A figure sat silently, head resting on the table with crossed arms.
A layer of dust that is neither thick nor thin falls between the clothes on the back and the scattered black hair.
God knows how long I've been lying in this position.
The head moved slightly.
Ahem A difficult cough is heard.
As intermittent and weak as dying.
"What the hell is going on, haven't you already woken up from a nightmare for Mao's body is so stiff that it doesn't look like it's his own, and he hasn't moved much, and it's in pain" "Wait, I'm asleep on my desk" "Why don't you have any impression at all?"
"Could it be that it was too late to chat last night, no, I obviously turned off the computer, and I remember the last picture, which was to go straight to the toilet to release water" After a long pause, Qin Gu buried his head and maintained this strange posture to send out a series of self-questions and answers from his mouth.
The strength to speak was barely recovered after a period of buffering.
Another little while.
The head slowly lifted up inch by inch.
During the whole process, the neck spine kept coming out, like the astringent sound of an old rusty machine forcibly running.
The joints of the spine are forcibly straightened.
Turned twice.
With just three simple movements, Qin Gu's face was already flushed, and the pores were densely oozing out of the pores.
"What the hell is going on, every joint is stiff like rust?"
"No matter, try to recover mobility first, otherwise you will be so stiff, not stiff, but also thirsty and starving" Teether.
Qin Gu took his arms overlapping the table as his next target.
Flushed After a while, his fingertips moved slightly.
It then gradually extends to the wrist.
It was only with great difficulty that he moved his arms off the table, but he was so tired that he felt like he had fought three hundred rounds with others.
Little by little, straighten your elbows.
Only to find that the skin of the arm seemed to be cracked.
The cleft is concurrent in multiple places.
Eyes full of horror.
Look closely.
After a few minutes, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Almost all the eyeballs were attached to the crack, and it was finally determined that it was not the skin that was cracked, but the surface of the skin with an extra layer of aging waste skin.
After half an hour of hard work, I finally regained control of my upper body.
"Good, now only feet are left."
With a small wave of his stiff fist, Qin Gu encouraged himself.
Then he took a big breath, propped his hands on the table, and slammed upward.
Click.
Bending the knee joint makes a crisp and crisp sound.
Stand up straight.
However, before Qin Gu could celebrate this difficult success, he tilted, tilted, and the scenery began to tilt uncontrollably in his field of vision.
Fall.
Bang your knees back and get down on the hard ground.
Qin Gu, whose eyes were full of depression and his muscles twitched for a long time in pain, relieved himself after a few minutes, his face was white and his mouth was blue and he laughed at himself in pain: "Ha, it turns out that it's not the room that is tilted, it's my vision that is tilting, who can tell me what the hell I encountered" The voice fell.
There was a sudden silence in the room.
It was so quiet that even the sound of breathing seemed to have stopped.
Qin Gu raised his head and knelt on the ground, his eyes looking straight at the place where he fell, a mirror two or three meters away in front of him.
A single mirror set in a large wardrobe.
In the mirror.
The face of an ordinary and ordinary teenager appeared clearly.
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He was about eighteen years old.
Wear a crewneck short-sleeved T-shirt with a pair of beach shorts.
Remove the thick dust from your clothes and everything looks normal.
However, the eyes of the young man in the mirror instantly became extremely frightened after a second, as frightened as a ghost.
The small eyes gradually widened and became more and more round, so round that it seemed that the eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets, the nostrils dilate, and the same expansion became round, and the mouth involuntarily opened into a circle.
Strange joys suddenly abounded.
The three organs on the face are exactly the same, but they are different in size.
"Ahh Qin Gu suddenly let out a miserable scream.
Reach out and tug your cheek vigorously.
The face of the young man in the mirror was immediately torn by the two hands, and it was instantly stretched by half the width.
With both hands, the cheeks are restored.
Qin Gu raised his hand to open the bow left and right.
The young man in the mirror immediately shaved his ears like a madman.
I pumped a dozen times in one go.
The face is swollen and bruised.
Qin Gu was paralyzed backwards, and the young man in the mirror was also paralyzed backwards, sitting on the ground with blank eyes.
A few minutes later, Qin Gu jumped up from the ground, put on the mirror, his eyes were bloodshot, he quickly looked up and down, and then opened his mouth and screamed in horror.
"Impossible, who is this this is not my face" "I'm twenty-eight years old, how can I be eighteen again."
"No, no, no, and more importantly, this face bears no resemblance to me."
"But after verification, it hurts to slap your face, is all this true?"
"No, a dream within a dream, haven't you really woken up from the dream, because in the previous dream, I was beaten, and I was also in pain, yes, it must be like this" While shouting, he turned around, his eyes rolled anxiously, and he immediately pounced on the table, pulled out a knife from the pen holder, and slashed the back of his left hand.
Under the knife.
Skin cracks.
A stream of blood flowed down the wound.
Qin Gu seemed to have no pain, his pupils dilated, and he lost his soul to the point that he was completely stunned.
After a long time, the mouth moved, and it regained its vividness from the puppet state in a second, but the expression that emerged was full of bitterness.
"Bloodshed, real blood, which means it's not a dream now" "Then it is inferred that the other Qin Gu I replaced in the dream, the information he left behind was all true, not the Arabian Nights as originally believed."
"I wore it, and it went straight into a dream."
"After waking up from the dream, I still couldn't wear it back to the earth, and I still returned to another Qin Gu, the world where the young Qin Gu was" "No, I've got to wear it back" As soon as the words fell, Qin Gu began to frantically scurry around the room of more than ten square meters.
Bang your head against the wall.
Self-flooding with water.
Lie down on a cot and pretend to be asleep.
And then the eggs Eventually, Qin Gu took out the knife from the pen holder and aimed it at his heart.
After holding this position for ten minutes, he threw the knife away and sighed: "Forget it, I don't dare to try, even if it works, I'm afraid of pain, take 10,000 steps back and say, endure it, if it doesn't succeed, wouldn't it be stupid enough to think of a more secure way." ” Took a deep breath.
Then the entire upper body fell on the table, staring at the electronic clock that had accumulated a layer of dust on the tabletop, but it was still running.
"What the hell is the flat planetary calendar, don't care about the details" "June 30th" "Wait, when the young Qin Gu entered the dream realm, the information left in his mind should be March 27th" "A Dream of March" "No wonder, the whole body is stiff like a steel plate" "What a miracle it is to be obedient, not to eat or drink, to be motionless, to maintain the same position for three months, and not to die" "It's too contrary to natural sense, isn't it?"
Qin Gu was surprised again.
Shocked like a child's eyes, dancing and shouting.
But the surprise came quickly, the change seemed to come faster, and in less than a second, the nose, mouth, and eyes were again wrinkled in pain without warning, and the head was pressed hard with both hands, shaking violently
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