Yuan Qingli pursed her lips tightly, dragged her stiff legs and slowly walked towards the bathtub, picked up her mobile phone and connected it.
"Hey...it took you so long to answer the phone..."
Hearing this, Yuan Qingli said subconsciously: "If you don't buy a house and have children, you won't be able to cure impotence. Thank you."
"..."
The person on the other end obviously didn't expect such an answer. He was stunned for a moment before speaking.
"I'm locked up...help me, help me..."
"I'm just a weak woman with no strength. I can't save you. Why don't you call the police?" Yuan Qingli suggested sincerely.
"Help me...you are so close to me...I can see you...save me! Hurry!"
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Qingli couldn't help but feel horrified. I don’t know if the person on the other side is a human or a ghost, and he says he can see her. Where is she?
She quickly looked left and right, up and down, only a few afterimages fell in her eyes, and then she looked away calmly: "I didn't see it. You can call someone else."
From your point of view, if you can see it, there is a ghost.
The guy across from me said, "Go to the mirror."
Yuan Qingli hesitated for a moment, then walked up to the mirror. She kept it in mind, only looked at the mirror, and then stood sideways.
As if by mistake, she saw herself in the mirror stabbing her eyes with scissors.
The rusty scissors don't look so sharp, but instead look like they have a silent madness.
The scissors went straight towards the eyeball, and the momentum was not blocked by anything.
Yuan Qingli clearly heard the sound of a water-filled balloon being punctured.
But at this time, I didn't even blink my eyelids. Instead, I had a satisfied smile on my lips, as if I was carving a perfect work of art.
The artwork was successfully carved, and bursts of cold wind blew out of the dark eyes, directly gouging Yuan Qingli's heart.
Only then did dark red blood drip from the eye sockets, moving down the pale cheek to the corner of the mouth. Yuan Qingli stuck out her tongue and brought the blood droplets that were about to escape into her mouth, her face turned quite rosy.
After that, Yuan Qingli stared at herself in the mirror, opened her mouth slightly, and with happiness and excitement, her men started to operate frantically.
"Ah!" Yuan Qingli felt cold sweat all over her back, and sat down on the toilet, breathing heavily.
After she recovered, she felt the stinging pain in her left eye and quickly reached out to touch it. Fortunately, it was just an illusion in the mirror.
What is this mirror, or behind the mirror...? How could he lead her into such a terrifying illusion.
Yuan Qingli frowned and exhaled. Just as he was about to leave the bathroom, the voice came again.
"I'm locked in a mirror, please rescue me quickly..."
"I'm going to get something to knock." Yuan Qingli was still frightened.
"No, no, no! Don't do this!" The voice became even more frightened.
Yuan Qingli ignored it and went directly to the house to find a wooden clothes hanger. She distanced herself from the mirror and waved it away.
"No!!!"
Yuan Qingli threw away his arms and threw it sideways.
"Bang", the wooden clothes drying rack was of low quality after all, and only a crack was broken in the mirror.
The voice dropped.
At the same time, she heard a busy signal from her mobile phone to end the call. Looking again, the screen of the old mobile phone was dim, as if it had never been turned on.
Yuan Qingli thought for a moment and put her cell phone into a specially made pocket of her cheongsam.
Then when he was about to hit the mirror a second time, he heard a click and the wooden clothes hanger cracked.
