林墨挣扎着扭动身体,皮带勒得他手腕生疼.
Lin Mo struggled against the restraints, the leather biting painfully into his wrists.
那个"他自己"正一步步靠近,手术刀在灯光下反射出寒芒.
That "other him" walked closer, the scalpel glinting coldly under the fluorescent light.
"你以为能一直当那个沉默的观察者吗?"
"You think you can stay the silent observer forever?"
"你以为不说话,就不是共犯?"
"You think keeping quiet means you're not complicit?"
"你是我,我才是真正的你."
"I am you—and I'm the real one."
林墨咬紧牙关,怒视着面前那个镜像.
Lin Mo clenched his teeth, glaring at the mirror image in front of him.
"不,你只是我的影子——是我扔掉的那部分."
"No. You're just my shadow—the part I threw away."
镜像一笑,刀刃贴着他的脸轻轻划过.
The mirror-self smiled, dragging the scalpel gently across Lin Mo's cheek.
"可惜,我爬出来了."
"Too bad—I crawled out."
系统提示随之浮现:
A system prompt appeared:
「人格侵蚀开始.」
"Personality corruption initiated."
「当前人格完整度:72%.如降至0%,将由镜像人格接管编号017.」
"Current Personality Integrity: 72%. If it reaches 0%, Mirror Personality will assume control of No.017."
林墨的意识开始剧烈震荡,头痛如裂.
Lin Mo's mind reeled, a sharp pain splitting through his skull.
他仿佛能感受到那个"他"在脑海深处抓挠,啃噬——
He could feel the other "him" clawing and gnawing inside his mind—
试图抢走他的一切.
Trying to take everything.
忽然,一道破空声响起——
Suddenly, a whistling sound sliced through the air—
那把手术刀飞了出去,钉在墙上.
The scalpel flew from the hand and embedded itself in the wall.
苏槐站在门口,手里握着一根粗铁棍,目光冰冷.
Su Huai stood at the door, gripping a thick iron rod, her gaze icy.
"放开他."她写在手中的纸条上,举给镜像看.
"Let him go," she had written on a note, holding it up to the mirror-self.
镜像回头,露出一个讽刺的笑容.
The mirror-self turned back and gave her a mocking smile.
"你能救他一次,能救第二次吗?"
"You can save him once—can you save him twice?"
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