Another World: My life is on the rise!

She lay on her soft bed, closed her eyes, thinking about the past.

She turned sideways, staring at her doll with lifeless eyes.

She couldn't fall asleep.

She tugged at the silk thread on her little finger.

She kept remembering the promise he made to her that night ten years ago.

[Maybe I wasn't in your life before, but I will be there every day in the future. ]

[Will it be the same until you get married? ]

[It will be the same until you get old. ]

She closed her eyes hopefully.

...

Suddenly.

She opened her eyes and felt the coldness and chill coming from all directions. She looked around blankly and tremblingly. Endless darkness enveloped her. There was no sunlight, no fireplace, and not even a figure. It was like she was soaked in the dark seabed.

She didn't seem to have grown up. There were whip marks on her body. She still held the shabby doll in her arms, which was covered with burn marks.

She screamed for her brother in fear.

She felt terrified and helpless, as if there were suddenly many memories in her mind that did not belong to her. She saw the fire, the body being cut open, the numb puppet on the stage, and the whole building rumbling down from the dark sky with her.

At that moment.

She held her head and screamed in the darkness.

Darkness.

Pain.

Numbness.

It was as real as if it happened next to you, and it was as real as if it was going to replace your entire life.

Until that moment, a figure appeared far away beside her, holding her trembling body in his arms, and the familiar and tired voice kept speaking in her ears, constantly comforting her, just like every moment before.

She slowly calmed down, slowly feeling sleepy and hazy.

He kept telling her "Don't be afraid" and "Don't be afraid".

He didn't leave, he would definitely not leave.

He said he would let them continue to descend, to the deeper part of the Lost Sea. He said nothing would change. It was just a nightmare. As long as they woke up...

This nightmare would end...

...

She suddenly woke up from the bed, panting and hugging the quilt in front of her chest tightly. Her long black hair fell on her body. There was still heavy snow outside the window.

She woke up in a daze.

The heavy snow outside the window reflected the moonlight on her face.

She was covered in cold sweat.

She felt everything around her again, and then she broke free from the terrible nightmare.

In the past ten years, she hadn't had such a dream for a long time.

It was just that this time, for the first time, she felt so real and cold, as if she would never wake up again, and would be swallowed by the terrible nightmare forever. The only difference was that in all the previous dreams, there was no figure of her brother, but this time she dreamed of her brother.

She sat in a trance for a long time.

At that moment.

It was as if to confirm something.

She quickly pushed the door open and rushed out. She grabbed the door handle and pulled open the door of Lin En's room next door.

The familiar figure lying on the bed was reflected in her pupils.

The trace of connection on the little finger was still so clear.

Her eyes were gradually covered with a layer of mist.

She rushed to the bed and hugged him tightly. She buried her whole face in his chest, as if if she didn't hold him tightly, he would suddenly leave her life forever like a dream.

"What's wrong?"

Lin En's drunken voice sounded.

She didn't speak.

She just trembled all over and bit her lips tightly. She hugged him so tightly that she seemed to be able to clearly feel her heartbeat.

"Having a nightmare again?"

Lin En wanted to turn on the light, but she didn't let him.

She was afraid that everything now was an illusion, and that she would become a completely different person in a moment.

She was not afraid before.

Because she had never appeared in her dreams, so she knew that as long as her brother was not there, those were all meaningless nightmares, and they were just dreams. But this time she dreamed of him. Although he was still by her side, she didn't want to, she didn't want to one day be unable to distinguish the boundary between reality and nightmare.

The hand was placed on her back.

He sobered up.

He also hugged her and whispered in her ear to comfort her, just like every nightmare in the past, calming her trembling heart.

He told her that he had always been by her side and had never left.

Because it had been ten years.

There would definitely be another ten years.

She spoke.

She asked him why he had always been so good to her, since he picked her up and brought her back to this home, and never got angry with her once in his life. Why did he do this? If life is full of suffering, why did he isolate everything from where she couldn't see it.

She told him that she still remembered those nightmares.

Shirley died, her dog died, her father and mother died, and everything left her.

They were like they had really happened.

But it was precisely because of this that she was so afraid of him leaving every time she woke up. It had been like this since she was a child. Even when she grew up, she was still afraid, because she didn't know when he was no longer as close to her as when she was a child. He no longer let her sleep with him, and no longer hugged her often, and all this made her unbearable.

She kept talking.

It was like she wanted to tell him everything in her heart and wanted to confide in him.

When she raised her head, her face was already full of tears.

She told him.

If that was the truth.

Then she would rather not wake up in her life. If there was a gap between him and her when she grew up, she would rather not grow up in her life.

That quiet night with a cold wind.

He held her touching cheek and wiped the tears from her face. Just like in the passing of time, she had grown from a little girl who knew nothing to a big girl. She danced on the stage, and her young figure also illuminated her best years.

She suddenly leaned forward and kissed his lips hard.

It was like the promise that she had waited for ten years.

She didn't want him to be her brother.

She didn't want him to be her father either.

Whether it was a dream or reality, she wanted to leave her best years to him. Even if everything suddenly became absurd, she at least had the courage to take this step. She would no longer have those regrets, and she could finally say to him with a smile.

Brother, the little girl has grown up.