Another World: My life is on the rise!

The illusions of those consecutive memories also broke and dissipated little by little at this moment.

Lin En once again returned to the darkness of the subconscious.

The clear experience that seemed like reality made Lin En feel the suffocation and depression again and again. There was even a moment when he seemed to be really in it, and experienced such a dark story with the former doll lady.

Lin En's brows were tightly furrowed.

He could only remain silent.

The hoarse cry when she fell into the sea continued to appear in front of his eyes. At that moment, it was as if a whole mountain was pressing on you, making it difficult for you to get even a breath from the dark fate.

And these were all things that the doll lady had experienced before she fell.

He couldn't imagine what kind of mood she would be in at that time.

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

And Lin En couldn't even change it.

Because all of this had already happened, and was a past event before the fall that had already become a foregone conclusion.

A voice kept reminding him not to pursue it any further.

Because he knew.

All you can see here is darkness.

But Lin En still resolutely set his eyes again and swam towards the deep space of the subconscious. He wanted to truly understand her life. Even if he could only see darkness, he must find a way out of it.

The next moment.

In the deeper part of the subconscious turbulence, he once again found the light spot that symbolized memory.

In an instant, he suddenly broke into it.

…

Hua La La——

The waves of the sea rang in his ears, the long cry of the seagulls came from above his head, and the scorching sunlight shone so brightly that you could hardly open your eyes.

But there was no blue sea and sky there.

The sky was covered with thick smog. The chimneys in the distant industrial park were still emitting dark smoke. The sea seemed to be covered with a thick layer of mud, with disgusting black oil and colorful debris floating.

One by one, the fish washed ashore moved their gills with difficulty, and their bodies were covered with disgusting oil.

The feathers of the seagulls seemed to be covered with mud and indelible industrial pollution.

The waves were still hitting the reefs on the shore.

He saw the little girl holding a doll in the black oil. She struggled to crawl from the beach full of dead fish bit by bit, just like the scene after falling into hell. But she was so small, so small that people felt pity.

She survived.

The sea did not take her life.

From the distant port, a long whistle of a freighter was heard. It was the long roar of a giant beast from a ship bound for the New World.

She left that hell and lost her only friend.

But Lin En could clearly feel that she was becoming stronger and stronger. She was no longer the ignorant little girl a few months ago. He saw the strong desire to survive in her. Just like her sister said, no matter how painful it was, she had to try her best to survive.

During those few days.

She wandered in rags on the edge of the city.

And for a little girl, other vagrants, wild dogs, everyone in the civilized world, and the bad weather were her biggest enemies.

She found a place to stay in the gap of the bridge hole full of sewage. She didn't dare to go out during the day because it was too conspicuous. Only at night did she dare to crawl out and look for something to fill her stomach from the trash can in the corner of the street.

Her coin was thrown into the sea.

Only the last coin that Shirley stuffed into her was left, which she hid in the doll.

She has been hiding all the time.

One day.

When she was looking for leftover food in the trash can, she heard a whimpering sound coming from the corner. She instinctively almost ran away, but soon she stopped.

Because it was a puppy.

It was wet all over, with marks of being bitten by other stray dogs all over its body, and its entire front paw was bleeding. It hid in the corner and licked its wounds with sobs. In this city, there was no difference between injured stray dogs and homeless people. It was difficult for them to survive until the dawn of the next day.

She adopted it.

She gave it half of the only food she collected, bandaged it, and took it back to her residence.

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

At least during that period of time.

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

She thought it would not survive until the next day, but after her care and bandaging, it miraculously recovered, and every time she found food, it would wag its tail and quickly jump out of the bridge hole, happily circling around her.

Just like Shirley took care of her little sister at that time.

And now, she is also taking care of this homeless puppy.

And a new companion 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 the footsteps and the approach of other strangers and stray dogs, quickly give a 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 running out.

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 wants to leave 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.