Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 58 Qiu Ji END【Dear Your Highness Alice, the Mad Hatter is late.】

Tracy looked at her hands, and she felt dirty, dirty.

She killed so many people, she must be a heinous monster.

For countless nights, the face of the dead orphan floated in her mind, lingering.

Only in front of her friends can she feel safe. She hates her previous life, and the dark life tortured her to the point of madness.

Hollowness, numbness, and fear surrounded her.

The words of the person named Dai'er rang in his ears.

"Neither death nor escape is real relief."

She walked towards the Sacred Heart Hospital step by step in a daze, and she seemed to hear her father and mother calling her name.

She seemed to see the shadows of her father and mother in the burning Sacred Heart Hospital.

The father looked at the mother tenderly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. The mother's face was intact, and he opened his arms towards him, and she ran towards her mother.

She ran into the Sacred Heart Hospital surrounded by raging flames without hindrance, and she tried hard to throw herself into that embrace.

But it came to nothing.

The flame climbed up to the corner of her clothes, she was like a puppet who had lost her soul, and she fell to the ground without knowing the pain of the flame.

In a trance, she saw her parents getting farther and farther away from her, and she stretched out her hands weakly to grab them.

"Mother, I love you."

She finally said what she had never said when she was a child.

The fire consumed her.

A little girl who appeared to be only a few years old appeared in the flames. She was wearing a white dress, with blond hair and green eyes. She held a small robot in her arms, and beside her was a harmonious and loving couple.

"Father, mother, we will always be together, right?"

The girl's childish voice sounded, and an innocent smile appeared on her face.

The man and woman next to each other smiled.

"Yes, Xiaote."

The girl danced happily as if she had received candy.

"Robot, did you hear me? My mother and father will always be together."

Gradually, the three figures disappeared.

When her hand fell, a pair of hands caught her hand.

She raised her head with difficulty, and she saw a young man with red curly hair and blue eyes.

His fair face was sharp-edged, with red lips and white teeth. There was no longer a smiling clown's leather mask covering his face, and there were no scars on his face.

It is like the most beautiful masterpiece of the gods, as if it is dreaming.

Her tears welled up again.

He got down on one knee like her loyal knight.

"Dear Your Highness Alice, the Mad Hatter is late."

He said.

She smiled in relief, trying to put her hand in his.

"Little lunatic, for a dream trip in Wonderland, the most profitable thing is to meet you."

"Actually, you are not crazy at all, you are really cute."

"I love you little madman."

"I love you too."

Finally heard his answer.

If it's a dream, let this ridiculous dream go on.

She is still the apple of the eye loved by her parents.

There are no surprises.

Her little lunatic also grew into a handsome young man.

Not devastated.

sleep in the fire
Treat this dream as your final destination.

Dreaming that the world is beautiful.

There was never darkness.

There have been injustices.

The flames gradually extinguished, and a nightingale landed on a tree next to the Sacred Heart Hospital at some point.

Singing mournful and confused funeral songs.

The Sacred Heart Hospital, which was destroyed by fire, was restored after the fire was extinguished. As if nothing had happened, the crows began to disperse, and it returned to calm again.

In the pavilion next to the sculpture, Emily woke up first, took off the wet towel on her forehead, and looked around with a confused expression.

Seeing that Emily woke up, Marta quickly asked a few words about the situation.

"Emily, you have a fever."

Emily heard this and touched her forehead, it was a little hot.

"Maybe I've caught a cold these days, ah, by the way, how is brother?" Emily's face was full of anxiety, as her brother's fracture treatment was urgent.

Marta pointed to Nabu who was lying on the other side: "He is there, but the joint of his right arm has been broken."

Emily quickly ran to Neb and squatted down to check his right arm. Marta smiled helplessly, still caring about her brother.

Emily's pretty brows furrowed.

"Although the wound has been treated in a more detailed manner, the deterioration of the right arm is far from the proper treatment, and there is nothing I can do."

"But she can."

Emily remembered the name that seemed like a nightmare to her. Her medical skills were much better than hers, but she didn't have any leverage for her to help her.

"she?"

Marta asked suspiciously, her golden eyes revealed an inquiring look, as if she was deeply curious and interested in what Emily said about her.

Emily realized that she seemed to have said something that she couldn't tell others, and her head shook like a rattle.

"Nothing, let's leave here and go back to the manor."

Emily responded with a guilty conscience, she couldn't tell others about that person.

"Ah."

　The second game is over quq
　　Next is Tracy and Valletta's extra episode w
　　Well, readers angels, good night duck.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)