A review of famous iron collapse scenes, starting with gold dust

Chapter 157 It's You, My Dear Mask
In the picture, the mask still maintains a smile, as if mocking Hanabi.

"When I was angry, you laughed."

Then, a trace of sadness flashed across Hanabi's face, and tears rolled down her cheeks. She held the mask tightly, feeling its cold touch.

The fox on the mask was still smiling, as if mocking something.

“When I was in pain, I was still laughing.”

"You are like a veil"

"Hide Me"

Hanabi's voice was choked with sobs, and tears were sparkling in the corners of her eyes.

She gently put the mask on her face, covering her face well.

"The one wearing the veil is the firework."

[Xing: I don’t understand it at all.]

[Himeko: So, the truth is hidden behind the mask? ]

[Black Swan: The logic of fools is difficult for ordinary people to understand. ]

[Xing: Let's ask Hanabi to explain it to us. ]

[Hua Huo: Little Gray Hair, how can anyone interpret himself? ]

In the video

Play: Fireworks, the 99th performance
The spotlight on the stage came on and Hanabi took the stage as usual.

However, this performance seemed to be fast-forwarded.

Hanabi went through everything that had happened before at a very fast speed.

After the performance, Hanabi held the fox mask in her hands again.

Although Hanabi was not wearing a mask, she was still wearing the mysterious mask in the mirror. Her expression became more and more distorted, as if she was trying to break free from some kind of restraint.

"When I was angry, you also shouted." Hanabi's emotions gradually got out of control, and she rushed towards the mirror with all her strength, trying to break the illusory barrier.

However, just as she was about to touch the mirror, her face became extremely angry, which was chilling.

"When I was in pain, you cried too." Tears rolled down Hanabi's cheeks. She squatted down and gently touched the water surface that reflected her face.

Surprisingly, her reflection in the water was actually wearing a mask, hiding her real tears.

"You're like a mirror, reflecting me," Hanabi muttered, as if she was talking to the mask.

[Xing: So the mask and the self have two different souls?] [Sambo: This is obviously a brain problem. Is this a hallucination?]

[Qingque: Could it be split personality? ]

【Xing: It could be split personality.】

[Black Swan: If you play someone else too many times, you may forget yourself.]

【Walter: The speculation about the black swan is not without reason.】

【Gold Dust: Maybe, he just wants to tease us.】

At this time, the scene changed again, and Hua Huo was sitting on the platform.

At this time, she was wearing the fox mask on her face.

"What's in the mirror is the fireworks."

Her voice echoed in the air and the entire arena fell into silence.

Only the flickering light on the mask illuminated Hanabi's lonely figure...

[Xing: Should I bring a mirror with me when I meet Hanabi next time? ]

[Liu Ying: I don’t think that’s what you mean.]

【Qingque: Riddler, so boring.】

【March 7: Agree! 】

The play "Fireworks" was performed 990th time.

[Xing: Is this the same play, repeated so many times?]

[Liuying: Every time, there are some differences. 】

【Gold Dust: It’s a mask.】

[Xing: I feel like the fireworks are becoming more and more unfathomable. ]

The screen opened again, and the scene in front of him became faster and faster, with a dark red hue filling the entire room. The originally green grass on the ground also turned scarlet, giving people a feeling of depression and uneasiness.

As the performance came to an end, Hanabi smiled, gently held up the mask, and murmured, "It's you, my favorite mask."

At this time, the scene changed again, and Hua Huo was sitting on the platform.

The mask is already on her face.

(End of this chapter)