The pig-headed chef's eyes, like Zhou Bai's, are covered with white.
When he saw the mirror in Zhou Bai's hand, the expression on his face slowly changed from confusion to surprise, and then to cruelty.
Then he held the kitchen knife in his hand, yelled, and walked towards the direction of Zhou Bai.
In these short few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through Zhou Bai's mind.
Grab his kitchen knife and kill him directly.
Stretch out your claws and tear him apart.
Or rush up and bite him hard, knocking off his pig head and the pork.
These thoughts came to his mind immediately.
The desire for blood made him uncontrollable, and he began to tremble.
Zhou Bai tried hard to suppress these thoughts in his heart.
His eyes were already looking at the mirror in his hand.
The pig-head with white eyes in the mirror, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, walked closer and closer to Zhou Bai's direction.
As a result, the pig's head in the mirror became bigger and bigger.
In the end, only a pair of white eyes remained, appearing in the mirror.
Zhou Bai had to suppress the violent thoughts in his heart, so the hand holding the mirror started to tremble.
The image in the mirror kept shaking.
In the picture, the pig-headed chef holding a kitchen knife started to move, imaginary and real.
He raised the kitchen knife, as if he was going to slash Zhou Bai in the next second.
However, at this moment, the mirror in front of him hit the door frame hard.
There was a "clang" sound.
The picture in the mirror is fragmented.
The pig-headed chef in the picture also disappeared.
A slightly fat human chef appeared in front of Zhou Bai.
Zhou Bai's eyes saw this familiar world again.
Suddenly, all the restless feeling in my heart disappeared.
He lowered his head and looked at the fragments of mirror that fell to the ground.
Then he gasped for air.
The chef standing in front of him raised his kitchen knife and looked at Zhou Bai standing next to him with a confused expression.
Zhou Bai finally regained his composure.
He looked up at the chef who was still in a daze, and then walked directly past him.
Zhou Bai walked to the wall and picked up the broom placed in the corner.
He walked back, lowered his head silently, and cleaned up the glass shards on the ground.
"What happened to me recently?
It’s over, I feel like my brain is going to be broken.”
The chef stretched out his hand and patted his head.
Then he took the kitchen knife and walked back to the food preparation table muttering to himself.
Zhou Bai didn't look at him, but swept all the glass fragments on the ground into the dustpan.
Then he dumped them all into the trash can.
After Zhou Bai finished doing this, he let out a long sigh of relief.
The mirror is gone, but the mirror will bring negative emotions.
If it's broken, it's broken.
Zhou Bai had some guesses as to what other animals would look like when they appeared in the mirror.
The only thing he regrets is that he didn't take this mirror to see what "Director Lin" really looks like now.
It seems that I can only find other solutions myself, but I understand this matter.
Thinking of this, Zhou Bai walked into the kitchen, picked up a jar of honey, took a spoonful and put it into the cup.
Xiao Hei's protein powder and Nightingale's honey water are two things that Zhou Bai prepares every day.
It’s just that there are too many things to do today, so the honey water was prepared a little late.
Zhou Bai walked up to the chef and turned to look at his slightly clumsy movements.
In his mind, he couldn't help but picture how he looked in the mirror.
The chef seemed to have forgotten what had just happened.
Seeing Zhou Bai standing next to him, he complained to him.
"Well, my hands and feet have become less and less flexible recently.
I’m afraid it will be difficult for me to continue doing this job.”
Zhou Bai didn't know how to answer his words, so he could only pretend to be busy with other things.
He picked up the kettle beside him and poured water into his cup.
The chef didn't care about Zhou Bai's silence.
Instead, he continued.
"If you're done, come over and help me.
I'm alone, I'm afraid I won't be able to prepare all the dinner."
Zhou Bai nodded to him.
Then he took the brewed honey water and walked towards where the nightingale was.
The nightingale still stayed next to Director Lin's office.
When he saw Zhou Bai coming with honey water, he flapped his wings and turned his head to the other side, not wanting to look at him.
Because Zhou Bai took away the turtle, the nightingale never liked him very much.
But it had to eat the food that Zhou Bai brought to it every day and drink the honey water that Zhou Bai had brewed for it.
So much so that when it saw Zhou Bai now, it became a little awkward.
I can't get angry, and I don't want to get along well with him.
Zhou Bai had long been accustomed to its attitude.
Put the honey water in front of it, then fold your hands on your chest and stare at it coldly.
Next to it is Director Lin's office.
If you want to sneak in and look through things, it's hard not to pass by it.
When the nightingale saw that Zhou Bai actually put down the honey water, it didn't leave quickly.
He kept turning his head awkwardly.
Zhou Bai felt a little funny when he saw it like this.
I didn't plan to leave, I just looked at it like this, wanting to see how long it could maintain this action.
The nightingale turned its head and stood on the shelf.
After waiting for a long time, Zhou Bai was not seen leaving.
As a result, it twisted its neck until it almost cramped.
Finally unable to hold on any longer, he turned his head and glared at Zhou Bai fiercely.
Zhou Bai smiled and moved the honey water in front of it.
The nightingale snorted coldly.
He glanced at the honey water in front of him, then lowered his head and started drinking.
Zhou Bai looked at the way it lowered its head to drink water, thought about it, and suddenly said to it.
"The turtle lives in my room.
Eat well and sleep well.
Life is going smoothly, you don’t have to worry about it.”
Nightingale was struck by Zhou Bai's words and stopped drinking water immediately.
Then he turned his head again.
It seemed that it didn't want Zhou Bai to see its expression.
However, Zhou Bai didn't know how to distinguish the expressions of birds, so even if it had any expression on its face, Zhou Bai couldn't tell.
Zhou Bai looked at it and then continued.
"If you want to see it, I can take you to see it.
But I agreed first that I could only take a look, and then I had to leave.
And, no singing is allowed."
When the nightingale heard that she was not allowed to sing, she turned away angrily.
Seeing it like this, Zhou Bai could only shrug and said to it.
"Forget it if you don't want to."
This chapter has been completed!