Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 1547: Wandering for the rest of my life (1)

The illusions of several consecutive memories were also broken and dissipated bit by bit at this moment.

Linn once again returned to the darkness of the subconscious.

That clear and reality-like experience made Linn feel waves of suffocation and depression. For a moment, he seemed to be really in it, experiencing it with the former doll lady. It tells such a dark story of ups and downs.

Linn's brows furrowed.

He was silent.

The hoarse cry she made when she fell into the sea still appeared in front of his eyes. At that moment, it was like a whole Mount Tai was pressing on you, making it difficult for you to get even a ray of respite from that dark fate.

And these are all things that Miss Doll experienced before she fell.

He couldn't imagine how she must have felt at that time.

I finally opened my heart, but I could only watch my best friend die. I gained my freedom, but I also lost the most precious thing that I had finally obtained.

And Lynn couldn't even change.

Because all of these are things that have happened before, and are the past events before the fall that have become a foregone conclusion.

A voice kept reminding him not to pursue his quest any further.

Because he knows.

All you can see here is darkness.

But Lin En still had no hesitation and once again set his eyes firmly and swam towards the deep space of the subconscious. He wanted to truly understand her life. Even if all he saw was darkness, he must find a way to break through it.

next moment.

Deeper in the turbulent flow of his subconscious, he once again found the light spot that symbolized memory.

In an instant he burst into it.

……

slam-la-

The waves of the sea rang in his ears, the long calls of seagulls came from above his head, and the scorching sunlight made you almost unable to open your eyes.

But there is no blue sea and sky there.

The sky is shrouded in thick layers of haze. The towering chimneys piercing the sky one after another in the distant industrial park are still pouring out a steady stream of dark smoke. In the distance of the coast, the sea It also seemed to be covered with a thick layer of mud, with the disgusting black oil and colorful debris floating around.

One after another, the fish washed up on the shore struggled to move their gills, and their bodies were covered in disgusting oil.

The feathers of the chirping seagulls also seemed to be covered with sludge and irremovable industrial pollution.

The waves are still hitting the rocks on the shore one after another.

He saw the little girl holding a doll in the black oil. She crawled slowly bit by bit from the beach full of dead fish, just like the scene after falling into hell. Scenes.It's just that she is so small, and her small size makes people pity her.

She survived.

The sea did not take her life.

Long steam whistles of cargo ships came from the distant port. They were the long, beast-like whistles of ships heading to the New World.

She left that hell and lost her only friend.

But Lin En could clearly feel that she was getting stronger and stronger, and she was no longer the ignorant little girl she was a few months ago. He saw the strong desire to survive in her, just like her My sister said, no matter how painful it is, you must work hard to live.

During those few days.

She was wandering in rags on the edge of the city.

For a little girl, other strays, wild dogs, everyone in the civilized world, and the bad weather are her biggest enemies.

She found a place to stay in the cracks of the bridge that was full of sewage. She didn't dare to go out during the day because it attracted too much attention. Only at night did she dare to climb out and get out of the trash can at the corner of the street. Look for something to keep you hungry.

Her coins were lost in the sea.

Only the one Shirley gave her last was left, which she hid inside the doll.

She has been hiding.

one day.

When she was rummaging through the trash for the leftover food, she heard a whimpering sound coming from the corner. She instinctively almost ran away, but she quickly stopped.

Because it's a puppy.

Its whole body was wet, and there were traces of bites from other wild dogs everywhere on its body. Its entire front paws were dripping with blood. It was hiding in the corner and licking its wounds with a whimper. In this city, the injured There is no difference between a stray dog ​​and a homeless person. It is difficult for them to survive until dawn the next day.

She adopted it.

He gave it half of the only food he had collected, bandaged it, and took it back to his residence.

Maybe for her at that time, she just saw her own shadow in that little stray dog. They were all the same, alone and lonely.

At least that time.

The haze in her eyes seemed to have dissipated a lot.

She thought it wouldn't survive the dawn of the next day, but after she took care of it and bandaged it, it miraculously recovered, and every time she came back from finding food, it would wagging its tail and fly quickly out of the bridge hole. He jumped out and circled around her happily.

Just like that, Shirley took care of her little sister.

And now, she's caring for the homeless puppy, too.

And a new partner has joined.

The wandering life seems no longer so lonely and monotonous.

At night, she would still secretly search for food in the city's garbage dumps, and the puppy would follow her. With the help of its sensitive sense of smell, they could often find some edible and useful food from the garbage. Or, after hearing footsteps and the approach of other strangers and stray dogs, quickly give warning so that you can escape in advance.

And every day.

Wake up from that damp bridge hole.

She could hear the shrill whistles of the freighters heading to the New World.

She began to store food.

Something that will last a long time and will last a long time.

Every day she would save a little, and under the curious gaze of the puppy, she would hide them in the deepest corner of the bridge hole and wrap them properly in rags.

she knows.

time is limited.

Because the sewage under the bridge has begun to freeze faintly, the night wind is no longer as strong as before, and the leaves are also falling.

She is leaving here.

Go to the other side of the sea.

Go find mom.

She hugged her stuffed doll tightly, lowered her head, and spent the cold night huddled in the cold wind.

Winter is approaching.

She also started her own preparations.

Occasionally she could see the warm family with a pair of children through the bright window and hear their laughter. In the morning, she could see the gentleman father and the kind mother holding their two children. Walking on the spacious street with his hand, his face was filled with an expression of happiness.