Even though he knew this was a parallel world.
Even though he knew this was Blue Star.
Even though he knew this was not his true homeland.
He still could not help wondering.
Mom, are you doing okay...
Lynn had been missing for two years. He had descended into Hell, and he was still struggling to survive, thinking every waking moment about how to climb back out.
But he still wanted to ask.
Have you grown old? Have you lost weight? Are you healthy? Do you have more wrinkles now? Do you...
Still remember your son?
Lynn reclined in his chair, his head raised as he gazed at the moonlight outside the window, his eyes full of longing.
Blood Doll sat there in a daze, clutching the Rag Doll in her arms and looking at the warm tear that had trickled down his face without her noticing.
"Are you thinking about your mom too?"
Lynn sat up with a smile, wiped the trace from his face, and said:
"I'm all grown up. What would I miss her for? Do you think I'm a little brat like you?"
With that.
Lynn sat down in front of the computer again and focused on it. The face on the screen was reflected in his eyes. Several times, his fingers moved to switch away from the page, but he never managed to press the key.
So...
Blood Doll raised her head and stared blankly at Lynn's back, his figure reflected in her eyes.
Is the doctor just like me...?
He lost his home, left his mom, and wandered alone through that dark world, trying hard to be strong.
Longing for something he could never reach.
Blood Doll lowered her head, hugging the Rag Doll in her arms and bringing her feet together, deeply moved.