She didn't see anyone all the way, what would happen behind the wall? She didn't know, she just knew that if she went back, she would go into the darkness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Therefore, for her, a place of light is a place of hope, and a place of hope is worth going to.

The wall was flipped horizontally 90 degrees, and the entrances that appeared on the left and right sides were only separated by a wall.

The five doors are blue, orange, yellow, green, and purple in an arched pattern. Will there be anyone behind the door? The last room is probably the most likely to be unoccupied, right?

Purple Hitomi chose purple and twisted the doorknob. The door opened.

At the same time, the wall "creaked" shut.

She was now in a room where the lilac window gave off a light purple, not too dazzling but illuminating light, a table in front of the window, painted sky blue, the chairs pink, the walls soft green, the mottled patches of colors blended into a wonderful color, the narrow bed exuded the smell of dreams and illusions, the bedding, pillows, and sheets were all dreamy purple that made me dream, and there was a two-meter-high blue-purple cupboard beside the bed. The furnishings of this room are very simple, but it is also such a visual buffer - the grass she has seen the most all day is grass, it is rare to see such a scene, even if it is monotonous in her eyes, her memory is already very rich.

She felt lucky, it felt like her wandering heart had found a place to stay. Is this her home? She wasn't sure, but it was night, and she had to stay here for one night.

She put down her rain-soaked bag and walked to the window. The sky outside the window was dark, but the window was still lit, and the light from this window illuminated the whole room and illuminated her eyes. She pushed open the window and reached out to catch the falling rain, but couldn't touch anything. The fine lines were drawn one by one on the night, and they flew away with silver light one after another, merging into a curtain of rain. There was a very bright star next to a crescent moon in the sky, and there was no third star in the night sky. Maybe that's it - no matter how distant a partner is, there is no room for a third person.

The drops of water from the tips of her hair slid down her neck, and she couldn't help but shiver. The blue-purple wardrobe caught her eye, and she turned and walked towards it.

There was a full-length mirror in the closet, and she looked at herself in the mirror, so thin and lonely. She opened the closet door and looked inside—so deep that it seemed to hide a passage to another world. She couldn't see what clothes were inside, so she unconsciously approached to look, and as soon as she walked in, her eyes suddenly opened up, and there was water spraying all around—hot water!

There's a bathroom in the closet!

In the warm water shower, Purple Hitomi began to plan for her future: I don't know why, I ended up in such a place. I don't know where I'm going. Anyway, she decided—the world that had disappointed her so many times in the past, she didn't want to go back, and besides, she probably couldn't go back. There will still be a lot of questions, how long and how far will we have to run to reach the end of the darkness? how soon will it be dawn? where will we go when dawn will be? what will happen tomorrow? Purple Pupil suddenly didn't dare to think about it anymore. Will she have a tomorrow......

Thinking about a lot of things, Purple Hitomi found towels and clothes from the closet. Everything here was so comfortable, it made her feel like she was dreaming, and she was afraid that the day she would wake up from a dream and she would become nothing. What she has now, she doesn't want to lose yet.

Purple Hitomi changed into pajamas and lay on the dreamy bed, but she couldn't sleep, she always felt that something was missing. She saw the forgotten backpack lying quietly on the edge of the bed. The backpack, although covered in dust from being used for too long, could still be seen to be lilac. Purple Hitomi doesn't like purple, she doesn't even like all colors, it's just that she doesn't think it's that annoying when she looks at purple.

What's in the backpack? I rushed out, and I don't know what I stuffed into it.

Purple Pupil lazily reached into her backpack and found a charm. This was made when I was a child doing handicrafts in an orphanage, and the art teacher praised Zitong for being a clever child. In fact, it's just an ordinary hanging ornament, which is probably made by stringing together a few pattern squares of flowers and plants that emit green fluorescence with a chain.

Purple Hitomi tied the ornament to the window frame, adding a dark green light at the edge of darkness and light.

"Zinuo, J...... j…… Zi Lan, go to a meeting ......" Suddenly, a faint voice came in from outside the door. This sudden word, the purple pupil didn't have time to hear who was speaking, but it seemed that someone was talking outside, and the sound of the door opening and closing, and the wall, the sound of the wall turning!

She carefully opened the door through a crack and peered through the narrow crack to see outside. But there was no one outside, could it be just an auditory hallucination? She pulled the door open and walked out, but she was afraid that it would close, so she took off one of her shoes and stuck it in the crack of the door.

The four doors stood there solemnly. She walked to a nearby door. The door seemed to be locked, and she couldn't twist the knob with both hands. She tried the other three doors, but they wouldn't open. She would circle the doors and wait for the owner of the room to come out, and then she would say hello to the "neighbors" perfunctorily, and then she would go back to sleep in peace. She put her hand on the doorknob again and again, and reluctantly let go, she even touched the door inch by inch to find the mechanism to open the door, but she couldn't find it.

She turned and turned in front of the doors, and felt that she was suspicious, so she went back to her room, took off her shoes, and closed the door. But she was still not at ease, she put her ear to the door and listened for a long time, but there was no movement, and then she tiptoed back to bed.

She was lying on the bed, wanting to sleep but not daring to sleep - maybe in the next second, someone would open the door and come in! She didn't know what was going on outside the door, how could she sleep in peace? She looked up and down the room and at every corner of the room, and the door was the one that she couldn't rest assured. She got up from the bed, leaned against the door and sat down on her knees, looking out the window at the distant world, so confused and real......

For a long, long time, the sound of even breathing drowned in the night, and she fell asleep.

The black cloak fluttered in the wind, and the purple pupils looked at the back, so familiar...... He's? he's ...... Who is he?"Are you really her?" The voice that drifted in the darkness got closer and closer, and the figure turned around to be a handsome man. His hand gently brushed the purple pupil's face: "You're finally back." "Y-Who are you?" The cloak fluttered and faded out of the dream.