The cold sweat on Tang Ling's body was not yet dry, but it quickly started flowing down again.
"When?"
"Just a quarter of an hour ago." Yuan Yulang thought for a while and said, "We just came back from your door. We thought something had happened to you, but we didn't expect that after singing for a while, we lay down again."
After saying that, Yuan Yulang's evil laugh came from the viewing mirror, "I've known you for so many years, this is the first time I know you're still sleepwalking?"
"You are sleepwalking!" Tang Ling retorted subconsciously.
"Eh? Don't try to quibble. I have evidence. I recorded it with a telescope."
Tang Ling immediately jumped up and ran to Yuan Yulang's door, "Open the door! Show me!"
This function, which is equivalent to a mobile phone screen recording, is different from a mobile phone in that it cannot be sent.
So Tang Ling could only sit at the table in their room with Yuan Yulang's viewing mirror, holding the viewing mirror with trembling hands, his eyes almost touching the mirror, and staring at the picture inside.
The viewing mirror before it was opened was just an ordinary mirror, so it reflected Tang Ling's current appearance. When the screen changed, Tang Ling didn't realize that the owner of this face was him.
What came into view was a human face. Because the room was dark, illuminated only by the light from the viewing mirror, the face seemed to appear out of thin air in the darkness, showing an abnormal gray-white color, which looked particularly scary.
People.
It can be seen from the faintly appearing pillow behind that Tang Ling is sitting in the mirror without opening his eyes. He has been facing the viewing mirror the whole time. During this period, a familiar melody has been humming in the mirror.
Sing.
It's the tune of the Requiem.
The person in the mirror did not open his mouth. He was probably humming through the vibration of his vocal cords, but his voice was mechanically dry and intermittent.
"Is this what I usually say? This is too hellish." Tang Ling listened for a while and suddenly said with horror: "Is there another person humming in my room?"
Yuan Yulang snorted lightly, "Can you speak the same way as usual when you first woke up? They are all in the same tone."
While talking, the humming in the viewing mirror stopped.
"Is this the only part I sang?" Tang Ling asked while staring at the mirror.
"I don't know. Anyway, I was woken up by Wei Zhiming. When I woke up, you sang here."
Wei Zhiming, who had been silent all this time, said: "I woke up and saw it after I felt the mirror was hot. I don't know what you did before that."
So, is it possible that Tang Ling in the mirror didn't just sing for a quarter of an hour?
But it started before Yuan Yulang and Wei Zhiming woke up from their lunch break?
This is a very strange feeling.
Tang Ling's memory was that he had been dreaming. After waking up, he could even vaguely remember the scene in the dream, but he had no memory of sitting up and humming a song.
So when Tang Ling looked at herself in the mirror, she always felt that she was not right.
"Do you feel that the person in the viewing mirror doesn't look like me?" Tang Ling considered the words and said: "It's a bit like...a bit like being controlled, and the voice is also like a string-" <
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It suddenly stopped here.
"Is it a marionette?" Yuan Yulang noticed that Tang Ling's expression when he looked into the viewing mirror was not right, so he got off the bed and came to the table.
Tang Ling is rewinding.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Yulang noticed that there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead, which were densely distributed on her fair and delicate skin.
Tang Ling had no time to respond. Instead, she held her breath and concentrated on looking at the picture that was reflected back to her in the viewing mirror.
After singing the song, "Tang Ling" should have put down the viewing mirror.
So the picture in the viewing mirror zoomed out, and there was a rustling in the mirror, and "Tang Ling" was lying down.
The viewing mirror was held by her, and suddenly it passed over the face of Tang Ling who was lying down, and then returned to darkness and stopped abruptly.
"Did you see that?"
At this time, Tang Ling wished that the viewing mirror had a pause function.
"My eyes are open here!"
What did Yuan Yulang think it was?
"What's wrong with opening your eyes? Some sleepwalkers open their eyes!"
"Really?" Tang Ling didn't know clearly.
But when talking about puppets just now, Tang Ling suddenly thought of something.
She thought that something similar had happened to her before.
No, not myself, but the original body.
That time with Xiao Hei.
Could it be that the soul of the black cat in her body controls her?
Tang Ling made a quick decision and looked at Yuan Yulang, "You stay in front of my bed for a while when I fall asleep tonight."
"Ah?" Yuan Yulang stuttered, "You, you, you... what did you say?"
Wei Zhiming chuckled at the other end.
Tang Ling was stunned, would Wei Zhiming also laugh?
Hearing this chuckle, Yuan Yulang instantly jumped up like a firecracker, "Why are you laughing? And you! What's the purpose of letting me watch you sleep?"
Tang Ling was speechless for a while, "Help me check if I'm sleepwalking."
"What's so interesting about Menggeyou?"
"I have never sleepwalked before." Tang Ling said, "You also know that we are here to escort Wei Zhiming now. We must be careful in all aspects to avoid making any mistakes."
Yuan Yulang finally calmed down, looked at the viewing mirror, and swallowed, "How about... let Wei Zhiming come with me."
Tang Ling saw that he was a little nervous and recalled that he was squatting on the ground last night and raised his eyebrows: "You are not afraid, are you?"
"Of course not!" Yuan Yulang suddenly puffed up his chest.
"Then do it yourself." Tang Ling said, "We are here to escort him. The competition will begin in a few days. He must have a good rest these days."
Tang Ling originally wanted Fu Qingcheng to come over and help, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.
It is better for one less person to know about this matter than for one more person to know.
It's night, and the lanterns are starting to go on.
The rain hasn't stopped yet, and it's getting heavier and heavier.
People outside the house are still noisy, but inside the house is so quiet you can hear a pin drop.
Tang Ling was lying on the bed in a daze, turning over and over again. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yuan Yulang squatting beside the bed, facing him, his eyes as wide as bells.
Tang Ling sighed, "I asked you to guard me, but I didn't let you get so close to me. Can you sit in front of the table and guard me?"
Yuan Yulang blushed and stood up with a "swish".
"Who cares about you anymore!"
Then he walked to the table with loud footsteps and angrily, and sat down.
The room fell into silence again.
There was constant rustling on the bed, and Yuan Yulang turned his head away angrily, "Are you going to sleep or not?"
I try to sleep but I can't.
Tang Ling was already anxious, and when he heard his irritable voice, he also became angry, but because he was asking for help, his momentum was inevitably weakened by three points.
"There is a man in the house, so I can't sleep." She gave up on herself.
Yuan Yulang stopped talking as if someone had suddenly strangled his neck.
If the lamp was lit at this time, Tang Ling would definitely be able to see the blush on Yuan Yulang's face.
Only then did he realize that they were now alone, a man and a woman, staying in the same room.
Tang Ling is really... really not defensive at all!
Fortunately, he is a gentleman. If it were anyone else, Bao Qi would have some evil intentions.
This is no longer the case.
She was still a bean sprout in the past. I don’t know what she has eaten in the past few years. Her whole body has opened up, she is taller, and her skin is whiter than before. Only her eyes are still as clear as water, and they look like two crystal stars when they look at you.
glass beads.
"Yuan Yulang!"
Tang Ling's voice suddenly came from the other side of the bed.
Yuan Yulang was startled, as if someone had discovered some secret, and his face suddenly turned red.
"What...what?"
"Come here and do me another favor."
"What?"
"Come here and sing me a song."
Yuan Yulang couldn't bear it anymore and stood up suddenly.