Another World: My life is on the rise!

Lin En stood there for a long time, his eyes filled with the emotions that made him feel more torn.

But he was also trying to restrain his emotions.

Because he knew.

He was just a bystander after all, a shadow that fell from the distant future, and he could not change anything here.

But what happened afterwards.

Or maybe he already had the answer, because soon after that, she connected the entire building and fell into the dark whisper in the burning.

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At that moment.

Lin En clenched his teeth suddenly, and almost swam deeper into the subconscious image with all his strength.

He wanted to find more fragments of memory.

He wanted to understand the whole life of Miss Doll before she fell, why there was such a life, and why there was such treatment, if living was to be tortured...

In a moment.

"Found it!"

Lin En suddenly reached out to the light spot floating with the waves in the deep sea.

At least let me know how I can take you away from this darkness!

…

At that moment, Lin En suddenly crashed into the image of that new memory.

The picture gradually took shape in the ripples, but this time it was no longer the metropolis full of luxury and sin. The sky was blue, and the snow-white petals were floating around. When it fell to the ground, it was the mossy stone brick ground. People were coming and going on the road. The steam cars of the old industrial era were driving on the road, running side by side with horses. This was a retro street like the 19th century.

Lin En stood in a daze in the traffic.

Across the road, under the big tree full of petals, he saw the figure of the girl who was as white as a little elf. The breeze blew up her long hair and tattered dress. She stood on tiptoe, raised her head, and looked at the big tree full of petals.

It seemed like she was younger.

She still had normal skin, and her figure was a little thin with malnutrition.

She raised her head, as if she had an ignorant yearning for the big tree full of flowers, and it seemed that every little girl had a yearning for beauty in her heart. She stood there for a long time at the edge of the busy street.

It seemed that a petal fell on the tip of her nose.

The touch of the slight pollen made her sneeze, but when she raised her head, Lin En still saw the subtle difference between her and ordinary children.

Her eyes were empty.

It was as if she was born insensitive to the outside world, and her young heart was locked.

But she would still go to see those flowers.

Sometimes she could look at them for a long time in the afternoon, until her mother took her hand and took her away.

"10 shillings in total, ma'am. You know that your child has congenital cognitive impairment and she has difficulty communicating even with basic skills. Don't expect to sell her for a high price. But if you are willing to consider your other healthy boy, the price should satisfy you."

"No, no, that's it. I'm desperate. I can't stand losing a child. I just need some money. Maybe I can catch the last ship to the South Continent... But please treat her well anyway. She... She can do some simple physical work now..."

But the gentleman's voice interrupted her soon.

"That's not a big deal, ma'am. I've seen many mothers like you. Of course, I'm not offending you, but you know that this child will have nothing to do with you in the future. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I... I understand, but I still hope you can find a good family for her, even as a maid..."

"So do you still need this money, ma'am? If you keep talking, I'm sorry, ma'am, my time is precious."

"I... I understand."

The figure whose face could not be seen tremblingly took the ten shillings from the gentleman.

She looked at the child standing in front of the tree, looking up at the petals, biting her lips, and looked at the vendors selling all kinds of second-hand goods on the roadside. She finally took out the dirty pennies and ran over quickly.

She received the first gift in her life.

It was a worn-out doll that was already somewhat damaged. She was wearing a gorgeous lace skirt and a small hat like that of an aristocratic court. Although it was worn-out, it was still a nice and exquisite doll before it was discarded.

She stuffed the doll into her daughter's hand, wiped the marks on her face, grabbed her shoulders, and looked at the empty eyes with pity and sadness.

"Be obedient."

"It's been so long, and mom has nothing to give you. Then hold this doll. Mom is leaving and may not be able to see you for a long time, but believe me, after I go to the South Continent to find your father, I will definitely come back to find you in the future."

"So you have to be obedient, be obedient."

The little girl looked at the woman in front of her, her eyes were still empty, just like every day, she didn't react at all.

But she obviously liked the doll very much, she held it very tightly.

She just didn't know why her face was wet, and didn't understand why "Mom was leaving".

She finally left.

In her empty eyes, white flowers falling from the big tree floated. She looked at the familiar woman's figure disappearing in the crowd. She seemed to turn her head to take a look, but soon lowered her head and held the hand of the boy named "brother" in the distance, and she could not see it from afar.

She just stood there, holding the doll.

Some fine snow fell faintly from the sky, mixed with those white flowers. She felt a little cold, and her little hands were frozen purple. She could only hold it tighter.

She stood for a long time.

Until a tall figure came to her side.

He grabbed her hair roughly, dragging her back as if he was impatiently pulling a purchased commodity. She could smell the smell of low-quality tobacco on his fingers, and saw the big tree with white flowers falling away from her eyes little by little.

And...

Mom.

A carriage drove over from a distance. The man opened the locked compartment at the back. He picked her up like a piece of garbage and threw her into it casually.

The compartment was filled with the stench of excrement. She saw many ragged children who looked like her curled up together. When the door opened, some of them cried, but soon they were scolded by the man and beaten with sticks.

Click.

The rusty iron door closed heavily, and the sky with snow and the tree with falling flowers disappeared in her eyes as the two doors gradually closed.

It was so dark.

Why, I can't see anything.