But... I really want to know if the mirror has such magical functions as grandma said!
I sat at the end of the bed, chewing on the piggy-shaped pillow, raising and lowering the comb in my hand, lifting and lowering it, repeating it like a fool.
When I recovered from my tangled thoughts, the hour and minute hands on the alarm clock were already pointing to twelve, and the second hand was still two spaces away from ten o'clock, which was ten seconds.[
"When... when... when..."
The moment the clock struck twelve, I jumped up like a spring. At lightning speed, I sat in front of the mirror, closed my eyes and scraped my hair with a comb several times...
There was not a breath of wind, the thick air seemed to be frozen, and the occasional sound of insects came in outside the window...
I secretly opened one eye and glanced at the mirror. It was better not to look at it. When I saw it, I almost fainted on the spot. The person reflected in the mirror was not me at all. A girl wearing a white high-waisted mattress skirt was walking slowly in the ancient city.
On the Chinese-style promenade, the long and shiny black hair is fixed on the head with a plum blossom headdress.
On the upper body, the ends of irregular broken bangs are framed with a pair of delicate willow-leaf eyebrows. The watery eyes are like a pair of black crystal chess pieces, flowing with luster. The face is white and tender with ruddy melon seeds. Under the beautiful little nose, there is a bright red
The plump lips are like two pale red petals that are opening...