Chapter 133
“……” Lu Ling tightly grasped the swing rope, looked at Yun Mian’s bright eyes, exhaled gently, and nodded to it.
After getting recognition, the little doll became happy all of a sudden, and sat on the swing chair next to Lu Ling. After grabbing the rope with one hand, he used the silk thread to pull the swing chair backwards in front of Lu Ling, and then suddenly let go.
As the bodies cut through the air and flowing wind, sliding from one high point to another, and then falling rapidly and sliding backwards, the two puppets' bodies leaned forward unconsciously, their heartstrings slightly tensed.
The deer spirit felt as if it had grown wings. At the moment it broke through the air, it felt an imperceptible sense of relief after its tense mind.
The swing chair goes back and forth. Yunmian is probably the first puppet who uses his ability to play games, instead of using it as a means of revenge or self-protection like other puppets.
Lu Ling watched the little dolls happily running around the entire playground. When they got excited, they would somersault back into the ocean balls or foam balls. Then they would stand up with a mess all over their bodies, smiling happily with their messy hair.
It seemed to be free of any gloom and unhappiness, like a... truly pure crystal without any impurities.
That is the shape of the heart that every doll wants to have.
After the little puppet had had enough fun, Lu Ling asked it, "Has your puppeteer made other life puppets?"
Yunmian shook her head at it: "I am the only puppet that my mother has."
It brushed off the foam on its body, lay down beside the low platform, and said to Lu Ling who was sitting next to it: "I was made by my mother herself. She loves me very much."
Whether it is the mother in the previous life or the mother now, they all love Mianmian.
Lu Ling did not comment on this naive statement. She just looked at the white back of Yun Mian's hand and asked speculatively, "You have blood in your body, right?"
Yun Mian was stunned and nodded blankly.
Then it heard the Lu Ling's expected sneer: "People with blood have already been doomed to fail. Do you think she loves you? Maybe this love has already been clearly priced."
When Yun Mian heard these words again, scenes from the soul memories of other puppets kept flashing through her mind. She opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know how to refute.
"Perhaps you misunderstood."
A cold voice suddenly sounded at the door.
Lu Ling looked over in shock, and Yun Mian's eyes widened in surprise.
Under the completely different gazes of the two puppets, Yun Jinchu closed the door to cut off the internal communication, and then approached them step by step amid Lu Ling's vigilant defense.
"...Don't come any closer." A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Lu Ling's eyes.
This humanoid artist heard the conversation between him and Yun Mian and saw his true appearance under disguise... Only the dead will not expose themselves.
Yun Jinchu sensed the murderous intent emanating from the puppet and stopped two meters away from them, but his eyes were first fixed on Yun Mian.
Then I got a doll with colorful foam balls stuck all over its body.
Yun Jinchu: “…”
I've already thought about how long it will take to patiently take care of this body of foam balls.
"What did you mean by what you said just now?" Lu Ling was still concerned about what she said when she entered the door.
Yun Jinchu heard this and withdrew his gaze from his daughter. He did not hide anything and said frankly, "At first, I did consider whether to inject blood into Mianmian's body. Later, I decided to inject it, but it was not because of the price you mentioned."
Lu Ling subconsciously thought that she was quibbling. Humans are always good at justifying and covering up their behavior.
So it looked at the little puppet Yunmian, hoping to see from it the puppet's wariness towards the puppeteer.
As a result, Yunmian looked at her mother with eyes wide open, without blinking, her bright eyes seemed to indicate that she would believe whatever she said without hesitation.
Lu Ling was silent for a moment, but couldn't help but refute: "You always have a lot of excuses, but the purpose is always the same. We dolls are just tools for you doll masters to make money and gain fame and status."
Anyway, it will never believe any hardship or other excuses. This is the lesson the puppets have learned at the cost of countless lives.
Yun Mian looked at Lu Ling, then at her mother, and thinking of the words that other puppets in Jingyuan had used to fight for her body, she pursed her lips and whispered to break the silence of their confrontation.
"Mom, why is that?"
Why inject blood into the doll's body?
Both puppets looked at the puppet master not far away, waiting for the other's answer.
Yun Jinchu looked at his little doll, his cold expression softened a little, and he said softly: "Because I'm afraid that you might get hurt and I won't be able to notice it."
Yun Mian was stunned, and then suddenly remembered that when the wound on Mia's neck was transferred to herself, her mother took her to repair it carefully with materials almost immediately.
It was clearly just a very light scratch, but when it tilted its head upwards for its mother to repair it, her mother's movements were very gentle, and she always asked it if it hurt and if it wanted it to be repaired more gently.
Is that so?
Is this really the case?
There were several more voices in her mind. Yun Mian couldn't help but raise her hand and knock on her solar plexus, frowning and trying to make them quieter.
When Yun Jin saw this for the first time, he didn't care whether Lu Ling believed his words or not. He strode over immediately, picked up the little doll lying on the low platform easily, frowned, and used his warm fingers to carefully rub the little guy's aching temple.
She quickly took Yunmian downstairs and prepared to use the existing instruments in the association to test the physical data of the little doll again.
Lu Ling sat there, watching the apparently calm dollmaker, who was now hurriedly walking away while holding the doll.
It knew that this humanoid master was the most hated opponent of the humanoid master who created its body, the vice president of the Humanoid Master Association, Yun Jinchu.
She only made one doll, Yunmian.
The puppets she made did not have any zoomorphic markings.
She and her doll formed a legally recognized mother-daughter relationship.
She said she injected blood into the doll's body because she was worried that she wouldn't be able to notice it immediately if the doll was injured.
If her doll has a slight headache, she will be visibly nervous and worried...
The footsteps became farther and farther away until they disappeared.
Lu Ling asked in a low voice: "Do you believe what this humanoid master said?"
In the distant palace, Mia touched another crystal source that had been made, her eyes dim and unclear: "It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, the real one is the best, but if it's fake, as long as she is willing to keep acting, I will keep pretending to believe it."
The puppets always hate trying to figure out the complex and changeable minds of humans, so the simplest way is to see how long she can maintain this unpredictable feeling. Once she reveals a flaw, the puppets will kill her without hesitation.
After all, Yunmian is the first little puppet that has truly been born in decades, and a puppet with unprecedented special healing abilities. Its existence is extremely special for all puppets that are trapped in hatred and must rely on humans to survive.
"You should know that my abilities are useless to you and can't help you much." Lu Ling heard Mia's slight defense of the humanoid maker and changed the subject with understanding.
It also knew about the silly deal that the little doll made.
Miya: "It's alright, another crystal source will be delivered to your puppeteer tonight. As we have more puppets, your abilities will be extremely important to us."
The cloud quilt was placed on the testing table.
She looked at her mother standing beside her with a little panic.
The souls of the other dolls in her body were curious about why she was nervous, and some of them tried to scare her, saying that the doll master was finally going to reveal his true purpose.
But they didn't know that Yun Mian was panicking because she was lying on this examination table, looking at the countless instruments beside her... She almost instinctively recalled the scene in her previous life when her mother sent her to the operating room with red eyes, and she was given anesthesia and lay on the operating table unable to move.
The dazzling lights, the doctors and nurses wearing masks and taking all protective measures, and the piercing heartbeats that were not sure whether they were slow or rapid...
Because of the anesthesia, her body gradually lost consciousness and her mind slowly faded. The rapid transition from lucidity to unconsciousness seemed to be no different from dying again and again for her.
Because every time they enter the operating room, doctors and nurses are fighting against death.
Yunmian always tried very hard to keep her eyes open after taking the anesthesia. Even if the bright light made her tears come, she would still keep her eyes open and dare not fall asleep.
She was always afraid that she would never wake up after falling asleep, afraid that her mother waiting outside the operating room would receive a cold corpse, and afraid that when her mother cried sadly, there would never be another Yunmian who could hug and kiss her.
But later she did not die on the operating table.
She died in her mother's arms, slowly losing her breath amid her mother's tears.
Mom must be in so much pain...
The little doll lying on the examination table closed its eyes. Although there was no tear in its eyes, Yun Jinchu felt as if it was crying when he looked at it.
A quiet cry without tears.
Yun Jinchu subconsciously pressed the button and took out the little doll lying inside with its eyes closed. She stroked its messy hair and said softly, "Mianmian, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Tell mom where it hurts."
Yunmian buried her face in her mother's neck and shook her head sullenly.
After a long while, the little doll finally cried and whispered, "Mom, I miss you so much..."
I miss you so much that my heart aches.
Mom, Mia and other puppets in Jingyuan all think that its life is hard, but Yunmian doesn’t think so at all.
As long as she can always be with her mother, as long as she can be hugged by her mother every day and can make her mother smile, she will feel very happy.
As long as her mother is with her, Mianmian will never feel hardship for a hundred years.
No matter if I am sick, or turned into a puppet, even if I turn into a blade of grass that cannot talk, or a kitten that can only meow... I will always love my mother, always and forever.
"Mom~" The little doll rubbed the dollmaker's cheek dependently, and rubbed the foam balls all over her body onto her. Then, he held his mother's cheek with his little hands, looked into her eyes, and announced in a shy voice: "Mianmian loves you so much, more than the clouds in the sky, more than a hundred little flowers, and more than my heart~"
Yun Jinchu didn't expect that she would be caught off guard and hear such a childish and innocent "confession". She was stunned for a moment, then casually smiled and touched the little guy's cold forehead, with an unmeltable tenderness between her brows.
A heartfelt confession from little girl Mianmian, late but surely come true!
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