Alesa's thin body curled up in the dark prison. The darkness has its essence, entangled around Alesa's body.

Above the prison, several thick and long cracks were covered with them. Dots of light emerged from the cracks.

Click—

An undetectable sound suddenly rang out in the prison. In the darkness, bits of gravel fell down. Before it could fall below, Alesa decomposed into pieces and dissipated under the beam of light. The thick crack suddenly spread outwards with tiny cracks.

The entire prison was covered with cracks like spider webs. After maintaining a delicate balance for a moment, the next moment, the top of the head was shattered!

But before they fell, they melted and dissipated under the light that poured in from the gap.

The darkness wrapped around Alesa was like a substance, scattered and wailed and dissipated under the light, revealing the curled body of Alesa, who was originally wrapped in the darkness.

Alesa's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and in her open eyes there was endless coldness and resentment. She slowly got up and looked up at the darkness above her head.

The cracks climbed around the prison, and fragments of different sizes continued to fall and collapsed. Alesha's thin body was bathed in the light, and her expression remained unchanged. The light did not dissipate the darkness in her heart.

However, at this moment, Alesha's face was moved, and she saw a palm penetrate the light and stretched out to her.

However, four fingers disappeared in this palm, which seemed incomplete.

The coldness and hatred in her big eyes dissipated, and finally she raised her thin arm and held the big hand. Warmth came and her cold body flowed.

The last piece of prison gravel dissipated, and at this moment, the light filled the entire world.

...

Wang Yao slowly woke up, and then he felt his breathing was not smooth, as if something was pressing down. He opened his eyes and saw little Alesa lying on his chest like a koala. As he breathed, little Anna was also slightly up and down. Her big eyes were tightly closed, in a beautiful dream.

Wang Yao was stunned, then chuckled, leaving only one finger to gently stroke Alesa's long hair.

A peaceful scene.

It really moved. Wang Yao suddenly felt like a dream. As a big boos in the Silent Hill, Wang Yao never thought of this possibility. But now it has really come true.

Gently stroking Alesa's entangled golden hair, Wang Yao guessed that this was Little Anna's body. Is all this influence her?

Little Anna and Alesa are both poor girls with extremely miserable and dark childhood. Now the former is dead, the latter occupies her body. It can also be said that they satisfy Little Anna's dream in disguise.

At this moment, the images of Little Anna and Alesa slowly approached until they overlapped.

What is the theme of Silent Hill? Revenge? Resentment? None of these are.

But family affection.

Alesa's eyelashes trembled, she raised her head and looked at Wang Yao, then squinted her eyes like a kitten, and her little head rubbed against Wang Yao's chest, and she was extremely dependent.

"Are you asleep?" Wang Yao gently stroked Alesa's little head and asked softly.

"Yeah." Alesa nodded.

"Dreams?"

"Um..." Alesha blinked her big eyes, her little face full of serious expressions. She tilted her head and thought about it and she was deflated, and her little face was pressed back on Wang Yao's chest.

"Forgot."

Alesha, who had just gained family affection, cherished it very much and was extremely attached to Wang Yao. No one would have believed that she was the evil little girl Alesha in the Silent Hill.

Wang Yao laughed silently and brushed the hair on Alesha's forehead: "Do you want to get up?"

"I still want to sleep..." Alesha looked at Wang Yao with a pleading expression on her little face. She looked pitiful.

"Then go to bed." Wang Yao said. "I would agree if I don't have to look at me so pitiful."

"Hey..." Alesha smiled shyly and buried herself in Wang Yao's arms.

Wang Yao was stunned when he saw Alesha’s smile, then chuckled and hugged Alesha.

Go and see the time at five o'clock in the morning. In the foggy world, time is just a decoration.

It's really different... Wang Yao's heart is extremely relaxed at this moment. Although he was surprised by Alesha's transformation, Alesha's reliance on her attitude shows that the only hidden danger in this world has disappeared.

Compared with the real world where time is tight and crisis-ridden, the world of the watch after attacking Alesa has become extremely safe. Wang Yao can finally have enough time to do what he wants like like a normal person. He is not worried about the dangers that come every month.

The hidden dangers are eliminated, and at this moment he has enough time to think about problems that he had no time to think about before. However, the root of human nature is also highlighted at this time - he does not know how to cherish it until he loses it.

Wang Yao missed homesick, or rather, he missed the real world.

I have been struggling with how to get along with Aresa before, so I naturally don’t have time to think about these things. Now that the crisis has been resolved, I have free time to think about these things.

It has been eleven days, but I don’t know what the reality is. Zhang Qing must be anxious, maybe she thinks I have disappeared. As for He Ying... forget it, I can’t guess her thinking.

Will Chu Xuan move after taking the money or something? Liang Chunri... With her temperament, she may not come again, or she may stick small notes on the door. The former is very likely. After all, strictly speaking, the two have only met once in school. The memories in 482 only exist in their minds. After she found them, she kept hitting a wall and would not come again after losing her interest.

With the playfulness of a child, every night might have forgotten himself as a foreigner.

Looking at the heavy fog outside the window, Wang Yao seemed to hear the sound of birds and noise coming from outside the window, and the rising sun rose slowly in the distance...

"It's the next day." At five o'clock in the morning, Zhang Qing, who was lying on the table, woke up. She looked at Wang Yao's exclusive safe house as soon as possible. There was no one there. She was slightly disappointed and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

In the office of the deputy group leader of the external office area, He was focused on a document. During the break, she put down the folder, looked at the giant screen outside the window, and took a sip of coffee with red nail polish.

In the dilapidated square area, Chu Xuan sat upright in front of the lacquered desk, holding the book and watching silently. Occasionally pushing the glasses frame upwards. The quilts on the single bed were neatly folded, and looking at it, it seemed that she hadn't been sleeping all night.

At this time, Chu Xuan turned his head silently and looked out the already dazzling window. The sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking sounded in the distance. The green onion fingers turned off the desk lamp, and the room immediately became dark. Chu Xuan turned back and continued to move the paper, as if the fragrance of paper was overflowing.

In the pink bedroom, behind the door, there are high school uniforms and red armbands with SOS groups written on them. A girl with a very delicate face lies on the bed in large characters, still sleeping. The suspender in the vest fell down a corner, revealing her fair and tender shoulders.

In Akita, Japan, where there is a time difference between China, it is already bright. In a bedroom on the second floor, an 8-9-year-old girl with a delicate and white face is wearing pajamas and lying on the bed with a rabbit doll. She occasionally makes a dream talk, such as the Tang Dynasty, saying words like the big brother.

"Bang!" The mineral water bottle made a slight sound.
Chapter completed!