[Comprehensive] Love between the two worlds

Tom Riddle felt that he was in a cloud of fog, and the surroundings were so gray that he couldn't see anything clearly.And he himself is like a light ghost, floating around with the fog, his body is ups and downs, and he is not under his control at all.

"I must be dead." Riddle thought, but he became confused again in a blink of an eye, "How could I have died? Although the orphanage doesn't have enough to eat, it won't starve to death. Could it be that I was killed by other nasty children? Yet?"

Riddle's young mind couldn't figure it out, he could only stare blankly at the chaotic surroundings.He thought, am I surrounded by demons?Is hell such a place of nothingness?

He hated the situation where he was controlled by the environment, but he was powerless, and his expression became gloomy.Started to struggle vigorously.His limbs kept shaking, and he also began to try to use his inborn magical ability to resist.

The surroundings gradually vibrated, and the fog really gradually dispersed, slowly revealing the surrounding scene.

Riddle heard the girl sobbing very softly.

When he reacted, he was surprised to find that he had come to a completely strange place.

Wooden buildings, wooden furniture, vases, reliefs, and embroidery are all in a unique oriental style full of antiquity.

And, that beautiful girl sitting on the edge of the bed, crying sadly.

She is so beautiful and petite, wearing a light pink gauze dress, combing her ingenious and complicated hair, holding an embroidered handkerchief in her hand, sobbing softly.

Like the paintings of oriental ladies he'd seen in museums before, Riddle thought.

She is so small, looks like she is only six or seven years old.Riddle himself was seven or eight years old this year. He was also a child, but he was tall. In front of this girl, he seemed to have grown up a bit.

However, Riddle didn't care about this strange oriental girl, and just started to investigate his own situation.

He is a kid who grew up in an orphanage.Living in a harsh environment since childhood, she was extremely insecure.The more insecure he felt, the more he wanted to firmly control everything in his hands, so Riddle was used to being familiar with the environment of this place every time he went,

What the hell is this place?What if it is discovered?Why am I here?

Riddle belatedly tried to hide himself, but found that he was floating in mid-air, and his body was actually transparent.And the girl in front of her didn't notice him at all.

Did I really die and become a ghost?Riddle had some vague sense of disappointment in his heart, but it wasn't that strong. Anyway, he didn't have any relatives in this world, and he didn't like him or anyone he liked, so death was actually no big deal.

But, why is my soul not in England, not in the orphanage, but come all the way to this far east?

Riddle's gaze unconsciously focused on the girl immersed in grief.

Could it be that I have something to do with her...

The carved wooden door opened with a "squeak", and a girl who was about the same age as the girl walked in with two braids.

"Miss, please stop crying." Xueyan held a basin of hot water, wrung a kerchief and handed it over, "Hurry up and wipe your face. If Madam is reborn, I don't want to see you crying like this."

Daiyu didn't seem to hear, but kept choking on her sobs.

Xueyan has a stupid mouth and has no choice but to ask the nanny Wang Momo to make up her mind.

As soon as Nanny Wang came in, she hugged Daiyu into her arms, yelling "My poor lady" incessantly, and she seemed to be in more pain than Daiyu.Daiyu had no choice but to stop crying, wiped off the tears on her face with a handkerchief, and coaxed both Wang Momo and Xueyan out.

"Don't worry, Mammy." Daiyu personally sent Mammy Wang out before returning.Sitting alone by the window in a daze.

It was strange to say that Riddle could not understand what these people said, but only this girl's words, Riddle could understand the meaning, it was as miraculous as magic.

He watched indifferently as the girl unfolded the blank paper, dipped it in ink with a strange pen, and wrote a beautiful and beautiful line of poetry, "Mother leaves son, son leaves mother, the day is dark and the cry is bitter." "A thread in the hands of a loving mother." , Wanderer's coat." Obviously it was a text he had never seen before, but he could understand the meaning of the poem.

"Mother, although my daughter is not a wanderer, this dress should be the last one you made for Daiyu." Daiyu sighed softly, and couldn't help but shed tears again.

This sigh brushed Riddle's heart like a feather, and the tears seemed to fall into his heart. The young boy from a foreign country stared at the girl unconsciously, and there was only one thought left in his mind, this girl Was it originally called "Daiyu"?

Like herself, she lost her mother a long time ago, and she doesn't know how her father is now?Riddle was an orphan without father and mother since he was a child, and he was surrounded by children without parents. He was used to this kind of thing for a long time, but he didn't expect Daiyu to fall into this situation.

I was already weak, and she was even weaker than me now.Riddle thought blankly.

What would she do if she was such a weak and pitiful person without her parents to take care of her?

Riddle reached out, wanting to touch the girl's hair, but the transparent hand went straight through the man.Realizing his ghost state, Riddle let out a disdainful sneer.I am already dead, and I still want to control others.When did he become so enthusiastic?

Riddle planned to leave here, but found that he could not stay 30 meters away from the girl no matter what, and finally had to sit beside the girl in frustration.

"Oh my god, I can't live without you." Riddle pursed his lips resentfully.

Of course Daiyu couldn't hear it, she was focused on a copybook.The strange Chinese pen wrote even more strange Chinese characters on the white paper. Riddle looked at it and thought it was very beautiful.

"I must be crazy," the dark-haired boy shrugged. "Whether it's God or some other demon, get me out of here."

Riddle talked nonsense, watched Daiyu write, and slowly fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in the orphanage.

An empty yard, gloomy old-fashioned buildings, surrounded by high railings.Familiar and unfamiliar environment.

It turned out that I didn't die, I had a dream.Riddle rubbed his brows, the mysterious oriental country does not exist, nor does the oriental girl.I'm still Tom Riddle, an orphan in England, and life has to go on.

So Riddle continued his poor, boring and boring life, deliberately forgetting everything he saw in his dream.

However, Lin Daiyu, the girl he met that day, came to his world at some unknown time.