"Midnight? No way, if it’s past the time for my beauty sleep, I’ll age quickly, and then I won’t qualify to compete with Sister Xiaoyou, Sister Zhao’er, and Sister Qian Ling to be your bride!"
Seeing the earnest expression on Lin Panxia’s face, you covered your head, turned around, and walked towards the kitchen, muttering nonstop, "Amitabha tofu, Brother heard nothing, Brother heard nothing..."
And just as Lin Panxia said, there was indeed a trendy method to seek death that had been circulating on WeChat these past few days, which involved playing rock-paper-scissors in front of a mirror after eleven o’clock at night. It was said that by doing so, one could see things that are normally unseen.
Of course, under normal circumstances, very few fools would do such a dumb thing in the dead of night.
Only someone in a special state of mind would do it, and Ji Tui was one of those rare few.
A grown man was hiding in the dormitory bathroom, crying in the middle of the night.
One of the roommates who just entered from outside heard crying from the bathroom and immediately asked the other two sitting and watching island country science fiction, action, romance, 3D, and animated movies, "Why is Chicken Leg crying again?"
"The second one," one of them said without turning his head, his right hand holding something in his crotch, moving rhythmically up and down.
The other roommate glanced over at the bathroom door and sighed, "Chicken Leg really has rotten luck. He barely got over his last heartbreak, finally got a girlfriend, and in just a few days, she went off riding in some wealthy handsome guy’s sports car from the business school. That girl is really cheap, even sending Chicken Leg the hotel room number where they hooked up."
"Sigh," the roommate sighed softly, "For poor Sculpted Silks like us, it’s more practical to stick to our computers. Girlfriends and such, we’ll talk about that after we start working."
At that moment, Ji Tui, who was sobbing in front of the mirror, suddenly received a WeChat message. Wiping away his tears, he swiped open the message and found a line of text that read, "Want to break free from societal constraints? Want to witness the end of the world with your own eyes? Want to do as you please in another world? Then, put down your phone now, stop scrolling Weibo, stop checking Moments, go in front of the mirror in your room, and play rock-paper-scissors with yourself."
For some unknown reason, Ji Tui bizarrely started playing rock-paper-scissors with his reflection in the mirror.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
But, this game looked a bit idiotic...
What’s funny though, was that Ji Tui actually found joy in this idiotic game. He was playing and laughing at the same time, except that among the laughter, there were tears streaming down his cheeks...
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
As the roommates shut down their computers and threw the dozen or so heavily scented tissues into the trash bin, they simultaneously heard the sound coming from the bathroom.
The three exchanged glances.
"What’s wrong with Chicken Leg?"
"Didn’t get so shocked he went stupid, did he?"
"I’ll go check, and take a leak while I’m at it—always feel uncomfortable if I don’t pee after shooting one off."
When a roommate pushed the door open, he found Ji Tui playing rock-paper-scissors with his reflection in the mirror.
The sight was so moronic that the roommate rolled his eyes.
Out of sympathy, the roommate didn’t say much, just lightly urinated a few drops of foul-smelling yellow liquid into the toilet, then turned and glanced at Ji Tui, who was playing merrily, and sighed softly as he shut the door.
"He’s got into it," the roommate shrugged.
"Then let him be. Sometimes being an idiot is better than a broken heart."
The three of them sighed in unison and continued with their phones and computers.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
This moronic-sounding voice continued.
As time was about to hit midnight, the voice suddenly stopped.
The bathroom door opened, and Ji Tui walked out listlessly.
"Chicken Leg, how did it go?"
"No worries, I feel totally relaxed." Ji Tui seemed to have returned to his normal state.
Ji Tui smiled and nodded, pointing to the mirror behind him and said, "You guys should try it too, it’s really interesting."
"What’s the fucking point? Just playing with yourself, it’s always a tie." A roommate stood up, getting ready to go pee in the bathroom.
"Here, let me show you."
With that, Ji Tui ran into the bathroom and in front of the roommate, raised his right hand to the mirror, and shouted, "Rock, paper, scissors!"
"Ha! Hahaha! I actually won! I just played rock, paper, scissors with myself and I won!" Ji Tui was overjoyed, he turned his head and laughed loudly at his roommate, but two seconds later, Ji Tui suddenly stopped, "I actually... won...?"
He turned his head slightly like a wooden figure, only to find that his reflection in the mirror was still holding the scissors pose!
And at that moment, the expression of Ji Tui in the mirror slowly started to change, he laughed, he actually laughed on his own!
At that instant, as Ji Tui was in complete disarray, the Ji Tui in the mirror suddenly leaped out and in front of the roommate, dragged Ji Tui straight into the mirror!
That Ji Tui reacted quickly. As his upper body was dragged into the mirror, since the mirror itself wasn’t big, his hands ended up propping against both sides, preventing the thing in the mirror from pulling him in entirely, and they were at a standstill.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Ji Tui’s roommate was so scared that his face turned completely white, his expression instantly froze, and he couldn’t even let out a sound!
"Hey, Meat and Bread Soup, what are you doing, performing your facial tricks again?" Another roommate laughed as he stood up, pulling up his pants in the process.
He hadn’t fully pulled up his pants and was ready to release everything in his stomach into the bathroom when he got to the door and immediately screamed, "Fuck!"
Another roommate who was scrolling through Weibo quickly stood up and rushed to the bathroom door, shouting immediately, "Fuck! What are you staring at, pull him out!"
With that shout, the three of them pounced in together, grabbing Ji Tui’s body with all hands on deck!
"I’ll count one, two, three, and we all pull together!" One of the friends, who hadn’t pulled up his pants, urgently signaled the other two roommates with a glance.
The two nodded subtly in agreement.
They skipped "two", and all three of them pulled in unison with great understanding, yanking Ji Tui forcibly out of the mirror!
All three of them gasped for air at the same time.
But at this moment, there were no reflections of the three roommates in the mirror, only Ji Tui. And that Ji Tui’s face bore an extremely eerie smile, with a creepy laugh to match: "Gaga gaga gaga..."
He waved a "goodbye" gesture at the four of them and then disappeared.
After that, the mirror returned to normal.
The four looked at each other, their eyes filled with horror.
"I... I’m not dreaming, am I?"
"Shouldn’t be, my legs are numb."
"I... I shit my pants..."
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