Mirror Dislocation

The rain in Jiangcheng always smells like rust. Lin Mo clutched the pocket watch left by his father. The dial stopped at 3:17 when his sister disappeared. On the inside of the watch cover, the chip flashed faintly - that was the last fragment of her consciousness that dissipated. That was the day the mirror started to look weird. The figure in the dressing mirror will turn around in advance, and the reflection in the water will open its eyes at midnight. The "mirror hunters" of the Star Circle organization will step on the puddles. What they want is not only the fragments, but also the "mirror furnace" that can connect the two worlds. Former mercenary Chen Ye's old scar on his neck always gets hot on rainy days, and his mirror image is pointing a gun at the comrades he failed to save back then. Jing Rui, a woman in a white coat, had the same bandage wrapped around her fingertips as Zhen Suri. She said she could help Lin Mo find her sister, but when she turned around, the cold light of gears oozed from under her lens-like skin. When the pocket watch rotated in the opposite direction and all the reflections turned back at the same time, Lin Mo saw clearly: every mirror image was an unfinished obsession. What he was chasing was not the fragments of his sister, but the pieces of himself pieced together by countless "what ifs", and every mirror in the rain asked him if he dared to face the familiar and ferocious shadow in the mirror.