Of course, Roger wouldn't hear Caroline's inner monologue, and he wouldn't care if he knew. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info He walked over to Vicky and simply picked out one of the fish from the plate and put it on the table, staring into her eyes: "Vicky, look at me." It's not your imagination, it's not your illusion, everything you see now is real, like this fish, those two beavers, everything in this house is what you see with your eyes. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Vicky's face turned even paler, and she turned her face to speak in a pleading tone, "Roger, don't say it. I'll come back to play with you later, and don't disturb my dinner now, okay?"

Roger held Vicky's face in both hands, so that her eyes could not escape his gaze: "Look at me, Vicky." I know something about you, I know it's painful, can you say it? Be brave and face it, just like now you have to be brave to face reality. ”

The Beaver couple and Caroline nodded encouragingly.

Vicky looked at Roger, her eyes filled with tears, and suddenly hugged him and began to cry.

Roger patted her on the back and said in a gentle voice: "Painful things have been hidden in the heart will make people collapse, cry well, and drain all the pain from tears." ”

"Wow......" Vicky cried heartbreakingly.

When Roger's shirt was about to wring out the water, Vicky's crying gradually subsided, she raised her head, looked at Roger's soaked shoulders, her face was crimson, and said embarrassedly: "Hug, sorry, I soiled your clothes." ”

Roger waved his hand absently: "It's okay, we're friends, aren't we?"

Vicky nodded.

Roger's eyes lit up, and his voice was gentle and seductive, "You scared me this afternoon, can you tell me about it?"

Caroline and the beaver couple were immediately in good spirits, and a fire of gossip burned in their eyes. Sure enough, everyone has the heart of gossip.

Vicky hesitated for a moment, looked into Roger's encouraging eyes, and finally a sad story was slowly told. (Described below)

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Ten years ago, I lost my family in a fire. My happy home was shattered by a fire, and only the young me survived. After the fire, I was mentally unstable. I always thought that the fire in my house was caused by not putting out the fireplace fire before I left the study. Later, I was supposedly sent to the Rutledge Asylum for mental reasons, where I was treated for ten years.

My memories of the fire and the events of the madhouse are fragmented, and I don't even have a rough impression.

But I always remember one thing vividly, I was lazily looking through the fairy tale books in the afternoon sun, the warm breeze on my cheeks like a lullaby, and just as I was about to fall asleep, a white rabbit in clothes and talking ran in front of me. I chased after it, but I accidentally fell into a rabbit hole, and I fell thousands of miles away, and finally fell into a cave, and Mr. White Rabbit, who had been guiding me, urged me to act quickly, or it would be too late, and the Duchess would punish it.

At this moment there appeared a cat not far away, a filthy Cheshire cat, I had never seen such a smiling cat, it seemed quite comfortable, and from then on this cat became my guide, guiding me to chase after Mr. White Rabbit in front of me.

The slaves I met on the way told me that when it came to the ruthlessness of the Queen of Hearts, no resistance would work, and that the White Rabbit had no choice but to bring me into this world from the outside world and make me a hero to save them from fire and water.

I found a knife and killed one of the guards who had come to see it look like a card with limbs and a head.

On the way, I came across a caterpillar called the wise man who liked to smoke hookahs, and he gave me a bottle of potion that would become smaller when I drank it.

I'm on my journey again, the environment here is dirty and horrible, (Roger interjects here: then why don't you get out of there?) I can't do it, the forces there drive me, I can't escape it.

At the Pond of Tears, I killed the Duchess so that the turtle (a monster with the body of a bull-headed turtle) was not served as lunch by the Duchess.

I finally caught up with Mr. White Rabbit in the Continental Forest, and he was disturbed by the strange silence here, when the Mad Hatter came over and trampled him to death.

In the Hidden Continent, I took revenge on Mr. White Rabbit by slaughtering the Mad Hatter with the help of the March Hare and the Dormouse. Instead, they were dismembered by a group of Mad Hatter's robotic men. The Cheshire Cat was also killed during my fight against the Queen of Hearts. I am so grieved, my friends are always leaving me one after another, all the difficulties and pains are always to be faced alone, the order of this world has been destroyed because of me, can I rebuild it now? I defeated the Empress of Hearts, and she told a terrible truth, the Empress of Hearts is a part of my body, and those evil spirits have been transformed, and if I want to destroy her, I myself will disappear from this world.

I only have to choose to fight, to fight for order, to fight for freedom, to fight for my dead friends.

I cut off the head of the Queen of Hearts, the earth was rejuvenated, the mountains covered the kings and the birds were singing, everything was bathed in the long-lost sunshine and seemed moist and vigorous, and my body slowly became transparent and dissipated...... (Roger interjects again: Are you dead?)

No, I woke up, it was night, I was lying in my bedroom, and I looked up to see the moonlight shining through the window. I always thought it might just be a dream, after all... You know, I'm a madman, I'm a psychopath. But I'm now sure it wasn't a dream.

Last year, the Rutledge Asylum claimed that my illness had been cured, that there was only a slight bit of catatonic disorder, and that there was no need to waste everyone's time by keeping me locked up. The doctors thought that what I was talking about in Wonderland was just a conjecture in my head, and in order to prevent me from aggravating my condition, they advised me to walk around and use new memories and time to erase the mental wounds.

I was discharged from the hospital homeless and had no friends to rely on, only a small inheritance, and with this money I started wandering around.

When I arrived in Maine, I was running out of money, and I happened to see your job ad in the newspaper and thought I'd come and give it a try......

But now, thank you so much for proving to me that it's true! It's true! There are talking animals! I did go to Wonderland! So I didn't go to the study at all! The fire in the house wasn't caused by the fact that I didn't put out the fire in the fireplace! My parents and sister weren't killed by me!! (it took a while for her to continue)

I'm going back to Oxford, I'm going to find out the truth, and since it's not my fault, I'm going to know what caused the fire, what made me lose it all!

Roger, we're friends, you're going to help me, right?