Cross My Spring in the Mirror

The inkstone maker attacks* the poetry collector, 1v1sc There is a you in the mirror. On the surface, He looks the same as you, and His achievements determine your upper limit. And when He decides to start robbing you of your identity, you are powerless but unwilling to accept it. Xing Qiuyun and Lu Mingyu woke up in a strange environment. They muddleheadedly engaged in the decent work of collecting poems and making inkstones left behind by the mirror body, but they knew full well that they were outsiders despised by the villagers. But they remember nothing. Are they alive? Dead? Still living an ignoble existence. Xing Qiuyun and Lu Mingyu did not dare to say anything, and on the principle of saving one of them, they met their junior schoolmate. The junior students were targeted by a group of aborigines and found themselves in a difficult situation. While going around, the sweethearts discovered something was wrong. It turns out that they are not the only ones who have been repeating the grade and unable to get out. They should not be replaced, they all have to take back their identities. Small theater: "Do you love me?" Lu Mingyu turned his back and asked Xing Qiuyun. "What are you chirping about?" Xing Qiuyun didn't feel romantic at all towards the loving bamboo horse, and picked up the bamboo pole at hand. Blood oozed from Lu Mingyu's eyes: "You love me." Xing Qiuyun dragged his injured leg and was unable to hit him with a stick. The door behind him closed automatically without wind, and Lu Mingyu pressed forward step by step: "Then..." Be with me wholeheartedly. Pre-collection of "The Boss Lives in My Dream" Apocalyptic wasteland, supernatural powers, rebirth Straight ball blows up the down-and-out young master (Qiu Sui)* gloomy crazy criticizes the paranoid beauty (Xixi) Qiu Sui is a young master whose family is in decline. I had a good life in childhood, but now I am living in a rented house. And since his family was bankrupted and liquidated, he has had dreams every night. He always dreams about a heavy rain. The familiar city was still there in the rain, and he could see the alley as soon as he opened the window. There is always a person watching the rain standing at the end of the alley. The man held a black umbrella and looked at the gray sky in the distance without speaking. For ten years, the man watched the rain, and he watched the man in the rain. One day, Qiu Sui was so hungry that he could only lie on the bed and stare. The patter of rain in the dream was even more desolate than before, but the man holding an umbrella to watch the rain remained unhurried. Qiu Sui ran through the alley, grabbed the man's hand, and wanted to ask who he was. But the man just kissed him on the face: "We will see you again. When you have a turning point." Qiu Sui didn't buy it, even though the man was extremely beautiful. He had always been clean and self-sufficient when he was growing up, yet he was kissed by a strange man in his dream! Perhaps out of guilt, Qiu Sui never dreamed of heavy rain again, nor did he see that man again. In reality, Qiu Shou is burdened with heavy debts. He was repeatedly rejected when looking for a job, always tripped when he went out, and even bought a bottle of drink without ever thanking him for his patronage. He originally thought that the man was the source of his misfortune, but he never changed. Seeing that it was already the end of the month, Qiu Sui was so hungry that he stared at the sky. The sound of rain falling in the middle of the night reached his ears again. Qiu Sui opened the window, and the man was waiting there, just like in the dream. He ran out of the room, and the man turned around with a smile on his face: "Long time no see, I'm Xixi." Xixi knew in her heart that if he didn't come, Qiu Sui would spend the rest of his dreamless life in the ordinary without beginning or end. But he has to come. Because Qiu Sui's ordinary half life is just a big dream he weaved. That was the time they borrowed from heaven. Qiu Sui begged him not to live like this anymore, and Xixi agreed. After ten years of dreaming day by day, even he couldn't hold on for much longer. So, the rain came from a dream into reality. Later generations called it "prison". And the reborn Xixi is the savior in the prison who holds the way to survive. Qiu Sui, who thought he could be freed forever, had no choice but to follow him and embark on a heroic journey that he had never imagined. Intention: We are not born saviors, we are just two stowaways trying to save people in the last days.