Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 265 Chasing
Zheng Fan took Hong Yijia and walked in a mirror space with no beginning or end.

"Although there's nothing wrong with them, they're so corny that I really need to find a way to push the champagne tower away." Zheng Fan thought evilly.

"No, mom and dad will be angry."

"They'll be even angrier if they know about this, so leave the champagne tower to me to vent. Besides, this is really a mess they made up, it would be unacceptable not to pay a price." Zheng Fan shrugged.

"Why are you so hung up on the champagne tower?"

“That was my initiation into evil.”

"Such childish evil."

"Whatever you say."

I chatted with Hong Yijia casually, and surprisingly we got along quite well. The only thing that made me uncomfortable was...

"Don't look at me like that. What's so good about my face? Your personality doesn't include being obsessed with looks, right?" Zheng Fan felt a little uneasy at Hong Yijia's unblinking gaze and asked.

"Mr. Illusion looks Chinese, but gray eyes are rare among Chinese people. And Mr. Illusion's gray eyes are also different from the average ones. They seem to glow. Did they appear after he came to this world?"

"Innate." Zheng Fan said casually.

"Oh, that's really rare." Hong Yijia nodded and retracted her gaze. "In that case, Mr. Illusion may also be born extraordinary in some sense."

"Why are you saying this all of a sudden? According to your understanding, I am like this when I first appeared as an illusion. I am indeed 'born' to be extraordinary."

"Mr. Illusion has never forgotten his original appearance. It's just that others see him differently because of their own reasons, or they may not see him at all. I was able to see Mr. Illusion this time thanks to my brother-in-law, otherwise I might not be able to see Mr. Illusion again in this life."

Zheng Fan suddenly stopped and turned around and asked, "Do you know my name?"

Hong Yijia blurted out: "Zheng Fan..."

Lin Yilin had never told Hong Yijia Zheng Fan's name, and had always referred to him as Mr. Hallucination, although on another level Lin Yilin had rarely called Zheng Fan by his name.

Although Luo Ye would call Zheng Fan by his name, he never said it in front of Hong Yijia.

After saying Zheng Fan's name, Hong Yijia looked at Zheng Fan silently without any concealment.

"Have we ever met before?" Zheng asked back, "You can accurately describe my characteristics. Surely it's not just a joke or a perfect match between my hobbies."

"It's like a dream." Hong Yijia's eyes were a little hazy, and her thoughts drifted into memories. With a peaceful smile, she said, "When I was very young, before the pure white gene was formed, I saw a dreamlike illusion."

"He came to me like the wind, talking to himself and taking me around without being discovered by my parents. I told him everything. He just wanted to take the power of the white world from me while my pure white factor was unstable. But I don't care. If he can really take it all away, I should be very grateful to him."

"How did he end up?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because of the pure white factor or because he has achieved his goal. I gradually can't see him anymore. My sister once told me a story about a child who couldn't see elves when he grew up. I cried for a long time and called my sister a liar because I hadn't even grown up yet and couldn't see the elf."

Hong Yijia's tone was gentle, as if she was carefully presenting her cherished memories to Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan thought about many situations and turned his head away: "I don't know. I just came here on April 31st this year and I don't have any memory of the past. I can't give you an answer."

"Yes, I know. After discovering that Mr. Illusion is so omnipotent, I also asked Xiaolin many times in a roundabout way, but the final answer was not what I expected." Hong Yijia stroked her hair.

After saying that, Hong Yijia took a deep breath, but she didn't look particularly upset. "No, then no. Dadu is so magical, with infinite possibilities. The illusion I saw in the past might be there. Although my brother-in-law accidentally got into trouble, I also want to thank him for giving me the opportunity to see Mr. Illusion with my own eyes and confirm it with you."

"Lin Yilin's temper isn't that good, so be nice when you see her, don't expect me to say nice things to you." Zheng turned his head and looked forward, speaking as if it was irrelevant. "Xiao Lin... Well, that can't be helped, after all, I really want to confirm it." Hong Yijia sighed softly.

Zheng Fan stretched his hand forward a little, and the distance between them seemed to be suddenly shortened. They came to Wei Yong who was knocked to the ground and Lin Yilin who was breathing slightly.

"Wow, I thought you could handle it, but I didn't expect you to be so violent." Zheng Fan looked at Wei Yong's dead dog-like appearance and said to Lin Yilin.

Lin Yilin didn't look at Zheng Fan at first, but her eyes fell on Hong Yijia for a moment, which made Hong Yijia feel uncomfortable. But she didn't say anything in the end, and responded to Zheng Fan's words: "It's just a clone, and I happen to have the means to borrow some power from the mirror."

Binary girl is still so humble.

At this moment, the mirror space began to vibrate violently.

The sound of poetry recitation that kept echoing in the background gradually became clearer from being vague.

It was Zhong Zuo's voice.

There is no skill, just emotion, repentance and apology. Not relieved, but ready to move on to a new life.

The figure in the mirror keeps changing.

Zhong Zuo, Hong Yiyi, Hong Yijia, Lin Yilin and even Villon, their spatial positions are constantly changing, getting closer and farther away.

Villon raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the mirror maze with a complicated expression.

He unknowingly came in front of Zhong Zuo and Hong Yiyi and sat on the ground in a mess.

There was silence among them.

Wei Yong suddenly laughed miserably: "Ha...you guys, are you all getting married already?"

"Yeah." Zhong Zuo nodded, "Actually, I'm still not ready."

"Don't be ridiculous, you winner in life." Wei Yong turned his head away with some disdain, but full of envy, "Don't tell me that I am tortured by inspiration. That's why I am what I am now. A genius writer, best-selling books, earning enough from royalties to live a lifetime, and married to a wife with a strong family background, beautiful and good to you. Any one of them would be enviable if released to others."

"...Yeah." Zhong Zuo did not deny it and nodded in agreement.

"So, just bear this kind of torture with peace of mind, great genius." After saying that, Wei Yong let out a long breath, continued to look up at himself in the mirror around him, and said sarcastically: "In the end, I can only accompany you in a curse-like situation, but if you can remember me, the ending of a small person like me is not bad."

After saying this, his body decomposed into pieces of mirror fragments, and these fragments further decomposed into words.

If you look carefully, you will easily find that these words are exactly "Strange Mirror" created by Zhong Zuo.

The last time "The Strange Mirror" was reorganized, it turned into Zhong Zuo's own appearance, and gave him a strange and mocking smile before completely disappearing.

Words are bridges, but even for Zhong Zuo, his level is far from enough.

At least he didn't convey what he wanted to say to Villon at that time.

Therefore, he could not give up everything, put the past behind him, say goodbye and forget just because he got married and found a safe haven.

The road of pursuing inspiration is far from over. He should endure this torture for the rest of his life and never stop.

(End of this chapter)