It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

He was worried about disturbing the people around him, so he quietly glanced at Xiao Huai's face. Seeing that the other party did not react at all, he felt a little relieved.

The wind was still blowing, and the mirror reflected the last few rays of sunset in the sky. Xiao Huai sat there quietly, his eyes piercing through the night and looking towards a more distant place.

Lu Yuanshi felt that Xiao Huai's hand did not withdraw, and a gentle light flashed in his eyes. He exerted a little force with his fingers and slowly wrapped Xiao Huai's hand in his palm.

It was an extremely cautious movement, carrying some hidden emotion, tentatively and slowly tightening.

Xiao Huai still did not resist, but just tilted his head slightly, and the sadness in his eyes turned into a faint warmth at that moment.

The two held hands tightly, and Lu Yuanshi felt the warmth of Xiao Huai's palm. A barely perceptible warmth flowed from his fingertips to his heart.

He lowered his eyes, and an almost invisible smile appeared on his lips, with a hint of satisfaction and relief in that smile.

At this moment, all the loneliness and confusion found their home in this moment of holding.

The night gradually enveloped the earth, the wind continued to blow the corners of their clothes, and they just sat quietly on the mirror, fingers clasped together, leaning on each other, and found a brief but real warmth in this upside-down world.

The mirror reflects their interdependent figures, sealing this moment forever in the endless starry sky, uncorrupted by time.

Lu Yuanshi gently pulled Xiao Huai's hand towards him and placed it on his heart.

His lips trembled, and he uttered an unstable whisper, his voice hoarse and harsh, as if these words had traveled a long time before being uttered.

Gradually, his voice became clearer, and he spoke word by word: "It hurts...here...in me."

He gently placed Xiao Huai's hand on his heart, his eyes filled with indescribable affection and fragility.

He was afraid that this moment of warmth would be fleeting.

What followed was an extremely gentle smile, as delicate as a ray of light found in endless darkness.

He whispered in a hoarse voice, "Because... you... are... crying..."

Xiao Huai didn't shed tears, but at this moment, how could Lu Yuanshi not know that Xiao Huai was feeling uncomfortable?

He's just very good at keeping himself hidden.

as always.

Xiao Huai's pupils shrank slightly. Those words penetrated into his deepest defenses, bringing an uncontrollable emotional impact, surging like a tide, drowning all his rationality and calmness.

Lu Yuanshi's words made him unable to resist. He couldn't tell whether it was sympathy, pity, or a deep connection slowly sprouting in his heart.

As he stared at Lu Yuan, looking at his eyes filled with countless emotions, he felt a surge of sour and complex emotions in his heart.

Lu Yuanshi's hand was placed on his palm, gently feeling his presence.

His eyes were calm and persistent, with a hint of self-deprecating tenderness, and his voice trembled slightly: "I know, I'm just a substitute in the mirror... an existence to continue the obsession..." He smiled gently, as if trying to convince himself to accept this fact.

However, he held Xiao Huai's hand and refused to let go, as if he was afraid of losing this only warmth.

"I couldn't say it... and I was afraid you would leave me... but the moment you held my hand, I understood." Lu Yuanshi's voice was low, with some unspeakable sadness and hope.

It turns out that I never care about those illusory existences.

Because... you're the only one I care about.

I am a monster living in a mirror world...but I live for you.

Xiao Huai felt a sharp pain in his heart. At this moment, he seemed to see Lu Yuanshi twenty-four years ago.

Her short black hair fluttered in the wind, and she still had that familiar smile on her face.

They are not two lonely souls, but the continuation and embodiment of the same obsession.

Even if it is just a story seen in the mirror, the feelings deep in the soul will grow and sprout again and again.

Falling in love with the same person over and over again.

No one is a replacement, no one is a created shadow.

They are each other's support, each other's reflection, and each other's destination.

Lu Yuanshi held Xiao Huai's hand tightly for the last time and whispered softly:

"I come to you, that is the meaning of my existence."

The moment the words fell, a crisp sound suddenly came from the mirror under their feet, like the sound of glass breaking, which was particularly clear in this empty sky and earth.

Xiao Huai's pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly lowered his head, and found that countless tiny cracks gradually appeared on the mirror surface.

Lu Yuanshi let go of his hand and stood up.

He took a step and walked slowly outside the mirror, his white clothes blown by the wind.

Xiao Huai followed his gaze, but saw a different scene in the mirror.

The Lu Yuanshi reflected in the mirror has black hair, calm and determined, while the one walking in reality is the white-haired Lu Yuanshi, as if the same person from two worlds are intertwined.

In the mirror, people's deepest desires and aspirations emerge, and all their secrets and obsessions are revealed in the mirror without any concealment.

In the next second, the scene in the mirror changed.

Those were scenes of their past experiences in the game copy.

Those scenes flashed one by one like colorful streams of light: Lu Yuanshi’s smile, his whispers, the moments when they faced difficulties together... every frame was clearly reproduced in the mirror.

These images are Lu Yuanshi’s truest desires, and are the emotions hidden deep in his heart during countless lonely and long days and nights.

The longing for Xiao Huai and the cherishing of every moment they are together.

At this moment, Lu Yuanshi suddenly stopped, turned his head, and smiled at Xiao Huai. His smile was gentle and relieved.

He raised one hand, placed his finger lightly on his lips, and made a "hush" gesture, with an unspeakable tenderness and farewell in his eyes.

The cracks under the mirror spread further and further, and the entire space was on the verge of collapse.

Xiao Huai wanted to get up, but found that his body was bound by some invisible force and he could not move.

He could only watch Lu Yuanshi's back gradually disappear into the distance.

The wind continued to blow, bringing coolness from all directions.

What will be the fate of those who defy fate?

Isn’t the answer already given?

His fate had already been decided.

It's written on that tombstone.

"Those who disobey fate will never rest."

He recognized his own heart and his own desires.

So I accepted the execution long ago... I was imprisoned for twenty-four years and persisted for twenty-four years.

But for him, these twenty-four years of persistence have never been a punishment.

At that moment, the mirror completely shattered, and Lu Yuanshi's figure merged into the endless crack. Amidst the interweaving of light and shadow, his figure turned into starlight, scattered at the junction of the endless sky and the mirror.

From the moment he got the mirror, he had merged with the mirror's world and could not be separated.

But the appearance of Xiao Huai made him see freedom and the end of the cage.

"Thank you for appearing in my world."

Is he the third person who rebels against fate, or the first one?

When Lu Yuanshi realized this moment, the mission was already over.

The wind continued to blow, and the broken fragments of the mirror scattered in the air, reflecting the last rays of sunset, like a dream that was destined to never come back.

In this upside-down world, their story is frozen on this dreamlike mirror, turning into an eternal reflection that will never fade away.

【main mission…】

【completed】