"Wang Kuan, class is over, wake up, still sleep!"

A familiar voice came from far and near, Wang Kuan slowly opened his eyes, and found himself sleeping on a tall tree, with his slender legs resting carelessly on the forked and intertwined branches, leaning on his back Thick trunk.

Wang Kuan blinked blankly, an unreal trance haunting his whole body.

Why is he here?

Shouldn't he be in... wait, where should he be?

The familiar voice sounded again and fell firmly into Wang Kuan's ears, interrupting his hard thinking: "Wang Kuan, if you don't get off, you will be late for class!"

The voice came from below. Wang Kuan lowered his head and looked under the tree. What caught his eyes was a handsome young man with picturesque eyebrows. He was wearing a very strange costume. He was looking up at himself with helplessness in his expression, wisps of golden light fell on him, his short hair was slightly raised, and his black pupils were far away, as if he was in the mountains and rivers - Wang Kuan was dazzled by the young man in front of him, He jumped off the tree trunk and blurted out: "Yuan Zhongxin, why are you here?"

Yuan Zhongxin glanced at him angrily: "You still have the nerve to ask, I've been looking for you for almost a long time."

Wang Kuan was at a loss: "Why are you looking for me?"

Yuan Zhongxin was amused by him: "What are you talking about, Mr. Liang is in the first physical education class of our class today, and you still dare to skip class and want to be punished for running laps?"

Wang Kuan was even more confused: "Mr. Liang, physical education class? What is physical education class?"

This time, it was Yuan Zhongxin's turn to be dumbfounded. He raised his hand in front of Wang Kuan, and asked uneasily, "Wang Kuan, it's because the weather is too hot that you've got your brain sick, right?"

At this moment, a melodious bell rang, and Yuan Zhongxin hurriedly pulled Wang Kuan to run in a certain direction, yelling while running: "It's all your fault, I'm going to be late!"

Wang Kuan let him pull him, and stared blankly at everything he saw along the way, the tall and simple buildings, the lush green forests, the bright and clean red and green open space, all of which made him feel abnormal It was strange, but for some reason, he was not surprised at all. He knew the purpose and usage of everything, as if he had been surrounded by these things for a long time, including the boy in front of him.

The cry of "Yuan Zhongxin" made him tremble in the bottom of his heart, his heart was empty, as if he had lost something, in the depths of his memory, he seemed to know a person named Yuan Zhongxin, his voice and smile were the same , but there is a huge difference with this young man.

Why is everything he feels so unreal, so illusory that he feels that he doesn't belong to this world at all.

Did he come to the wrong place?

Under Yuan Zhongxin's rapid running, the two finally arrived at the playground before Teacher Liang came. Yuan Zhongxin heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to ask Wang Kuan if he wanted to drink water, but found that the other party was talking for a moment. Staring at himself up and down, with deep eyes, Yuan Zhongxin was shocked, and he asked cautiously: "Wang Kuan, what happened to you today, why did you become so strange?"

Wang Kuan came back to his senses, and shook his head lightly: "It's nothing, it's just being overheated by the heat."

Yuan Zhongxin was dubious, seeing that Wang Kuan was not interested in continuing to talk to him, so he stopped talking and waited quietly for class.

"Wang Kuan! The teacher asked you something! Did Wei Yanei ask you to help him with his homework?"

Wang Kuan came back to his senses suddenly, and found himself standing on the seat blankly. He stared blankly at the teacher in front of the blackboard, and then at Wei Yanei, who had been winking at him beside him. Wang Kuan replied subconsciously: " Teacher, I did the homework for him in the yamen."

Wei Yanei immediately bared his teeth, and was almost turned over by the serious Wang Kuanqi.

Yuan Zhongxin stared at Wang Kuan with wide eyes, his eyes filled with disbelief. He still remembered that when Wang Kuan helped Wei Yanei with his homework, he promised to keep the secret. Rebellious and lawless, but no matter what, he is a person who keeps his promises.

Now, Wang Kuan actually revealed the matter.

Lu Guannian slapped his palm on the table furiously, and yelled at Wei Yanei: "Student Wei Yanei, do you really think that you can do whatever you want because you have an official name in your name? You can just ignore the things about your studies, right?!"

Aggrieved and unwilling, Wei Ya'nei gave Wang Kuan a hard look, and lowered his head to accept Lu Guannian's scolding, looking pitiful and making people laugh and cry.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Wei Yanei came angrily to settle accounts with Wang Kuan. He cursed aggressively, "Wang Kuan! You treacherous villain!"

Wang Kuan glanced at him calmly, Wei Yanei thought that he would defend himself, but Wang Kuan replied calmly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Wei Yanei rolled his eyes in anger, he was dumbfounded: "Could it be that someone used a gun to force you to tell the truth!"

Wang Kuan lowered his eyes slightly: "Almost."

Yuan Zhongxin surrounded him and asked worriedly: "Wang Kuan, what happened to you recently, you were not like this before."

Wang Kuan: "Yamei, I'm sorry to trouble you, but I won't lie. If you need to lie in the future, don't come to me."

Zhao Jian, who was sitting at the table in front of Wang Kuan, turned around in disbelief and exclaimed, "Wang Kuan, what are you kidding? You won't lie?"

God knows the lies and misfortunes Wang Kuan caused in the past are too numerous to count!

The former devil king actually said with a serious face that he would not lie?

Among so many of them, the one who really can't lie should be Yuan Zhongxin!

Wang Kuan glanced at everyone lightly, then got up leisurely: "Class is about to start, I'm going to the bathroom."

Looking at the back of Wang Kuan going away, Yuan Zhongxin felt more and more uneasy in his heart. He always felt that Wang Kuan seemed to be a different person. The sense of familiarity gradually disappeared, followed by a sense of strangeness that caught him off guard. .

Wang Kuan washed his hands indifferently, and suddenly his eyes shifted to the mirror in front of him carelessly. His eyes suddenly widened, his pupils vibrated, and the movement of washing his hands stopped immediately, staring at the mirror in astonishment.

In the mirror, he saw a person who looked exactly like himself, with the same face and facial features. Outside the mirror, he had neat short black hair and was wearing a blue and white school uniform with an indifferent expression. However, in the mirror he was combing his hair. A simple hair crown, wearing a robe embroidered with jade white gold silk, it is hard to hide the wildness between the eyebrows and eyes.

The two Wang Kuan looked at each other wordlessly for a long time, and the strange silence slowly spread.

Wang Kuan stared at the person in the mirror, his heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and he was too surprised to say anything.

In a trance, "Wang Kuan" in the mirror quietly disappeared, leaving only Wang Kuan's sluggish face on the mirror, and three or two students walked behind him. The sound of laughing and talking brought him back to his senses, and the students walked past him , but did not find any abnormality. Only Wang Kuan could see the vision in the mirror. He shook off the water droplets on his hands casually in a panic, and hurried back to the classroom.

He who was in a hurry didn't know it, Yuan Zhongxin stared at his back silently, his eyes were deep and deep, and his expression was unpredictable.

In the next class, Wang Kuan didn't listen to a word in his mind, his thoughts were confused, and all he thought about was himself he saw in the mirror.

Such a paradoxical and gloomy thing happened to him, he should have been afraid and uneasy, but what he felt the most was not fear, but familiarity, incomparably familiar.

It seemed that the person in the mirror was the real him.

At first, Wang Kuan comforted himself that it was just a hallucination, but in the next few days, as soon as he touched the mirror, that figure would reappear, and it took longer and longer to appear. Unsuitable, transformed into commonplace later.

He also tried to talk to himself in the mirror, hoping to find some clues, but "Wang Kuan" kept silent and did nothing, just staring at himself so faintly.

Wang Kuan's life did not stagnate because of this incident. Day by day, he thought life would be as dull and boring as before, occasionally a little strange, but it was fleeting, and as time passed, the feeling he felt when he opened his eyes Illusion and trance are covered by layers of reality, and the sense of belonging that was once so ethereal gradually takes root in my heart.

Wang Kuan began to adapt to the life here, and the leisurely and comfortable life made him forget all the strange things.

But one day, the person in the mirror suddenly said: "Wang Kuan, haven't you remembered yet?"

Wang Kuan's pupils trembled, "What did I forget?"

"Wang Kuan" stopped talking, as if the question just now was just an illusion of Wang Kuan.

Wang Kuan leaned against the mirror in a panic, his eyes were reddish: "What did I forget?"

The "Wang Kuan" in the mirror disappeared directly.

Wang Kuan sat on the ground blankly, suddenly felt a splitting headache, and inexplicably despaired from the bottom of his heart. He knew that he was missing some memories, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, there was still a huge blank in his mind.

Amidst the slack eyes, a figure loomed.

Wang Kuan murmured, "Yuan Zhongxin?"

Since then, "Wang Kuan" in the mirror will ask every day: "Wang Kuan, haven't you remembered yet?"

Wang Kuan was disturbed by the question. He wanted to know the answer urgently, but the person in the mirror didn't answer him at all. The indifferent tone of questioning every day kept slowing down Wang Kuan's mind. His mental state was getting worse and worse. His face became paler.

It's not that Yuan Zhongxin couldn't notice his abnormality, but Wang Kuan didn't want to talk to him at all.

One day, Yuan Zhongxin ran back to the classroom wearing wet clothes. Wang Kuan, who was packing his schoolbag, asked suspiciously, "Yuan Zhongxin, why are your clothes wet?"

Yuan Zhongxin sighed helplessly: "It's all because that guy Wei Yanei didn't have eyesight when he walked, and hit me with two pots of water, all the water spilled on my clothes."

Wang Kuan got up worried and came to him: "You didn't get burned, did you?"

Yuan Zhongxin smiled and waved his hand: "No, the jug is full of cold water - I'll come back and change clothes, can you help me get a new school uniform top from my drawer?"

Wang Kuan nodded and turned to look for it. After a while, he took his clothes and looked back at Yuan Zhongxin. At this time, he was taking off his shirt and his back was facing Wang Kuan.

When Wang Kuan's eyes touched Yuan Zhongxin's right shoulder blade, his body trembled suddenly and his breathing became stiff.

On the white and delicate shoulder blades, there is a black snake that spirals and twists. The body of the snake is outlined in indigo blue, and the crimson snake letter is looming, forming a huge gap with the smooth skin.

The blank space in my mind was instantly aroused by thousands of waves, as if something was about to come out.

Wang Kuan murmured in disbelief, "Black Snake..."

Yuan Zhongxin turned his head slightly: "What?"

Wang Kuan stuffed the clothes in Yuan Zhongxin's hands in a panic, ran out of the classroom in a hurry, and ran to the bathroom instinctively.

Yuan Zhongxin stared at Wang Kuan's hurried figure with an unclear expression, and casually evoked a slight smile, and he sighed helplessly: "I can only help you here, Wang Kuan."

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