Soulmate in the mirror

It's almost midnight.

I sat face to face with my reflection in the bedroom vanity mirror, holding a perfectly sized apple in my left hand. His other hand gripped the handle of a sharp wood peeling knife tightly.

The light from the bulbs had been extinguished, and the soft yellow candle in front of them was the only source keeping the room from being swallowed up by darkness.

I looked at my uncertain eyes in the mirror. They showed no hesitation at all. The haze, combined with the extremely quiet atmosphere around me, gave me goosebumps for no reason.

Many times I have been startled by the swaying shadows of the familiar bedroom candle flames in normal times. But at this time, I didn't feel that way at all. It was as if something was lurking in the shadows and watching my actions.

Even with the reflection of one's own face in the mirror, it is shaded so darkly that it looks like someone else. It looks mysterious, unfamiliar and creates no less fear.

Can you give up on your intentions now?

If it weren't just for my curiosity, I'd probably sleep comfortably on the soft bed tonight.

A few days ago, I and a group of friends in the office got together to chat like single ladies, and one of our most popular stories was about me having a crush on a co-worker from another department and having problems. My close friends in the group all knew and even though they cheered me on every chance I got, my relationship with him didn't progress at all.

He's so polite and nice-looking. It's a shame that I give up on my plans every time I think of going in to talk to increase my friendship with him.

After talking and talking, each of them came up with a plan to win the heart of the man of my dreams, which I personally think was hoping to create a lively atmosphere in the conversation rather than anyone in the group coming up with a crazy idea.

“How to see your soulmate”

The word that was used as the search topic was typed into a famous website. In less than a second, many website names lined up on the computer screen. We clicked on one of them.

A popular and accurate way to see your soulmate.

Before starting the ceremony, extinguish all lights and light candles in front of the mirror to provide brightness instead of the little soft light at night. That is the source of energy. It helps to strengthen the concentration and determination of the person performing the ceremony.

Take an apple and a peeler and sit in front of a mirror. His eyes stared at the candle flame in front of him. Make a wish about what you want.

our soulmate

At midnight, begin peeling the apples by slowly turning the edge of the knife towards the peeler. Do not let the apple peel lack the spirit of prayer every moment you move the edge of the knife along the surface of the fruit.

I want you to see my soulmate. I want you to see my soulmate.

Never take your eyes off the mirror if your mind is steadfast enough. If you pray sincerely enough Little by little our image in the mirror becomes blurred. and the image of our soulmate will appear in its place

Don't panic, keep peeling the apples. Don't stop until the effect is gone and everything will return to normal.

Warning

This method is very effective but can be quite scary. It is not suitable for the faint of heart and you should never tear the peel of an apple during the ceremony.

“Hey, it's fun to try. See if he's your soulmate or not. If yes, then you will have the confidence to continue. If not, you will quickly give up.”

A friend commented after the group had been silent for a while as everyone was too busy reading the text on the screen.

“Damn you, this is clearly fooling children. How can you believe this? It's already noon. Let's go find something to eat."

I changed the subject and pretended not to care as my brain memorized the method in detail.

Well, I was actually the one who told them that it was just a trick for children. But why is it that now I'm sitting in front of the mirror at midnight like this? Previously, I had spent a lot of money buying apples to practice peeling. I don't know how much.

Am I crazy?

His eyes glanced at the alarm clock set next to the candle, the second hand ticking at a slow, steady rhythm. It's almost midnight.

tuk tak tuk tak

The sound of my own heart pounding loudly in my chest would make me change my mind right now, I told myself, looking at the reflection in the mirror to question my intentions one more time.

“Grack”

The long and short hands overlapped with the number twelve. I automatically pressed the knife edge onto the apple skin, completely forgetting my hesitation from a second before. The apple was rotated in line with the sharp strokes. skillful knife His eyes stared at his own image in the mirror, not blinking, his mind thinking of that person.

The person I secretly love is the person who might be my soulmate.

Even though the doors and windows were all closed. But a cold wind of unknown origin blew across my skin. The candle flame flickered, creating a frightening, nerve-shaking shadow. My hand unconsciously pressed the blade deeper than usual.

The strokes wavered slightly, the knife edge was brought back to its original level and the rhythm of peeling the opaque bark caused by the distortion of the candlelight gradually. Unwind and drop in a long line to the ground below.

His back was covered with sweat and it felt like someone was standing and breathing on his neck. The atmosphere was filled with paranoia.

In the mirror, my image became blurry. And when he looked closely, it seemed like he could see the outline of someone's face.

tuk tak tuk tak

Even though I want to know, my heart is broken. But why at this time do I feel like I really don't want to see if it's him or not? Yes, it must be. And if not, what if the person in the mirror isn't what I thought? Oh no, it must be right. It must be him.

The page layout that wasn't mine became more and more apparent.

I was excited, hesitant, confused, my concentration was slipping. The knife edge was pressed deeper and faster than it should have. I subconsciously leaned my body and face towards the mirror to get a clearer look at the scene in front of me.

Who is it? Is it him? Please, please, please let it be him too.

Suddenly

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

A voice of excruciating pain suddenly pulled up in every direction. I was terrified and immediately pulled myself away from the mirror. The vague image of the person in the mirror showing signs of madness. A shrill scream echoed in his ears.

I just sat still, staring at the not-so-beautiful sight in front of me without blinking, my brain dazed at what was happening.

What happened? Why is it like this?

His eyes drifted down and to the floor. The peel of an apple is cut into long strips. It was there that it fell nearby. with my feet

When? Since when? Since when has it been broken? His heart seemed to stop beating like never before. When I looked up in the mirror again The vague image in front of me had disappeared. The howling sound had disappeared since I don't know when.

Everything in the room seemed to return to normal in the mirror, with only my face showing an expression of unbearable panic. The entire room was silent as if the screams had never happened before.

Heart pounding, breathing short. His brain was dazed and his trembling hand moved towards the mirror in front of him to check for abnormalities just moments ago.

All of a sudden...

The candle flame suddenly extinguished and the entire room was enveloped in darkness. Fear rushed into my heart, my hands and feet were cold. I don't want to know anything anymore. I swung the knife and apple in different directions before quickly jumping up and covering myself on the bed.

A quiet atmosphere surrounds the ears, listening to unusual sounds outside the blanket. Eyes rolling back and forth in the darkness, nerves tense and alert all the time.

"Ding...confused...clunky"

The elevator door opened and I walked slowly out of the rectangular box. He was waiting in front of the office door. He is the person I secretly love.

“I have been waiting for you for a long time.”

He said as soon as he looked at me, I looked around. And found that I was the only person in this area.

“Wait, wait for me?”

I said, confused by his words.

“Yes, sir. I have been waiting for you. I have something to tell you.”

He walked towards me in a familiar manner. I lowered my head, not daring to meet those intense eyes. Or is it really him? my soulmate

"That's right. What I'm trying to tell you is that I'm your soulmate."

Hey, what did he say just now?

A handsome face with sharp eyes slowly moved closer. I looked up and couldn't believe what I was hearing, I hadn't said anything yet. And how did he know my thoughts?

“I have been in love with you for a long time. But I don't dare go in and talk to him.”

He walked closer to me, his strong hands and forearms pulling my body close to him.

“Will you accept my love?”

I averted my eyes, unable to believe that he would confess his love. His two hands slowly moved up from my waist, creating a strange tingling sensation in my chest.

“Go stay with me.”

I looked up, fascinated, my eyes sparkling.

“Yes...”

Before I could say anything, two powerful hands wrapped around my neck. I was stunned, staring at his face in disbelief. A howl sounded like I had never heard it before before. His dark face turned distorted, a long crack appeared on his neck before crimson blood flowed out.

A twisted face slid into view, murderous eyes staring intently at me, a grin on the mouth, a chin-smacking voice coming out as well as a fishy odor that overflowed with the rhythm of speaking.

"...go...stay...with...me...at...my...love..."

I woke up from the eerie dream and sweat covered my face and back. The brain still clearly remembers the horror from a moment ago.

Sigh, was this a dream or did I fall asleep? I don't know when. Last night, he must have been so afraid that he couldn't take it all in and dream about it. No, I don't dare to play again.

I got up from the bed and arranged my personal affairs, feeling drowsy but quickly alerted that the clock on the dresser said that if I did anything longer than this, I would be late for work.

The elevator door opened and I walked quickly. In the office, several people were gathered together talking about something. From the expressions on each person's face, you could guess that it wasn't a joke.

"What's the matter with you guys? Oh, let's gather together and talk early in the morning."

I went to greet my group of friends. They all turned at the sound of greeting and turned their attention to me almost at the same time.

“Do you not know anything about this?”

"About what"

The expression on the person asking the question was serious, which made me confused as to what exactly was going on.

“Well, young man from the next department. The one you secretly liked, he died last night."

Damn, these words seemed to resound in my hollow brain.

“Last night at midnight. A friend who was in the next room heard the screams and came out to look. But before he could break the door in, he died and his throat was slashed by a sharp object. The wound was so gaping, you could see that they said there were no signs of a struggle at all, and even then, I still couldn't hold anyone's hand and smell it. Bruh, that's terrifying."

His throat was slashed by a sharp object. There were no signs of a struggle. Can't hold anyone's hand.

tuk tak tuk tak

His heart was pounding erratically as if he wanted to escape. Tears were brimming with cold water like someone had poured cold water on him.

Impossible, not true This is clearly a lie. How could something like this be possible? My wandering eyes captured such a blurred image. of the face of a friend who was approaching

“Eh, what happened to your neck? There are red spots here and there.”

The last sound seemed to float on the wind from somewhere far away. My last thought before I lost consciousness.

What will I do tonight?