Another World: My life is on the rise!

that night.

The gnawing sounds of the rustling mice became louder.

Her nails seemed to be broken and there was blood all over her fingers.

She seems to have a new job.

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Shirley no longer needs to hide in the gaps in the gears like them. She has to go to the room that they are not allowed to go to every day, and when she comes back at night, she will bring fresh food to each of them, but But she seemed to be getting more and more haggard day by day, and she was no longer as optimistic and lively as before.

night.

The sound of rats gnawing became louder and louder.

Until one day.

In that dark sleep, she woke her up, and her face seemed to have the same optimistic look as before. She put a few coins in her hand, and she and she said.

"We can go find Auntie."

That night, she opened the wooden board covering the corner in front of her for the first time. That position was earned by her efforts in the past two years, and it was also the best position in the cellar. She had never been close to it. As a favor, she would beat any child away if they tried to get close there. Even if it was her, she wouldn't let them get close.

And when the board is opened.

She saw the deep tunnel.

It turned out that the sound that came every night was not the sound of mice gnawing, but the sound of her digging bit by bit.

She told her that it took her more than a year to dig through this place. It was very humid here, and mice could dig holes and get the bread crumbs from outside. That meant that it could be dug out, and it led to Outside.

That was also the night.

She led her through the tunnel and crawled under the underground factory where the gears had stopped meshing.

They kept crawling along the long pipe. They dodged the patrolling foreman and trudged out from the gap between the gears and the machine tools. She kept telling her that they were free and would never come back again. They no longer have to work hard, no longer have to sleep in that humid cellar, they can eat delicious bread, and they can finally live a normal life.

But soon.

The patrolling dog discovered them.

The barking of dogs woke up the entire factory, but they had no way out. They could only follow the deeper pipes and hide in places where it was difficult for those people to climb in.

There were sirens everywhere outside, and the sounds of people's footsteps everywhere.

She could only hug her doll tightly, and Shirley held her tightly.

know what she said.

"I still know a way."

That was something she had only noticed in the last few days, because no child had ever been able to go into the foreman's room before.

She led him to avoid the vicious dogs and kept climbing.

They finally climbed to the sewer pipe.

This is a port, close to the sea. All the wastewater in the factory is discharged into the sea along the dense underground sewer pipes. The stinky industrial wastewater makes the nearby seawater seem to be dyed. A mess of oil.

The stench was so bad that I couldn't breathe and almost fell into coma.

They finally found a pipeline leading to the outside world, but the vicious dogs also discovered them, and the scolding and insults from outside could be heard in the distance.

They can only keep crawling and crawling hard.

finally.

They saw the light.

I heard the distant sound of waves.

But at the same time, they also heard the footsteps above the pipe, and heard the abusive sound of prying the iron plate above the pipe.

"Quick! Climb forward! Don't look back, we will be free soon, we will leave here soon!"

She listened to Shirley's mournful voice coming from behind.

She finally climbed there.

I saw the vast sky outside, the endless sea, the freighters driving on the dock, and the morning light in the Far East that had not been polluted by industry.

The sun shone on her face for the first time, and her empty eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of light that represented hope.

"Did you see the sunshine? Isn't it... very beautiful..."

She hugged the doll tightly and nodded lowly.

"I haven't seen what sunshine looks like for two years. I can't even remember it. I remember when I was very young, I took my sister to the beach. There was the sound of waves and sunshine..."

Her voice was low, low.

Very weak.

But very pleased.

She looked back at Shirley in the pipe. She opened her mouth and saw the trace of optimism on her defeated face.

But she could never come out again.

She has grown up.

The narrowed tube that can only allow a child to barely crawl has become the last threshold to freedom.

The sharp rolled iron piece on the inner wall of the pipe cut open her abdomen that was close to the inner wall, and cut open her shoulders and back.

Blood, blood everywhere.

She never let her look back and kept letting her crawl forward.

Just like she said before.

Girls, at this age, always have many advantages over boys. You will be stronger than them, you will be stronger than them, and you will be able to grab more food.

Something suddenly leaked out of her empty eyes for no apparent reason.

Those hot ones were like never before.

The stuffed doll in my arms fell down drop by drop along the chin.

She opened her mouth, hoarse sounds kept coming from her throat, and she tried hard to pull Shirley out of the narrow tube, but every time she moved, more red blood would flow out of the torn wound. of blood.

She can't get out.

"You have to live, you managed to escape, don't get caught again..."

"Those coins can be exchanged for food. Don't go to the store alone... wash them clean and follow the older lady pretending to be your daughter, so that they will sell you things and you won't dislike it. you……"

"Don't go into alleys, don't listen to strangers, and spend the night somewhere only you can get in..."

"My sister, go ahead. Even if you have to endure hardships, you must live well."

She lowered her head and stretched her hands forward vigorously.

The sound of prying could be heard above the head.

The stench of sewage soaked into her whole body, and Shirley's voice became weaker and lower.

But she didn't want to. For the first time, there were emotional fluctuations in her eyes. Her eyes were full of sadness and grief, and she made a hoarse voice in her throat. She grabbed her hand hard and wanted to take her. Let's go out together and see the sea and the sunshine so close at hand.

Go to the country, to your aunt, where there is a warm fireplace and delicious cheese.

There are plantations, blue sky, shells,...

That hard push forward.

The wound tore and shed a lot of blood. Her pupils were dilated, her long hair was flying, and her body was pushed back hard by the hand.

Sunlight shone from the end of the sea level, covering her hair.

She heard the crashing waves.

I saw the mouth of the sewage pipe far away from my field of vision. The tall chimneys in the distance were like giants standing one after another on the sea. I heard the first industrial roar of steam in the morning.

She fell into the surging sea.

"elder sister!!"

That moment.

For the first time, she made that normal sound from her throat. It was heartbreaking and mixed with the rolling waves, as if it was a lifetime of sadness welling up from the bottom of her heart.

For a long time she tried to teach her how to pronounce it.

She said she was not born mute, she just closed her heart.

She said she wanted to hear her call her "sister."

Because after the night her sister died, no one called her sister anymore. That day she found her sister's bones and buried her on the beach. She said she liked the sea and shells. She said maybe there were One day they can take the curved boat to the other side of the sea, where there may be a new continent and a new life.

The sound of crashing waves came.

The sun finally left the sea level and shone on her face through the pipe.

she whispered with a smile.

"I heard you."