Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 316 [Death of Yehua] 3

Yehua fell asleep, and Fenglan finally had time to look around. With the second perspective, Fenglan could see the layout of the tower clearly even without the lights.

When Yehua was there during the day, Fenglan only took a quick glance at it. Now, after observing carefully, he found something incongruous.

Yehua looked only four years old. Logically speaking, no matter how long this tower took to build, it would not be more than ten years. However, Fenglan looked at the outer part of the tower that Huahua had sent back. The traces of wind and sun, and the moss, showed that it was at least several decades old!

As for the inside of the tower, Feng Lan noticed that the books in the study were of varying ages. The oldest books had turned yellow, and the edges had the kind of wrinkles that only come from years of being touched. People who read frequently know that a book, even if you just read it and do nothing else, will be different from when you first picked it up after a year. At the very least, it will become thicker, and the edges of the pages will become deformed and yellowed.

Feng Lan picked up a book at random, which was a storybook. She flipped through two pages and found that the core of the story was almost the same as what she saw today. The rebellious child wanted to go out, but in the end he stayed at home obediently.

She raised her eyebrows and looked for a few more books. Most of them were storybooks, and they rarely told stories about the outside world. They were straightforward. The few popular science books were also mediocre. They only briefly mentioned the external environment, and social habits were never mentioned.

Obviously, the people behind the scenes not only isolated Yehua by making her live in a high tower, but also isolated her from cognition.

Feng Lan went to the studio again. A person's paintings can also reflect the changes in his or her personality and mentality.

Feng Lan knocked on the fluorite on the wall. After a while, a faint light came on. Feng Lan was not picky and looked at Ye Hua's paintings one by one in the faint light.

Yehua has many paintings. In addition to those on the easel, scattered on the carpet, hanging on the wall, and tucked away in booklets, Feng Lan also saw words in some corners of the wall.

Feng Lan wasn't sure which paintings were the first ones Ye Hua drew and which ones were drawn later.

Some of the paintings are colorful, with towers, dolls, kitchens, a big window with a forest painted inside, and ceilings with flying birds.

Some are messy lines, black and red interlaced, covering the entire painting, while others are meaningless colors filling the entire picture.

Some of them were landscape paintings, somewhat abstract. Feng Lan guessed that Ye Hua had learned them from illustrations in books. They were of princes and princesses. Feng Lan could barely make out a sword from the scribbled crown and one stroke.

There is also Yehua's self-portrait. Because Yehua is very white, with white hair, eyelashes, eyebrows and eyes, all her self-portraits are painted with white paint. She first paints the drawing paper with black or other colors, and then paints herself in white.

Lonely, bored, and empty.

This is what Feng Lan saw from Ye Hua's paintings. Obviously, as she grew up, Ye Hua became more and more curious about the outside world and didn't want to stay in the tower anymore. She wanted to go out and see the world, so Feng Lan came.

She watched and seemed to understand the main plot of this incident.

One night was enough for Feng Lan to get a general idea of ​​the situation in the tower. As for other magical places, he might have to wait until daytime. The tower obviously did not prepare a place for Feng Lan to stay, and even did not prepare dinner last night. Obviously, the tower was somewhat dissatisfied with Feng Lan's self-assertion (denying his identity as a fiancé).

Feng Lan was not picky. There was a big bed under the layers of toys in the toy room on the fifth floor. Feng Lan simply used this bed as a place to sleep. She closed her eyes and rested for an hour or two, and then it was daytime.

Feng Lan was in the tower yesterday, and Hua Hua was not idle either, because there was only one passage to the outside of the tower, and that was the window on the top floor. Feng Lan searched around the bottom floor but only found a sealed wall.