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Singing opera

In the middle of the night, Zhou Xiaolong stood in front of the sink like a ghost, which was quite creepy.

I initially thought that Zhou Xiaolong wanted to wash his hands or face because it was hot, and he often woke up sweaty in the middle of the night. Sometimes, I would also get up in the middle of the night to splash cold water on my face, which would make me feel much more comfortable and relieve the heat inside my body.

However, Zhou Xiaolong stood motionless in front of the sink, as if he didn't have any intention to wash his face.

From my perspective, if he was washing his face or hands, Zhou Xiaolong didn't lower his head or bend over but stood straight. This was strange. What was he doing?

I shivered and suddenly realized what Zhou Xiaolong was doing. Zhou Xiaolong was looking straight into the mirror, he was... looking at himself?!

Looking at oneself in the mirror is an extremely ordinary thing, but doing it in the middle of the night is a bit eerie.

There's a saying among the people: "It's not advisable to walk at night or look into the mirror."

Why is that?

Because after dark, yin energy becomes stronger, and all sorts of evil entities that dare not come out during the day roam freely at night. If one needs to walk around at night, they must have strong internal energy. Those with weak internal energy are more likely to encounter unclean things, which is what we usually call "being possessed."

As for mirrors, we consider them to reflect souls. In the middle of the night, mirrors gather a lot of yin energy. It's considered very ominous to look into a mirror at that time, and unexpected supernatural events may occur.

Of course, from a scientific perspective, looking into a mirror at night is also highly discouraged. According to science, when people wake up in the middle of the night, their minds are in a dazed state. Looking into a mirror during this time can easily create hallucinations. Coupled with the lack of light at night and the blurry reflection in the mirror, it's easy for people to associate it with horror. In a dazed state, if someone suddenly gets frightened, they might "lose their soul."

(Friendly reminder: Never try to wake up in the middle of the night and look into a mirror without turning on the lights. You might see things that are usually invisible during the day in your house, or even see a different version of yourself in the mirror. Remember, remember!)

I didn't know if Zhou Xiaolong understood the taboo of not looking into a mirror at night, but aside from that, the behavior of getting up in the middle of the night to look in the mirror was already peculiar. Moreover, the dormitory was pitch black, so how could he see anything? Wouldn't it be in vain? Even if there was moonlight on the balcony, wouldn't it make it even more eerie to look into the mirror under its illumination?

Anyway, I felt that something was off about Zhou Xiaolong at that moment, really off!

I wanted to open my mouth and shout Zhou Xiaolong's name, but just as the words were about to come out, I swallowed them back down.

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I considered two factors: if I shouted aloud in the middle of the night, it would startle the other sleeping people in the dormitory. And, more importantly, I was worried that Zhou Xiaolong might be a sleepwalker. If he really was sleepwalking, my shout might frighten him, potentially even causing harm. In that case, my good intentions would make me indirectly responsible for harming Zhou Xiaolong.

After some thought, I decided to continue pretending to sleep, lying still in bed, to see what Zhou Xiaolong was up to.

I also realized that if Zhou Xiaolong really was sleepwalking, after a while, he should climb back into his own bed. As long as I didn't intentionally wake him up, nothing should happen to him.

Seconds turned into minutes, and the previously motionless Zhou Xiaolong suddenly started moving.

To my surprise, Zhou Xiaolong's first move was to raise his index finger in a graceful manner, then sway his waist, assuming a posture just like a woman!

I was deeply puzzled. What was Zhou Xiaolong doing?

In my impression, Zhou Xiaolong had always been a tough guy who engaged in fights. I never expected him to have such a flamboyant side!

If this kind of behavior was performed by Zhang Meng, I wouldn't find it so surprising, but it was Zhou Xiaolong, the troublemaker.

Normally, Zhou Xiaolong often made fun of Zhang Meng for being effeminate. How could he himself be acting this way?

I took a sharp breath. Could it be that Zhou Xiaolong had Dissociative Identity Disorder?

Within Zhou Xiaolong's body, there was a man and a woman coexisting. During the day, he was a normal man, but at night, the woman inside him would come out?

There were indeed such cases in real life, but the probability was extremely low. Based on my understanding of Zhou Xiaolong, I didn't think it was likely.

However, there was a scientific theory stating that when people sleepwalk, they can enter an alter ego role, and the person doesn't know what they're doing.

Various thoughts flashed through my mind. At this moment, Zhou Xiaolong's movements became more frequent.

He would wave his hand, twist his waist, silently talking to himself in front of the mirror, watching a big man in the mirror act coquettishly like a woman. My body's every pore opened up, oozing cold air.

Zhou Xiaolong's performance reminded me of someone!

That woman who appeared in my dream!

Vaguely, I remembered that when I was in the dream, that woman was singing and dancing in the mist. The posture she had at the time was exactly the same as Zhou Xiaolong's now!

Oh no!

My heart thumped heavily. Zhou Xiaolong wasn't sleepwalking; he was... possessed by the woman from the dream!

I immediately lost all sleepiness, instinctively reaching under my pillow to grab a yellow talisman.

On the first day I entered the dormitory, for safety reasons, I hid a talisman under my pillow. I didn't expect it to be useful so soon.