Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 140 Emma [Fanwai] You can't hear the crying when you sew your mouth shut (7)

The crackling sound of the flames burning the wood seemed to be right next to my ears, and Woods' words echoed vaguely in my ears.

In the chaos, I woke up.

Surrounded by the ruins of the flames, I began to feel confused about the world, and white snow fell on my cheeks.

The cold feeling made me sober, my father's hypocritical smile was still in my mind yesterday, and today is the first day of the new year.

a new Year.

Exploring in memory, it was her father who lit this "sweet" home at night when she was asleep.

I have lost track of my father's whereabouts. Now that I am homeless, maybe I should find a way out for myself, and I don't expect anyone to take me in.

I still choose to go to the orphanage.

Sometimes I would pass by there, and the children in the orphanage would greet me politely and even play games with me.

Woods, what was the last thing he told me.

I kind of lost track of it.

As I thought about it, I headed towards the orphanage. I quietly looked at the dean's kind face, but I didn't feel any good impression.

When he heard about the misfortune in my family, he sympathetically agreed to keep me. I didn't feel any gratitude at all. I just felt that something was missing in my heart.

Woods said that Lisa should be well protected.

I also want to take good care of Lisa.

The life in the orphanage is very leisurely, playing games with the children, because no one will adopt a big child like me because of the age limit.

Big children are not to be raised.

I feel like this must be the only best life I can live right now, and oh yeah, there's also a "philanthropist" in disguise.

He is not a rich man, but he is still a self-proclaimed philanthropist. He steals money from others to help children in orphanages. In my eyes, he is a rough thief.

There is not so much kindness in this world.

In the capitalist world, money is everything.

He came to me frequently, trying to have a word or two with me. I don't want to talk to this kind of person. The person I want to take revenge on, I seem to have forgotten who it is.

I've forgotten so much, it's all about the damn fire.

We are strangers.

He approached me, he must want to hurt Lisa, or plot against Lisa.

In order to teach him a lesson, I specially designed to make him lose one eye. His kind of eye can't see clearly now, and he looks like a messy dog ​​in the water.

I thought I would spend this life peacefully like this, but I received an invitation letter from a notorious manor.

Dear Mr. Woods:
Hello, we sincerely invite you to participate in our carnival game, where you will find your old friends and retrieve your lost memories, and you will also get a lot of manor treasures, and you can even Come here to reveal the truth about the past.

*
It invited me to participate in a frenzied escape game, it knew my wish, it said it could help me find my old person, it would help me find my lost memory.

Although Woods' name is written at the beginning.

But me and him, and Lisa, are one.

Now, it's time to find my lost memories.

Otherwise, Woods' wish will come true.

Fulfilling Woods' wish is the only mission I was born with.

*
Unfortunately, that annoying person came again and followed me.

He followed me to the manor with the excuse of protecting me, and I was even more sure that he wanted to harm me.

When I arrived at the manor, I first met a doctor dressed as a nurse, and a haughty lawyer. They claimed to be superior people and didn't want to talk to inferior people at all.

The two of them looked at me with unkind expressions. Although I felt a little strange, I still didn't ask them why they looked at me with that look, because I knew that knowing too much would not do me any good.

"Hello, my name is Emma."

I smiled politely at them.

Surprise flashed in the doctor's eyes, but he still said in a calm voice.

"Emily Dell."

The contempt in the lawyer's eyes cannot be concealed. He thinks he is superior, he has enough resourcefulness, and he is in control of the overall situation.

"Freddie Riley."

He looked at me and Kreacher Pearson like charity.

Kreacher tugged at the corner of my clothes very vigilantly, as if he was a child who was afraid of getting lost.

"Miss Emma, ​​you should stay away from that Riley, he doesn't look like a good person."

I nodded, "Thank you."

I still have a smile on my face.

Although I'm tired of laughing.

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Remember, when Lisa was crying.

Because Lisa's crying always bothered Woods and me.

Woods would always tell Lisa to sew Lisa's mouth up if she cried again.

Although Woods is joking, children always take some things seriously.

Lisa was so frightened that she no longer dared to make a sound while crying.

A man covered his mouth with his hands and squatted in the pitch-black communication, not even a whimper could be heard.

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Now she can't cry anymore.

In other words, she could never cry again.

　It feels like it will be hung on the tree if it is not updated.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)