Win Wayne

On track

The moon rises, but the moonlight gradually disappears in the mist.

Wen opened his eyes, turned over deftly and got out of bed.

She stood barefoot on the fluffy carpet, picked up the bedside coat and put it on her body, and glanced back at Connor.

He was sleeping soundly, with his lips slightly open, which made Wen Qing uncontrollably worried that some flying insects would fly in.

Of course, this kind of thing is impossible to happen normally, but now he is obviously in an abnormal state that is almost lethargic.

She blew the short hair that fell over her eyes, carefully pinched Connor's mouth shut, and kissed him on the slightly swollen cheek that was squeezed because of sleeping on his stomach.

"It's so sweet." A crisp voice said.

Wen suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

A pair of small leather shoes appeared in her line of sight, with the heart symbol on the card painted on the white upper, with a heart of hearts on one foot and a heart of spades on the other.

Wen blurted out: "Alice in Wonderland?"

"It's me." The other party took a few steps closer, showing a beautiful face, "I'm Alice."

"Where's Leonardo?" Wen looked around, "He didn't come?"

"You can understand us as the same person." Alice said, she (he?) stroked her skirt, "although according to your concept, I and he cannot be regarded as the same person."

Wen looked at this little girl who was not as tall as her, and repeated blankly: "...According to my concept?"

"It can be understood as the relationship between you and Wendy."

"Okay." Wen's eyes lingered on Alice's long golden hair, "You came here to—"

"After-sales service." Alice said, with a serious expression on her face, "How is it? Are you satisfied with this new world? What wishes do you want to achieve?"

This Alice's character is completely different from Leonardo's.Leonardo is not as straightforward as her, he prefers to talk about business after friendly greetings, and Leonardo's tone is much gentler and richer than hers.

"I'm different from him." Alice didn't hide at all that she (he?) could know what Wen was thinking, and didn't even bother to do a little superficial work, "Leonardo likes to mix in the upper class, I deal with the lower class more .By the way, I'm male."

"..."

Wen controlled his gaze not to slide down.

"This body is underdeveloped, even if you look at it, you won't find any strange protrusions." Alice said, "Besides, don't worry about whether you have any strange hobbies. No matter what state I appear in, I have strong attraction, even in the appearance of a child."

"...Okay." Wen said, "Shall we go out and talk?"

Alice had no objection, she glanced at Connor, turned around without saying a word under Wen's nervous gaze, and walked out of the bedroom.

Wen followed her out of the room, but the scene outside the door was very strange.This is undoubtedly the interior of another building, in a typical English style, with a bonfire burning in the fireplace, casting warm light on the small sofa not far away.

The tea on the small table swayed slightly, Alice sat down straight, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

"Sit down, please," she said politely.

Only then did Wen realize what was going on with the other party's British accent.

She didn't ask any questions, just sat down as told, holding the teacup in her hand.There were so many questions in her mind at the moment that she couldn't organize all her thoughts into logical questions.

Alice seemed very patient, drinking tea without saying a word while waiting, her curly eyelashes drooping quietly, covering his pupils.

He is as precise as a doll, and people can't help but wonder if if she cut her skin with a knife, will there be red blood gushing from the wound, and whether blood vessels, fat, muscles or bones can be seen from his wound? organization.Maybe what people can see is the structure that is extremely close to the human body tissue, but it is perfect enough to be confused with the real one - for some reason, Wen believes so, she believes that Alice will imitate human beings rigorously and conscientiously in every detail.

But no matter how good the imitation was, the moment he saw him, Wen could still realize that Alice was definitely not human.

He will still give Wen the fear similar to those "butterflies".

"You are very sensitive." Alice said, her tone filled with restrained praise, "this is a very amazing talent. Your talent is almost as good as your father's. No wonder he asked you if you would like to be his daughter. "

"What would have happened if I had agreed?" Wen asked curiously.

"You will be placed in a body strong enough to give birth to things like us. Usually he will use Shoggoths, but for you, he will use brothers who are stronger and closer in blood." Alice replied, "First, your human body will be dissolved and digested; then, your human spirit will be torn apart and deconstructed. Then he will kill his brother, and you will absorb the power of this body and grow again. "

Warm and creepy, but also inexplicably feeling a strange joy.

"He does like you very much," said Alice. "That's not a good thing."

"How long will this process last?"

"That depends on how you define time."

"It's normal time." Wen said, "Today and tomorrow."

"This process will last forever."

Wen immediately woke up from that weird joy.

"You don't have to use the human concept of time to understand the duration of this process," Alice said, her tone was reassuring, "When you start this transition, you will find that they are as short as a blink of an eye."

"Forget it, it's a good thing I didn't agree." Wen Lianlian shook his head, "I still like being a human being."

Alice nodded: "I understand."

"So, you are actually his daughter... son?" Wen asked, and added, "According to human understanding of this."

"No, I am him," said Alice. "I am another incarnation of him."

"Then the father you just mentioned—"

"It's a long story," Alice replied, "I don't think you have the patience to listen to it."

Wen really didn't intend to listen, her curiosity was not strong, once Alice avoided, she skipped the topic.

"Can I give up talent?" she asked Alice.

"No." Alice said, "In the original agreement, you have promised to keep this talent forever: the door to another world will always be open to you, and you will always have a second chance to give up your human identity."

Wen didn't know what happened before, but Alice's answer did not exceed her expectations.

"Then Wendy?"

"She's always there. But it's her choice to wake up or not."

"I don't have any other wishes," Wen said.

"I will continue to return visits, but it may not be this avatar who will come next time." Alice said, "Also, do you restrict relatives from visiting?"

Wen didn't respond: "What?"

"Visits from relatives," Alice repeated. "A visit from your father, to be exact."

"……I have no idea."

Wen is in a complicated mood.

Bruce from another world is both familiar and unfamiliar to her. Maybe Wendy will react to this incident with a real strong emotion, but she only feels abrupt and confused about the incident of "father's visit".

"I'll take your answer as if you don't mind." Alice said, "Please be prepared to receive him—of course, this sentence is just a suggestion, and you can do whatever you want."

"What did he pay for?"

"Leonardo hasn't made up his mind yet," Alice said. "Maybe there will be nothing. It would have been a great sacrifice to reach out to us and simply acknowledge our existence to ourselves. Maybe Leonardo None."

Wen Xin said that you really think of yourself as a wish-fulfilling machine.

"It's good to know that your life is on the right track." Alice put down the empty teacup, "Although what we would like to see is your more hopeless and broken state."

Wen silently drank the tea.

"Your boyfriend is lovely," Alice continued. "If you get married, I will come to the wedding."

Don't.

And they didn't think about getting married or not at all.

But before thinking about getting married, they have considered whether they will have children... This is the really important thing.

"Then goodbye." Alice nodded slightly at her. "I'm curious about what you will look like when I come back next time. Maybe you will meet expectations a little bit? In any case, your efforts in this regard are worthy of recognition."

Wen joked: "You're not going to do anything to make me meet your expectations, are you?"

"Don't worry," Alice said, "we won't put any extra pressure on you."

Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and then his eyes went dark.

Sunlight woke her up.

"Morning." Connor said beside her, his voice was a little muffled because his face was still buried in the pillow, "Are you going out today too?"

"No," Wen said, "take a good rest for a few days."

She yawned and fell back into a deep sleep.

Connor got up by himself and went to the kitchen to get some food.But when he opened the refrigerator, he found that all the food was severely dry and wrinkled, as if all the vitality had been drained overnight.

He threw them away in bewilderment, bought new ingredients, and then forgot about it.