightly paused with his fingertips, Ji Yu, Ji Yu.
Xiao Jiyu asked him several times what he wanted.
Wen lightly pursed his lips, thinking to himself, I'll go to Xiao Jiyu tomorrow to ask for clarification.
Suddenly, he suddenly felt a gaze falling on him, and he could clearly feel it through the quilt.
It must be Wen Jing.
Wen Qing froze on the bed, not daring to move, for fear that Wen Jing would find out that she was pretending to be asleep.
He couldn't help shouting 001: [System...]
001 responded: [Well, I am here.]
Listening to 001's voice, Wen Qing barely felt a sense of security.
He whispered in his heart: [This dungeon is too difficult.]
[I may die at any time.]
Wen Qing continued to ask 001: [If I die, will you assign it to other players?]
001 did not answer this question, but said to him: [You will not die.]
[I will,] Wen Qing lowered his eyes sleepily, he couldn't see the hope of clearing the level at all, [This dungeon is too perverted.]
Originally there was only Yu Xing, but Si Kong turned out to be a pervert.
Even if the two mission objects are difficult to deal with, now there is a mirror image of myself.
Wen Qing said to 001: [If Sikong, Yu Xing and Xiao Jiyu are mirror images, then my mirror image must be bad too.]
Countless movies about mirror images, avatars, and clones flashed through his mind, and his eyelids twitched wildly.
Wen Qing wanted to cry and asked 001 without tears: [Does he want to replace me?]
001 was silent for a moment, and said to Wen Qing: [No.]
Wen Qing was taken aback, she didn't expect 001 to answer this question, and Wen Jing didn't want to replace herself.
What does Wen Jing want to do
Do you really want to help yourself
shouldn't...
Was my previous analysis wrong
Wen Qing thought about it, but couldn't find where she made a mistake in her analysis.
After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively asked 001: [What does Wen Jing want to do?]