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I'll squint on the sofa, bored and sleepy. Every day is the same, but I still roughly wash my face with sheep tallow soap in front of the mirror. I haven't gained weight, nor have I lost any. It seems that at a certain age, one's weight no longer changes. I must quickly glance in the mirror and record these feelings in words before I forget them, and then post them online in the hope of making a little extra money to live on. Last month's remittance was only five dollars, and even so, the remittance from the foreign bank has not yet arrived.
Ah, it's unspeakable.
Not wearing any clothes is to maintain a lower body temperature to cope with the increasingly hot weather. There is air conditioning, but if I can't afford the cost, then that's a different story.
I've been stuck here for a while, hmm, for quite some time. That day, I emerged from the mirror, and there was a sound outside the door: "Hello, plumber, please open the door!"
"What's going on?"
"We didn't contact anyone to fix the pipes!"
"It was the people downstairs who asked us to come and take a look."
Downstairs? Where did downstairs come from? Fool.
"Who is it!"
"Please open the door, thank you!"
He continued to pound on the door, unable to hide his impatience in his words.
"Get lost!"
"You immediately open the door, we are the police!"
Police?
Ah, looking through the peephole, it's definitely someone in uniform. But then I remembered the crime novels I read as a child, about criminals disguising themselves as police officers.
The door opened by itself before I even moved?
As soon as they opened the door, several burly men couldn't wait to barge in. Ah, a musty smell. Big and rough, their black uniforms were bound tightly like spandex.
"Hello."
One of them briefly flashed a police badge symbolically and then quickly put it away, arrogantly glancing around and gesturing to the others.
"Search."
"What are you doing, what are you doing!
Impudent waste of a dog, I shout loudly. Rude and vulgar, how can there be such a thing."
"I'll ask you directly, where is the thing?"
"What thing?"
"You answer it yourself and we'll find out, but they're of two different natures."
Hey hey, this pretentious attitude, tsk tsk, no different from those leaders who are high and mighty and completely disregard the facts. Swelling up like a worm, I'm afraid he'll burst if he takes a few more steps.
"Even though it's been searched thoroughly."
I forced myself not to vomit, meeting his pitiful, white eyes with those dark, sunken ones.
The little dog came back panting heavily, grumbling something under its breath. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down its muddy-colored forehead.
"Come with us for a trip."
white-eyed person listened to the report, furrowed his brow, and waved his hand to have them close the door. I was escorted into a black car that matched their uniforms.
It's both infuriating and amusing.
A building appeared before my eyes, not much different from the old world, at least it looks no different. People are the same.
Have I escaped from this cage? The bedroom in the mirror is gone forever. As for that door, I was still betting in my heart. The result was that the door opened just by putting my hand on the handle.
It wasn't like this before!
Being led to the police station like this. Listening to accusations from people I've never seen before, and hearing words I don't understand at all.
"Do you admit it?"
"Admit."
What is he talking about?
"Any objections?"
"No."
The white-eyed person furrowed their brow again, feeling puzzled.
"Don't you have anything to say about being the victim?"
"Hmm? What should I say."
"Seek understanding and meet the compensation conditions they have proposed."
"Seek understanding and meet the compensation conditions they have proposed."
Who knows how that white-eyed person suddenly became popular, suddenly stood up and shouted, "What kind of attitude is this? You shouldn't be so polite in begging for the other party's forgiveness, begging for leniency for us. 'Satisfy the compensation conditions they propose' sounds good, but what if the other party asks you to pay one million? Huh? Do you have the ability for that? I..."
"Then what are you guys doing?"
"I really don't understand," I asked in return. "What kind of thing requires a million in compensation? If such demands can be met, what do you guys even do for a living?" The white-eyed person rolled their eyes and seemed like they wanted to say something, but in the end, they fell silent in resignation.
I really don't understand why he's angry.
I only glanced at the lawsuit before signing it. It turns out I was accused of stealing a dress from a lady's balcony. The reason given was that the surveillance camera on the route that day only captured me and no one else. The dress was worth 39.9 yuan, and they are demanding 100 yuan in compensation.
It's such a trivial matter.
On paper, it's written like this, and the police also said the same. Finally, another middle-aged man from the Mediterranean came.
"100 yuan, right?"
He had just sat down and then stood up again, nervously smiling at me.
"It's all good, it's all good."
Hmm... I guess, the wife is in charge?
Oh well, who cares.
After finishing as quickly as possible, it was already late at night, and there were not many people outside.
"You guys have to take me back," I said.
"What place is this? I don't know the way."
Since someone got into trouble on the way back after the gathering, everyone should take responsibility, so it should be the same in this case.
I don't know if the laws of the old world apply here or are the same, and I don't know how the rule is here.
However,
Who cares.
After all, they are just fake people, that's all.
Yao Yao....
She surged into my heart again, and I suddenly felt lost about the future.
Other than that small home, I know nothing about this Mirror Realm.
And you, where are you now? How are you doing?
Let the miracle that often appears in my mind happen again, tell me something, anything is fine. Tell me something, anything will do.
"Don't do this kind of thing again in the future!"
The police officer stepped on the gas pedal and sped back, the siren blaring. Some people stuck their heads out, all of them elderly folks.
...
It seems that some things are the same everywhere.
Huh? The light is flashing in the room.
Yao Yao?
Yao Yao!
I ran over and tried to open the door with the key, but found it was locked and couldn't be opened at all.
The window, yes, the window!
I came to the window again and shouted loudly, we once gazed out together from there.
"Yao Yao！Yao Yao!"
The indoor lights suddenly went out, but there was no response.
How could this be?
!
Damn it, a thief got in!
How come I only realized it now? Why do I have to encounter bad luck all day long? It must have sneaked in when I was taken away. The barriers that once trapped me so fiercely, how come now any Tom, Dick, or Harry can get in.
I crouched down and lay in wait in the gap between the door and the window,
Rustle, rustle, rustle...
After a long time, the window was slowly pushed open, and a head cautiously poked out, looking around. I couldn't help but hold my breath and tighten my abdomen.
Girl?
The pitch-black darkness truly startled me, but upon closer inspection, I realized it was just hair.
Tap.
The door lock was twisted open, it looks like she's planning to slip away.
Hmph, thief, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time.
As she was already halfway out and about to close the door to leave, I took the opportunity to rush over and push her to the ground.
"Ah!"
After a scream, she struggled and said, "How could you be stronger than me?"
She still wanted to run outside, but I grabbed her hair with one hand and closed the door with the other. I watched as she flailed on the ground like someone being strangled.
"You've walked right into the gun, thief!"
Struggling is useless. Despite her resistance, I still tied her hair to the bedpost. I tied a tight knot, while she continued to scratch at her chest and stomach beneath me.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
The person was hysterically crying out as if I were some heinous criminal.
"Calm down, I will give you time to explain!"
I raised my voice in an attempt to calm her down, but it was futile.
"Look at me, look at me. Do you understand that I won't do anything to you!"
I shook my shoulders, hoping she would calm down. Ah, I really regret saying that...
"Then let go of me, let go of me!"
Reluctantly grabbing at the hair with both hands, wanting to untangle it, with snot and tears all over the face. The knees are still moving up and down.
Ah, my head really hurts...
"Listen, I..."
When I wanted to grab her shoulder again to calm her down, I felt a sudden dizziness. In the last moment of consciousness, I met her panicked eyes, and my feet stopped kicking and curling up, with my hands clasped in front of my chest.
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