[ Lan Wangji takes the phone, staring at his doppelganger, although he remembers his manners enough to look at Sizhui, nodding in appreciation.
He waits until Sizhui is out of the room before turning back to the phone. It's incredibly odd to see his image reflected back like this - just enough differences that he's not looking at a mirror image. ]
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He waits until Sizhui is out of the room before turning back to the phone. It's incredibly odd to see his image reflected back like this - just enough differences that he's not looking at a mirror image. ]
It was a cursed mirror that brought me here.