Many times, a small change can change your destiny, a bad environment affects human nature, and a kind personality can save your life.
Jiang Chenchuan slowly opened his eyes. It was still the familiar little dark room, but the windows were opened, sunlight poured in from the outside, and Dorotea was nowhere to be seen.
It felt like a long time had passed, but in fact Jiang Chenchuan knew in his heart that not much time had passed before he fell into the illusion.
"We have to find a way to leave."
Looking back on this experience, it feels like I have seen Dorothea's entire life.
"Mr. Ewell."
Dorothea opened the door, holding today's food in her hand. She called Jiang Chenchuan, and saw that the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She seemed to be more cheerful than before, no longer so gloomy, and full of resentment towards the world.
"Did you go shopping early in the morning?"
"Yes, I brought this. They can't see my face and don't know my identity, so they will naturally be more polite to me."
Dorothea said something and took out a piece of black cloth and shook it. It was cut into the shape of a mask. It was much better than the previous state.
"Did you buy medicine?"
Jiang Chenchuan asked casually.
"Bought...here!"
Dorothea replied cheerfully, and Jiang Chenchuan could feel a little relieved hearing her lively tone.
It seemed to be slowing down, and they seemed to have spent a peaceful and warm time.
But fate seems to have deviated from its original trajectory, and Jiang Chenchuan can sense that danger is slowly approaching him.
It was obviously a warm spring, but a cold wave hit. After several days of low temperature, Dorothea, whose wounds had not healed, began to have a fever and continued to have a low fever. This sudden accident made Jiang Chenchuan a little confused.
Jiang Chenchuan didn't have much experience and couldn't take care of her. The sick Dorotea couldn't even eat, so he had no choice but to find a way to reduce her fever.
After trying various methods, the body temperature returned to normal slightly, and Dorothea's weak coughing could be heard every day.
It seems that she is too different from the witch in reality. Dorothea's existence is getting weaker and weaker. Sometimes, it is even difficult to feel her presence.
In order to survive according to the rules of the fantasy world, Jiang Chenchuan would do some simple jobs during the day, and then use the money he earned to buy some food and water.
"Mr. Ewell..."
On this day, it was the same as usual. Jiang Chenchuan was preparing to go out to work. However, Dorothea, who had been sleeping and recuperating on weekdays, rarely woke up.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Chenchuan turned around and saw Dorothea sitting up from the bed with difficulty.
"Can you come back early today?"
Dorothea asked timidly, her expression seemed to have a hint of pleading, like a pitiful puppy waiting for the warmth of its master.
"Yes, don't worry."
As if she had received a satisfactory answer, Dorothea lay back down again with peace of mind.
Working day after day is not difficult for Jiang Chenchuan, but because of the influence of the foreign hotel, he has lost some sense of time. Therefore, under the confusion of the illusion, it is difficult for him to judge whether he has entered. How much time.
It was busy until evening, when the setting sun dyed the sky into a shining orange-red color, which complemented the blue-purple night sky and was very beautiful.
"I want a copy of this medicine."
In order for Dorothea to recover as soon as possible, Jiang Chenchuan went to the nearest pharmacy to buy some treatment drugs as soon as he got off work.
But suddenly, there was ancient singing echoing in the streets and alleys. It was obviously a sound that did not belong to this city, but no one noticed the weirdness in it. It was as if there was an invisible singer standing on a high platform, telling something to the people in the city. .
Jiang Chenchuan, who had just picked up the medicine, froze instantly. It was a very familiar voice. Jiang Chenchuan raised his head, trying to find the source of the singing.
"Witch."
The blue eyes were downcast, and the so-called calm was about to be broken. It just so happened that it was just a false predicament.
Ignoring the doubtful looks of others, he put down the medicine, grabbed his cane and walked out. He followed the sound and finally saw a familiar black figure standing on the city wall.
But just a silhouette in the sunshine revealed a completely different temperament from Dorothea, even though they were once the same person.
The witch seemed to sense the gaze and turned around, and her singing stopped abruptly at that moment.
Unknown birds were hovering in the sky, and the witch standing at the top jumped down. Her figure was instantly submerged by the stone wall. Jiang Chenchuan immediately chased after her, and over there was the direction of the city gate.
This was the first time he arrived at the city gate when he came to Ronark City. He had tried to leave before, but without exception, they all failed.
At the moment when no one was resting, Jiang Chenchuan chased the witch's figure away. The black figure was not very fast, but it kept a certain distance from Jiang Chenchuan, as if...
"You're trying to lure me away, right?"
As if hitting a certain point, the witch's figure suddenly stopped. If he hadn't suddenly remembered the words Dorothea told him when he left home this morning, maybe he would have really left Ronark City.
"So, the key to the illusion is Dorothea. Of course, it's okay to say it's you... the witch."
Jiang Chenchuan spoke slowly.
Not
There was a response. According to the witch's character, no response was her biggest response.
It seemed that he had guessed everything.
Both hands supported the cane, which was his only support in the illusion. It seemed that as long as he held a weapon, he could easily deal with all dangers.
During this period of time with Dorothea, we can empathize with how Dorothea stepped into the abyss step by step.
Perhaps her survival is the greatest revenge of the gods on Ronark City.
"Make a choice, Mr. Ewell, you will be interested."
As if there was something connected, the witch suddenly turned around. Under the black hood were those familiar red lips, and the feeling of oppression that hit her face. Of course, this atmosphere did not make Jiang Chenchuan feel uncomfortable.
"I'm interested in?"
Jiang Chenchuan was a little curious. At this point, what else could be more important than leaving the illusion.
"There are two roads. If you go forward, you will see the truth about the destruction of Ronark City. If you look back, maybe... you can just see Dorothea."
The witch looked further behind through Jiang Chenchuan. Jiang Chenchuan turned around and saw Dorothea's thin figure standing at the city gate.
She seemed to be in a hurry when she went out. She didn't even have time to put on her shoes, so she ran out barefooted. Her eyes were full of expectation, and she looked eagerly in the direction of Jiang Chenchuan.
It seems to be saying "Don't go".
Come to think of it, she never seemed to ask specifically if he would go back early in the past.
"What did you say to her?"
It is easy to guess what the witch must have said to Dorothea to cause her to have such an abnormal reaction.
"It has always been easy to destroy a person. First let him have an unattainable desire, satisfy him, and then take away all the dreams."
"Dorotea has grown up and will make her own judgment."
Jiang Chenchuan turned his head and said calmly.
"Don't call me my name! It's disgusting."
The witch's face was full of disgust. Although this was her most common method, she felt uncomfortable every time she saw her young self talking and laughing with her enemies.
"But you have to admit that in this illusion, you are you, and Dorothea...is her."
Jiang Chenchuan pointed behind him naturally, but he didn't notice that Dorothea's dim eyes suddenly lit up under his action.
"Whether it's me or her, at least today, you have to make a choice, whether you want to get the truth you have been pursuing, or leave this fictional fantasy."
It seems that as long as she sees Jiang Chenchuan in trouble, the witch's goal is achieved. As long as others suffer, she can gain happiness.
But those are just appearances. There must be some kind of secret hidden deeper.
"Do you have to choose?"
Jiang Chenchuan responded unhurriedly. He slowly turned around and walked towards Dorothea.
"You...what do you mean!"
Seeing Jiang Chenchuan make his choice, the witch seemed dissatisfied with the result.
"Are you sure you want to give up? I know that you are planning to go to Ronark City. If you don't know the truth, I can guarantee that all of you... will die!"
The witch said loudly.
Jiang Chenchuan had reason to believe that what the witch said was correct, but he still did not change his decision.
Heading towards Dorothea.
Seeing Jiang Chenchuan walking towards him, Dorothea smiled in surprise. She waved happily to Jiang Chenchuan, as if waiting for his arrival.
"Dorotea, you are still sick, why did you run out..."
Touching his pocket, he remembered that he seemed to have put the medicine in the store just now in order to find the trace of the witch.
"You don't...really want to die in Ronark City, do you?"
There was something incredible in the witch's eyes. She couldn't figure it out. According to her understanding of Jiang Chenchuan, he shouldn't have chosen her.
A man who is rigorous and steady, a little angry, and focused on his goals.
…
Jiang Chenchuan didn't have much experience and couldn't really take care of her. The sick Dorotea couldn't even eat, so he had no choice but to find a way to reduce her fever.
After trying various methods, the body temperature returned to normal slightly, and Dorothea's weak coughing could be heard every day.
It seems that she is too different from the witch in reality. Dorothea's existence is getting weaker and weaker. Sometimes, it is even difficult to feel her presence.
In order to survive according to the rules of the fantasy world, Jiang Chenchuan would do some simple jobs during the day, and then use the money he earned to buy some food and water.
"Mr. Ewell..."
On this day, it was the same as usual. Jiang Chenchuan was preparing to go out to work. However, Dorothea, who had been sleeping and recuperating on weekdays, rarely woke up.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Chenchuan turned around and saw Dorothea sitting up from the bed with difficulty.
"Can you come back early today?"
Dorothea asked timidly, her expression seemed to have a hint of pleading, like a pitiful puppy waiting for the warmth of its master.
"Yes, don't worry."
As if she had received a satisfactory answer, Dorothea lay back down again with peace of mind.
go.
Working day after day is not difficult for Jiang Chenchuan, but because of the influence of the foreign hotel, he has lost some sense of time. Therefore, under the confusion of the illusion, it is difficult for him to judge whether he has entered. How much time.
It was busy until evening, when the setting sun dyed the sky into a shining orange-red color, which complemented the blue-purple night sky and was very beautiful.
"I want a copy of this medicine."
In order for Dorothea to recover as soon as possible, Jiang Chenchuan went to the nearest pharmacy to buy some treatment drugs as soon as he got off work.
But suddenly, there was an ancient song echoing in the streets and alleys. It was obviously a sound that did not belong to this city, but no one noticed the weirdness in it. It was as if there was an invisible singer standing on a high platform, telling something to the people in the city. .
Jiang Chenchuan, who had just picked up the medicine, froze instantly. It was a very familiar voice. Jiang Chenchuan raised his head, trying to find the source of the singing.
"Witch."
The blue eyes were downcast, and the so-called calm was about to be broken. It just so happened that it was just a false predicament.
Ignoring the doubtful looks of others, he put down the medicine, grabbed his cane and walked out. He followed the sound and finally saw a familiar black figure standing on the city wall.
But just a silhouette in the sunshine revealed a completely different temperament from Dorothea, even though they were once the same person.
The witch seemed to sense the gaze and turned around, and her singing stopped abruptly at that moment.
Unknown birds were hovering in the sky, and the witch standing at the top jumped down. Her figure was instantly submerged by the stone wall. Jiang Chenchuan immediately chased after her, and over there was the direction of the city gate.
This was the first time he came to Ronark City and reached the city gate address.
Many times, a small change can change your destiny, a bad environment affects human nature, and a kind personality can save your life.
Jiang Chenchuan slowly opened his eyes. It was still the familiar little dark room, but the windows were opened, sunlight poured in from the outside, and Dorotea was nowhere to be seen.
It felt like a long time had passed, but in fact Jiang Chenchuan knew in his heart that not much time had passed before he fell into the illusion.
"We have to find a way to leave."
Thinking back on this experience, it felt like I had seen all of Dorothea's life.
"Mr. Ewell."
Dorothea opened the door, holding today's food in her hand. She called Jiang Chenchuan, and saw that the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She seemed to be more cheerful than before, no longer so gloomy, and full of resentment towards the world.
"Did you go shopping early in the morning?"
"Yes, I brought this. They can't see my face and don't know my identity, so they will naturally be more polite to me."
Dorothea said something and took out a piece of black cloth and shook it. It was cut into the shape of a mask. It was much better than the previous state.
"Did you buy medicine?"
Jiang Chenchuan asked casually.
"Bought...here!"
Dorothea replied cheerfully, and Jiang Chenchuan could feel a little relieved hearing her lively tone.
It seemed to be slowing down, and they seemed to have spent a peaceful and warm time.
