You're my wife, don't doubt it!

"If we're talking about mirrors, shall we go to the dance studio?" Shen Jie suddenly stopped and looked around.

"Sorry, one of the seven wonders of our school is that we don't have a dance studio."

"Then, the restroom?"

Xiao Yao said, "No need, there are crash barriers in the corridor outside our classroom."

"Anti-collision...mirror? Why would a mirror need to be anti-collision?"

"Ah, that's one of the seven wonders of our school," Xiao Yao said in an exaggeratedly cheerful tone, "It's that when students are running in the corridor, they can see the students running on the other side of the corner in advance, so they can avoid collisions. Isn't that amazing?"

"I understand," Shen Jie said in a nonchalant tone. "I thought these kinds of things only existed in underground parking garages."

"Don't your school's corridors have any corners?" Xiao Yao asked curiously.

“No one runs in the corridors of our school,” Shen Jie replied.

A brief silence enveloped the two of them.

A draft seemed to blow through the room, and Xiao Yao felt a little cold.

“Intentionally protecting the interests of those who break the rules is essentially punishing those who don’t,” Shen Jie said again.

"No, the mirror was bought and installed by our homeroom teacher, Ms. Yao, who paid for it herself," Xiao Yao explained.

“He’s a good person,” Shen Jie commented.

"Who says it isn't?"

As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the crash protection mirror that Teacher Yao had bought.

Xiao Yao reached out and tried, but as expected, he couldn't get in.

"Let me do it." Shen Jie's fingers disappeared into the mirror.

Xiao Yao's nostrils twitched slightly.

"Perhaps it's because you've already used your ticket," Shen Jie guessed.

The girl peered through half her shoulder into the mirror, cautiously peeked inside, then turned back and beckoned Xiao Yao to take her hand.

"Hurry up, there's no one here."

This wasn't the first time Xiao Yao had touched Shen Jie's hand, but the warm, boneless touch still made his blood circulate faster, and he instantly became aroused.

No matter how many times, ...

Xiao Yao subconsciously pulled down the hem of his clothes: "Where...where am I?"

They easily navigated through the mirrors and arrived at the school corridor that looked remarkably familiar.

Okay, actually I'm not very familiar with it.

The corridor is a school corridor, and the classrooms are school classrooms, but the bright red carpet, flashing neon lights, and sultry electronic music make it look more like a... nightclub?

"Money, cash register?" Xiao Yao asked hesitantly.

Shen Jie finally realized that the two had been holding hands for too long, and tried to pull her hand away but couldn't.

"Xiao Yao," Shen Jie called out.

"We need to avoid the mirrors here," Shen Jie was suddenly pulled aside by Xiao Yao. She subconsciously looked at the mirror and realized that she couldn't see herself in it.

"That's not right. Look, we clearly have shadows, and we can see reflections on the glass too."

"That's possible. Mirrors that don't show your reflection might be the entrance or exit. Let's verify it next time we encounter one."

The corridor was blocked at both ends by a jumble of tables and chairs, and the eerie environment exacerbated Shen Jie's unease. She temporarily gave up trying to pull her hand away and was led by Xiao Yao into the "classroom" in front of her.

"What happened to your hand?" Shen Jie then noticed that Xiao Yao's right hand was wrapped in bandages.

"It's nothing, it's from breaking the mirror." Xiao Yao tried to ignore the throbbing pain in his right hand.

It seems that as long as I return to this world, my right hand will revert to its injured state?

"This is our classroom... but..." Xiao Yao said.

There were no desks or chairs in the classroom, only a podium and a large round bed in the very center of the classroom.

That large round bed was the same one that Xiao Yao had been lying on in the "love hotel room" this morning.

The round bed emitted a soft pink light, and beneath the curtains, two figures seemed to be faintly visible, uttering murmurs that were inappropriate for children.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Jie saw Xiao Yao staggering forward and grabbed him tightly.

Xiao Yao seemed to have just woken up: "Ah, I just wanted to see who these two people were... just in case..."

"Are you crazy?" Shen Jie stamped her foot, her face slightly flushed. "Let's get out of here!"

"Leave? There's no other way out from here."

“The windows on the classroom walls are all mirrors,” Shen Jie reminded him.

The girl used her left hand to cover her face, then broke free from Xiao Yao's hand and used her right hand to cover his face as she passed the round bed in the center of the classroom.

“This is the one,” Xiao Yao said, reaching out to brush away Shen Jie’s hand that was covering his face. He carefully examined each window: “Only this one doesn’t have us in the mirror.”

However, neither Xiao Yao nor Shen Jie could pass through this mirror that had no reflection.

"Could it be that my guess was wrong?" Shen Jie rubbed her chin and walked around the classroom, trying out each mirror one by one.

Behind her, the panting on the round bed grew louder, which made Shen Jie a little anxious.

"Xiao Yao, you—Xiao Yao?" The girl suddenly realized that her male companion had disappeared sometime earlier.

"Xiao Yao! Where did you go!" Shen Jie turned around abruptly, but in the dimly lit classroom, there was no sign of Xiao Yao.

Instead, the two people on the bed stopped and turned to look at the girl.

Shen Jie covered her mouth with both hands.

Her heart pounded wildly, and her mind raced as she processed the situation before her.

Fortunately, a few seconds later, that familiar figure stepped into the classroom again, carrying a chair in his left hand.

"Excuse me, excuse me!" Xiao Yao called out. Before Shen Jie could react, he swung the chair and smashed it against the mirror that didn't reflect anyone's image!

With a loud crash, the mirror shattered, shards of glass littering the ground, and a passageway was revealed behind it.

"You're amazing!" Shen Jie exclaimed excitedly, then suddenly remembered something, raised her leg for a high kick but stopped, the tip of her snow-white dad shoe pressing against Xiao Yao's chin: "Who told you to leave without a word? I was so worried... so nervous!"

Shen Jie was wearing loose-fitting wide-leg trousers today, the hems covering most of her shoes, only the toes showing. And at this moment, the trousers slipped down, revealing the socks peeking out from the gap between the shoe upper and the trouser leg.

A strange fragrance mixed with the smell of leather wafted into Xiao Yao's nostrils. He stared intently at Shen Jie's ankles, which were encased in plain white wool socks: "I know, I won't do it again next time."

For the first time, at such close range... I could see even the wrinkles in her socks clearly. The girl's slender ankles were delicate and exquisite; to paraphrase Yu Dafu in "The Past," they were practically edible.

Xiao Yao suppressed the mischievous urge to reach out and untie the girl's shoelaces, while she put her foot down with satisfaction: "Let's go."

To prevent Xiao Yao from "getting lost" again, the girl did not let go of his hand.

They walked through one "classroom" after another, through one corridor after another, and smashed one mirror after another that did not reflect their image.

Each room looked very similar, and the building structure was not only different from that of a real school, but also defied common sense and even physics.

The only thing they had in common was that each room had a large bed in the center, and the actors behind the curtains seemed to have different body types.

Shen Jie neither looked at it herself nor allowed Xiao Yao to look at it. Therefore, although Xiao Yao really wanted to know who those "people" were, Shen Jie did not give him any chance to satisfy his curiosity.

"You said we played King's Game in a mirror the other day, what do you mean by that?"

“The most direct evidence is that I found Zhang Zhengkai’s GBA in the KTV room in the mirror,” Xiao Yao explained to her. “Later, I used my memory to reconstruct the whole process of Zhou Xiaoying’s birthday party.”

"Huh? You say."

“First, the waiter led us into the private room,” Xiao Yao recalled. “At the door of the private room, he reached out to push the door, but found nothing.”

"Really? I don't remember." Shen Jie was somewhat impressed by Xiao Yao's observation skills and memory.

"He even muttered to himself that he thought there was glass in the doorway," Xiao Yao continued his analysis. "Why would a waiter not even know if there was glass in the doorway of his own KTV's private rooms?"

“Maybe he’s new here, working part-time?” Shen Jie pointed out.

“It’s possible,” Xiao Yao admitted, “but I also thought of another possibility: that there really is a glass door there.”

“Then someone quietly,” Shen Jie continued, “for example, by applying a reflective layer to the back of the glass? Turning the glass into a mirror?”

"And so, without realizing it, we entered a world within a mirror," Xiao Yao said.

“This is a bit far-fetched,” Shen Jie said, lowering her head to think for a moment. “Besides, why does everyone else have the ability to pass through mirrors? I thought only the two of us could…”

“I haven’t figured this out either,” Xiao Yao said, “but think back to what happened after that. Xu Jiefeng and another woman were saying something about wanting to hire female escorts, right? And then you said this was a legitimate KTV, right?”

“They were just joking,” Shen Jie said.

“Yes, it was a joke.” Xiao Yao nodded and said, “But then, a waiter we’d never seen before came in with his companions, both men and women.”

"Because it's in a world within a mirror, Xu Jiefeng and Chen Xiaobei's wishes are materialized?" Shen Jie said.

“Although I haven’t been to KTVs much,” Xiao Yao said, “why would they suddenly change the waiter for no reason?”

"...So afterwards, even though we didn't order any alcohol, we all got drunk," Shen Jie said. "They clearly said before that they wouldn't sell alcoholic beverages to minors."

“It’s not the wine that makes people drunk, it’s the person who gets drunk,” Xiao Yao said. “And I was the only one in the room who wasn’t drunk.”

"..."

“And that crazy King’s Game, for middle school students, it was way too fancy, wasn’t it?” Xiao Yao turned around and picked up a wooden chair. “You yourself said that they don’t usually play like this, right?”