Chapter 489 Between Heart to Hear (2/2)

”…” Rhode caressed her long hair gently and he knew what the little girl was about to say.

That was an innocent wish of hers… But Rhode knew that he couldn't grant it, at least for now. But what about next time? Will I be able to grant her wish?

Rhode closed his eyes subconsciously and he too fell asleep…

It was pitch-black everywhere.

Rhode gazed at the vast and indistinct darkness before him. His conscious was rather blurry and the entire world seemed to be shrouded in a dark, mysterious cold fog… At the next moment, the dark fog before his eyes vanished and a brand new scenery replaced it.

”This is…” Rhode widened his eyes in astonishment. The pitch-black, gloomy sky extended endlessly while the dried-up earth was free of any living creatures and the dead trees were as unpleasant as a distorted gibbet. Rhode puckered his brows as he had never been to this place before. Meanwhile, something seemed to be calling out to him.

Rhode lifted his head and discovered a massive, tall circle-shaped tower that had appeared out of nowhere. The steps circled upwards beside his feet, all the way until the platform on top. The icy-cold wind blew gently at his ear as though inviting him upwards.

Rhode walked up the spiraling flight of stairs.

It seemed that this high tower wasn't as tall as he had seen after he walked upwards. Also, his concept of time seemed to be indistinct too as Rhode couldn't remember exactly how long he had been walking for. All in all, he arrived at the top of the tower as he returned to his senses.

Rhode saw a petite figure that astonished him.

A luxurious, elegant, upper-class black lace dress wrapped the little figure. Its silky, pitch-black long hair swayed along with the wind and a scarlet ribbon formed into a bowknot on its slender, fair neck. Rhode wasn't unfamiliar with that face—it was his.

Or perhaps, that was Christie's.

”Christie?” Rhode widened his eyes at the strange sight and took half a step forward to size up the little girl carefully. No matter from which angle, this little girl before him must be Christie who had fallen asleep with him. But he realized their differences quickly.

Unlike the gentle, loveable Christie, this little girl possessed an unprecedented, pressurizing presence. She stood on the spot as though she was the dictator of this ice-cold world. Her resolution was absolute and nobody could threaten or change her status. Countless shadows swayed under her feet as though they were welcoming their master warmly or perhaps, they were unable to escape the hands of this tyrant.

”Who are you?” Rhode was slightly startled as he felt that things weren't looking right. At this moment, Rhode vaguely realized that he was in a really realistic dream. Moreover, Christie's appearance had alarmed Rhode even more. With his experience, he knew that this wasn't anything great.

The little girl smiled and opened her mouth as though she was speaking. But Rhode couldn't hear anything as the whizzing sound of wind blew past his ears as though blocking off everything. ”I can't hear you; who exactly are you?”

'Christie' shook her head as she strode forward nimbly. She extended her hands and lifted the ends of her skirt to give a lady-like bow. Then, she lifted her head and gazed into his eyes. At this moment, Rhode discovered that the biggest difference in this 'Christie' was her eyes.

It was no longer Christie's purple and blue eyes. Instead, it was a pair of incredibly beautiful purple pupils. Her deep purple eyeballs were as though burning and emanating a weak radiance which let off a luring and mysterious charm. The little girl smiled gently before extending her arms solemnly to grab Rhode's right arm. She lifted her head and spoke once again. ”…”

But Rhode still couldn't hear her voice. He could hear the sound of the sliding movements on his clothes, the sound of the whizzing wind, the crackling of the branches on the withered tree. However, he could hear nothing from this little girl before him. Even though he could see the folding and widening of her lips, it was too difficult for him to read her lips. The little girl didn't seem to be bothered that Rhode couldn't hear herself. She said her piece and clasped his arm before lowering her head to peck on the back of his hand lightly.

”—!” Rhode felt a burning sting and his vision distorted as though a scarlet radiance had flashed before his eyes. Before he knew it, the world that he was in began to crumble and shatter… once again swallowed by darkness.