This is the first time that Izuki has dreamed of her previous world.

She couldn't remember when she had come to the New World, but she did remember that the first time she saw the news was at the end of January, and it was mid-May when the news said that the new planet had been discovered.

This world is also about thirty days a month.

Unknowingly, she stayed here for more than 100 days, and at first she couldn't relive her previous life in her dreams, but after she got used to the new world, she actually dreamed of the past.

The cool breeze of early spring has not yet faded, and the morning sun shines gently and brightly on the floor, and the soft temperature neutralizes the slight chill brought in by the wind.

She sat at her dining table, eating the fritters that her father got up early and went out to buy, and swiping her mobile phone to watch anime silly music.

Mom was freshening up, Dad had already finished eating and sat on the sofa watching the morning news, and when he saw her like this, he frowned, and said very disapprovingly: "Don't play with your mobile phone when you eat." ”

She happily enjoyed the long-lost nagging, and rarely listened to the words and turned off the video.

The girl was then stunned, and inexplicably glanced at her father who picked up the water cup and drank water, and nagged her every day, why did she feel like she had not been seen for a long time?

She grinned, let the old father's words go in and out of the left ear, and was ready to continue chasing, and just reached out to pick up the phone before it was unlocked, she heard a "ding dong-" sound.

The doorbell rang.

Dad's eyes shifted from the TV to her, with doubts written on his face, who would come to visit early in the morning, and raised his chin to signal her to open the door.

"Order~!" She bit the fritter, learned from the little soldier who was given a heavy task by the general on the TV, playfully responded, got up to the door, pressed the doorknob and opened the door.

Several men wearing large black leather trench coats and black pants appeared at the door.

Gestapo.

She froze in place, the fritters in her hand were almost choked by her, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and she couldn't help but take several steps back.

"Dad......" she heard her voice trembling, "call the police." ”

The backhand is about to fall to the door.

They shouldn't be here! She yelled inwardly.

The man in black appeared in front of her with the most vague face and the most indifferent attitude, and the leader stretched out his leather gloved hand like a ghost, just lightly, like a touch of fluff, and the security door turned into powder in an instant, without much effort.

When the strongest fear hit, the person could not even scream, and could only sit on his knees with weak legs.

His eyes looked at them with horror in his eyes.

No one stood in the way.

No one can stop it.

He leaned over in silence and stretched out his hand to her, and his voice was full of compassion, and he whispered, "You are a prisoner, what are you?" ”

Slowly but relentlessly, the big hand reached out to her, through her chest, stretched out by fear, the cut breath suffocating her.

The unexpected—

It doesn't hurt.

She turned her head slowly, and the big black leather gloved hand pinched the delicate neck of the black-haired toddler standing behind her, and the face of the young face was distorted by fear exactly like hers.

When the eye made contact, she suddenly became her, her slender neck was stuck in the big hand, the hand kept tightening, she couldn't feel the restraint around her neck, she could only feel the dull pain of her lungs burning from suffocation.

Every time I tried to breathe, I could hear the muffled sound of the neck bone touching.

There was a sudden burning pain on her face, and the people in black all disappeared, leaving only a residual feeling of suffocation, and she looked up in shock at her mother, who had not yet withdrawn her hand.

Her mother, with a pained look on her face, questioned why she had hurt her daughter, and her father smoked cigarettes and looked at her with hatred in his eyes.

There was a bright red in the afterglow, and she turned her head, and the girl's pale and bloodless body collapsed beside her.

Her lips trembled, her heart flustered, and she didn't know how to explain it, and subconsciously reached out to touch her familiar and pale face.

When the skin touches the skin, what you feel is not cold, but the scorching temperature.

She woke up suddenly.