Another World: My life is on the rise!

Ser Egwene opened her mouth.

Staring at this scene blankly.

Looking at him with a tearful smile, looking behind him, the veins representing the subconscious became brighter and brighter than before.

whistle.

It was one loud whistle after another.

They came from the dark seabed and from the countless subconscious veins.

With that hoarse cry, she tried her best to blow the bamboo whistle in her hand again and again, trying her best every time to let him hear it. The whistle echoed throughout the Sea of ​​Loss, and every sound seemed to be like Soaked in that tearing emotion and depression.

Lin En smiled through tears and said:

"Did you hear that? Brother Egwene."

"Did you hear that?"

Because he said, if one day he can't wake up, if one day you can't find him.

Then blow the whistle in your hand.

It doesn't matter where he is.

He will go to you.

At that moment, Ser Egwene barely had time to shout and extend her hand, and Linn had already rushed into the dark bottomless sea, toward the direction of the whistle, toward the direction of the cry, and rushed into the eternal world. The dark sea of ​​silence.

Even if it is a dream.

Even if all this happened in the illusion of sleep.

Then she definitely didn't want to be separated like this, and she definitely didn't want to be abandoned in the darkness of the deep sea again.

At the bottom of the broken dream, she cried and hugged the doll in her arms tightly, blowing the bamboo whistle in her hand again and again into the vast darkness around her.

She crawled out of her dream.

Her body is still covered with scars, she has never grown up, and she has never become that dancing girl. Her life in the real past has been cut off at the time when she was eight years old.

But even those are true.

Then she also...

She definitely didn't want to die like this.

"Come back!! Brother, come back! I'm not afraid anymore! I'm not afraid anymore!!"

She held the baby in her arms tightly, and walked barefoot step by step into the deepest part of the sea of ​​loss. She kept moving her little finger, pulling the thread from her soul. Every step she took, she exhausted her whole body. His strength blew the bamboo whistle in his hand in the darkness.

Until the throat is hoarse, until the slender and haggard body seems to be blown over by a gust of wind at any time.

And it was finally when she blew the last whistle with dry lips.

She raised her head.

she murmured.

The little hand covered with whip marks stretched out, and the thread on the little finger was like the seaweed blowing in the wind, pulling the light spot that was constantly magnifying towards her.

And that's when she saw him again.

He has not aged.

He still looked the same as when she first saw him, just like when he was six years old, he appeared before her like a god.

"I heard it."

Linn descended little by little from the top of the deep sea, with a smile on his face that was very familiar to her.

And the moment he landed, she rushed over with great force and trembling, hugged his neck, and almost couldn't help crying loudly.

Linn said nothing.

He squatted in front of her, hugged the slender girl tightly, and comforted her violently shaking body.

"I thought you would never come back!"

she cried to him.

She said she couldn't find him. She said she thought of her brother. She searched all over the grassland. She returned to the place where they first lived. She searched every corner they had visited.

Time flies so fast, year after year, searching day and night.

But she just couldn't find it.

Just can't find where he went.

"You already know that this is a dream, right?"

Lynn asked her softly and softly.

Her eyes were filled with tears. She held his fingers tightly and said:

"Um."

Lin En hugged her tightly and whispered:

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid."

Because since a long time ago, from the first coming-of-age ceremony, every time she came to this place in a nightmare, she was scared to death, but every time her brother would appear here and hold her tightly, letting her She fell asleep, letting her return to their warm home.

Perhaps she had realized this dream-like isolation and alternation a long time ago.

But what does that matter?

Because she had already told him when she was an adult, even if all this was just a dream, she would already be satisfied.

Life is always full of suffering.

The past can never be forgotten.

But for her, the dream she had lived with him all her life was her entire future that spanned the past.

"I know this is a dream, but I can't break it, because no girl will never grow old in her life, but even so, I don't want to wake up, never want to wake up."

She hugged Lin En tightly, with big tears falling from her eyes.

She is smart.

In other words, even though I know that all this is not true, I still greedily don’t want to wake up.

Because she has changed a long time ago.

She is no longer that numb doll, she has long since become a normal girl, like all girls.

Lin En hugged her shoulders in a low voice and said:

"But as long as it is a dream, you will wake up, because you have grown up in the future, and we did not meet at this time. When we met, it was still a long, long time later."

The girl nodded.

She knows.

After crawling out of this dream, she had already remembered all those memories.

Those from the past and those from the future.

"Do you know what my biggest regret is?"

Lynn whispered softly into her ear.

"You didn't have me in your entire past life. I had no way to participate in it, and I had no way to change what had already happened. I saw everything, but there was nothing I could do."

She looked into his eyes and shook her head vigorously.

She stood up on her tiptoes and hugged her neck tightly.

"But now there is."

All lives from the past to the future have been completely filled. Maybe the future will be full of suffering, but it is enough.

"Then will you go to the future with me?"

Linn extended the invitation to her with a smile.

She looked up.

There were still tears falling one after another in his eyes.

The silk thread on the little finger was closely connected, and perhaps the answer had been given to him a long time ago. During the first coming-of-age ceremony, he had decided to give everything he had to his brother.

She stretched out her little hand covered with whip marks and held out her little finger.

Hooked Lin's thumb.

She is willing.

She was willing to accept all the future he had to offer.

Maybe those pasts are still remembered, but in another past, she also had a happy life, but it is no longer important...

Hang yourself with a hook, a hundred years.

No change allowed.

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