Chapter 441
She is a newborn, half-finished life doll.
She has no name.
So when she woke up in her new body and heard the ball of light rushing towards her and excitedly calling her "Mianmian", the distant and dim memories once again surged into her mind.
Is it possible that everything is happening again?
She opened her eyes blankly and looked at the ball of light circling around her. After a long while, she moved her eyes stiffly, trying to take in the studio or window that she had seen countless times.
What catches the eye... are the photos.
She stared at the photos blankly, her heart suddenly aching dully, and her face unconsciously showed a bit of pain.
As expected... it happened again?
She stared at the photos quietly. Both faces were so familiar to her.
One is her creator, and the other is her "baby" and "daughter" who was carefully carved out bit by bit as she stood by and watched.
She even clearly remembered that the life doll was called "Yunmian".
The doll artist will call the other person "Mianmian" with tenderness in his eyes.
That was originally... originally her own name, but later she realized that it seemed like she had stolen the other person's name.
"Mianmian?" The voice in her ear was still calling her.
She blinked and subconsciously retorted: "My name is not Mianmian, you got the wrong name."
She pointed to the smiling child in the photo and said sweetly, "Her name is Mianmian. I don't have a name."
The excitement of the system came to an abrupt halt.
It turned back blankly and looked at Yun Jinyi who had listened to every word of it.
Yun Jinyi had been guarding Mianmian, but she also had work to do, so she worked in the compartment next to the bedroom while waiting for Mianmian to wake up.
When the system first discovered that Mianmian had woken up, Yun Jinyi stood up and walked towards this side. Since her back was facing away, Yun Mian did not notice her presence.
Therefore, Yun Jinyi heard the denial from his daughter's mouth clearly.
Her steps forward were slightly stiff, and she didn't know if there was some inexplicable resistance, so that she could look at her daughter's small back but couldn't get closer.
Following his daughter's words, his memory instantly returned to the world where he kept chasing but ended up going completely crazy.
Yun Jinyi always remembered that in that world, she killed her daughter twice with her own hands.
Each time it hurts more than the last.
It was not until her daughter died in the tiny, worn-out doll body that she realized what she had missed and lost.
But everything is irreversible.
She could only bury her own life and that dirty and twisted world along with the dead Mianmian.
“…Mianmian, what are you talking about?” The system was not very clear about the details of Mianmian’s existence in the first round of the puppet world, so when it heard her words, the whole system was confused.
The previous Mianmian said that her name was not Mianmian, that was because her name was Gu Tangtang.
But this Mianmian...her name has never been changed in the plot.
The system looked blankly at Mianmian who had just woken up, then looked at Yun Jinyi who had inexplicably stopped not far away and did not come over. A question mark slowly appeared on her round body.
What is going on?
In its confusion, Yunmian still maintained its original posture without moving.
She thought the world had started over again, and she was once again the half-finished life doll, unable to move or speak, so she sat there very familiarly, just a little surprised that this ball of light could actually hear her voice and talk to her.
"Who are you?" she asked curiously, "How can you hear my voice?"
system:"……"
After a subtle silence, it replied: "I am your system, and I don't have a name yet."
She didn't understand what the system was, but when she heard the light ball say that it didn't have a name either, Yun Mian's eyes lit up slightly. Even though she still maintained the same expressionless posture, her tone could be heard to be somewhat intimate.
She asked, "Was the One who created you unwilling to give you a name?"
The system shook its body: "No, I have a number, and I don't know who created me, but I am bound to you. You can name me, I am your system."
She paused to think about what the system was, then looked at the ball of light and asked softly, "Can I really give you a name?"
The system flew a little closer and gently rubbed the child's forehead: "Of course, I want a nice and cool name."
The little doll was never given a name.
After all, she almost stole the name of another doll.
But now the ball of light wanted her to give it a name. The little doll was secretly a little excited and started to think about it seriously.
After a while, she said to the light ball: "Can you call me Yunkong?"
The system repeated the name Yunmian had just said and asked her curiously, "Why is it this name? Is there any special meaning?"
I heard that when humans name their children, pets, or other things, they all want them to have meaningful names. The system also wants itself to have a name with good meaning.
Although it accepted the name as soon as Mianmian said it, it still wanted to know more.
Under its questioning, the clear and bright eyes of the little doll trembled slightly, and then it told it softly: "Because the artist who made me is named Yun, and I don't have a surname, you should take hers."
As for the word “空” at the end.
The little doll had a bit of yearning in its eyes, and slowly said to the system: "I haven't seen what the sky outside looks like yet. I've only seen it on TV. I hope I can hold on a little longer this time, and after the doll master throws me away, I can still try to open my eyes and look at the sky outside."
The little doll was trapped in a tiny body, unable to move or communicate with humans. Her life was too short and too narrow. She could only live in a small glass window. From birth to death, she had never seen anything except the doll maker and the life doll named Yunmian.
The little doll looked at the system quietly, seeing it still whispering the word "Yunkong". Its eyes curved slightly, and it suddenly felt that it might be better if it could stop being a doll and become like this little ball.
At least this little ball can fly around, talk, and leave the room easily.
The little doll was not surprised why the furnishings in the house had become different, because her soul was weak in her previous life and she could no longer see anything in the outside world. She could only vaguely sense some movements through her body. So all this might be the new home that the doll master specially arranged for the life doll named Yunmian while he was asleep.
If she had the chance to do it all over again, Yun Mian knew that she only had a few days, so she would not desperately crave for the doll maker's attention like she did last time.
Now, she just wanted to look at the sky outside.
“Then I will be called Yunkong from now on!” The light ball digested the meaning of this name, flew closer, leaned over and touched the doll’s cheek again, and said happily: “You can call me Yunkong from now on. When I return to the headquarters, I will replace my system number with the two words Yunkong!”
The little puppet didn't quite understand what Yunkong said.
But she agreed obediently.
It was not until this time that Yunkong realized that Mianmian seemed to have maintained a strange posture without moving.
It flew over curiously and poked her: "Mianmian, why are you so still? Isn't it uncomfortable?"
The little doll blinked dully: "I can't move yet. I don't have a heart. I can't move."
The system was confused, the system was shocked, the system was dumbfounded.
Yunkong explained hurriedly: "No, Mianmian! You can move now. You are a human cub now, not a little puppet. You, you move your hands and you will know after moving them."
It realized it slowly, as if Mianmian had never really figured out the current situation.
The little doll fell into deeper confusion because of its words.
What do you mean...it's a human cub now, not a puppet?
And: "My name is not Mianmian, don't call me by the wrong name again, or maybe you have recognized the wrong doll. I seem to look a bit like Yunmian, but I am not her. Go find her to give you a name."
The little doll guessed that he might have been mistaken by the ball of light again.
Therefore, the one who should give it a name is not yourself, but another life puppet.
Although she had long known that everything she had seemed to be stolen from other dolls, the little doll couldn't help feeling a little sad when she once again realized that she was mistaken for the other person.
The only light in her eyes dimmed again, and she closed her eyes, no longer communicating with the ball of light that was trying hard to defend itself.
Now she just needed to wait for the humanoid master to throw her out, and then look at the rain falling on her and the sky when it rained. That was enough.
The little doll always remembers that at the last moment before his consciousness faded, he vaguely felt rain falling on him.
That was also the most special perception in her short life.
So she closed her eyes again and quickly fell into a light sleep.
Yunkong was completely dumbfounded.
It stared blankly at Mianmian who was sleeping in a strange and motionless position, then rushed to Yun Jinyi who was standing not far away and had not come over, and asked anxiously: "What's going on? Why did Mianmian say that I recognized the wrong doll? Isn't she Mianmian?!"
With soul binding as evidence, how could Yunkong recognize the wrong person? !
But Mianmian fell asleep as soon as she said she would, and Yunkong had no time to explain or verify.
Now, Yun Jinyi in front of it did not answer its question after a brief silence, but walked around it and walked slowly to the bed.
Yunkong chased after her and looked with her at the child on the bed who could fall asleep as soon as he wanted and always maintain the same posture without changing.
Yun Jinyi found it difficult to describe how to relieve the suffocating and painful feeling in her heart when she heard her daughter's words.
She was even unable to lift a single step when her daughter and Yunkong were talking. She could only stop not far behind her like a coward and listen to the entire conversation quietly.
Perhaps what Yunkong said was right. With each awakening of Mianmian's memory of the first round in a different world, Mianmian's disappointment and unfamiliarity with her would continue to deepen in each world.
It seems that the two are no longer on the same timeline. Yun Jinyi loves her daughter more and more, but Mianmian becomes more and more unfamiliar with her mother.
In the process of recovering their memories, the mother and daughter gradually drifted further and further apart.
Yun Jinyi rarely feels such a clear sense of powerlessness.
She was even timid about every subsequent "meeting".
Perhaps only by not seeing her can I avoid being hurt by the disappointment, strangeness or hatred in Mianmian's eyes.
But Mianmian’s disappointment and hatred...were all caused by herself.
Yun Jinyi knew very well that she couldn't escape and could only face it.
But how should she face it?
Just like this girl Mianmian, how can we make her believe in and let go of that short life?
Being trapped in a puppet's body from birth to death, a life of loneliness, despair and even pain?
Yun Jinyi didn't even dare to imagine how sad Mianmian would be when she saw herself calling another puppet Mianmian in the body of that shabby puppet.
But she still remembers how that little shabby doll looked when she held it in her arms and it suddenly lost all its luster and became just a lifeless shell.
She killed Mianmian herself, twice.
My daughter died in my arms, so quietly.
Yun Jinyi was behind Mianmian just now, and she was glad that she was behind her daughter, otherwise... when her daughter opened her eyes and saw her, Yun Jinyi did not dare to face the disappointment or hatred in her eyes.
Even though Mianmian had just snuggled in her arms last night and told her that she loved her, giving her more courage to face all this.
But when Mianmian, who had this memory, woke up... Yun Jinyi was still timid.
Otherwise, she would not go to another place to handle work in advance. She would stay by the bed and wait for the child to wake up just like she did with the previous Mianmian.
But her timidity made her avoid the meeting.
Then she heard the conversation between Mianmian and the system that was enough to break her heart.
The little doll emphasized from beginning to end that she had no name. When she realized that the system might have recognized her incorrectly, she fell into a deep sleep without hesitation.
Even though she knew that the system was able to communicate with her, the little doll did not hesitate when she fell into a deep sleep, and did not try to fight for or retain the system at all.
All this shows that she has given up on her own identity.
Therefore, even if she thought everything could start over again, she would no longer expect the attention and care of the doll maker.
As for the little doll, she will not touch the things she accidentally stole this time.
Yun Jinyi sat beside the bed, looking down at her daughter who was sleeping with her eyes closed. She suppressed the dull pain in her heart and reached out to straighten her sleeping position.
This time she didn't leave using the excuse of work.
But the little doll seemed determined to wait until the last moment to wake up.
Therefore, even though he slept for a whole night before waking up, after falling into a deep sleep this time, the little doll still slept from morning to late at night.
It lasted so long that the two elderly people noticed something was wrong. They knocked on the door and checked on her condition with concern, and asked their daughter whether they wanted to call the family doctor to check on Mianmian.
Yun Jinyi shook his head and refused, then turned around and continued to guard until midnight.
When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, the little doll finally opened his eyes.
She didn't notice that her sleeping position had been changed.
But she saw the dollmaker sitting by the bed, resting with his eyes closed.
The little doll secretly observed the doll master's appearance as usual, and found that the doll master's current condition did not seem to be very good.
Maybe he stayed up late again to modify and repair the body of that life doll?
The most likely guess crossed his mind, but this time the little doll would no longer feel sad or disappointed because of this guess.
She looked away from the dark circles under the dollmaker's eyes and gazed at the low starry sky outside the window next to her.
it's beautiful.
The little doll looked at the starry night sky with fascination, and couldn't help wishing that the day when he would be thrown away would come sooner.
Even if she could only take a few brief glances before dying, it was totally worth it for her.
The little doll was so engrossed in watching that she didn't notice that the dollmaker beside the bed had silently opened his eyes.
Until a slightly hoarse voice sounded, the little doll was startled and panickedly met a pair of tired and gentle eyes.
"Is Mianmian hungry?"
Perhaps realizing that she didn't hear clearly, the dollmaker looked at her and asked again.
The little doll stared at each other blankly, wondering foolishly if the doll maker had the same problem with his brain as the doll.
Otherwise, why would she call herself Mianmian?
Even if I want to feed the doll energy blocks, those are things only life dolls need. I... I haven't even tasted them.
Thinking that he might have starved to death due to lack of energy, the little doll felt a little unhappy again.
She met the gentle eyes of the puppet master and muttered angrily: "You must be crazy, otherwise how could you mistake your puppet? That life puppet is your Mianmian. You bad puppet master are so stupid!"
The little doll said this and wanted to go to sleep without having to see or be bothered.
But before she closed her eyes, she found that the dollmaker seemed to be particularly sad because of her words.
The little doll was stunned.
It seems like...something is not right?
She finally realized that the voice that she could only mutter in her body before now seemed to be echoing in the room herself.
Does this mean...the dollmaker heard clearly what he just said to her? ? !
No, that's not right, that's not the important thing.
The important thing is, why can I suddenly speak words that can be heard by the Doll Master?
The little doll was stunned by this sudden change which was completely different from the previous life. He stared at the doll maker with wide eyes, watching her frowning sadly, and then forcing a smile and asking in a gentle voice if he wanted to eat.
Little puppet: “!!!”
Ahhhh this bad guy can really hear what I say!!!
The little doll was stunned!
She had never thought that such a scene would happen, and was completely unaware of the changes in her body. She just shrank into the quilt in panic, trying to hide herself again.
She didn't want to face the dollmaker who could talk to her at all!
What's more, I just called the doll maker an idiot!
The little doll curled up in the dark bed like a quail. The same dark environment as in her previous life finally gave her a sense of familiarity and peace of mind.
But because of this, she was able to relax a little and then notice more things were wrong.
For example: Why can’t I not only speak, but also move my body? ! !
The little doll, who had originally wanted to pretend not to exist and had huddled under the quilt, froze again.
She finally remembered what the ball of light said when she was last awake.
Those incomprehensible words that she originally couldn't understand, now corresponded to reality, and she finally understood them.
The ball of light said that she was now a human cub and that her body could move.
Little Doll: “……!”
There were so many unexpected changes that the little puppet who had just woken up was completely stunned.
In the dark bed, she moved her fingers cautiously and tentatively, and the moment her fingers moved she gave herself a fright.
But then she remembered that there was a dollmaker outside the bed, so she continued to hide in the darkness and moved her head carefully.
The head can move too!!
The little doll had tried so hard in her previous life but failed to acquire these abilities, but this time she had them all at once after waking up. She was completely unable to react and could only curl up in the quilt, hugging herself in confusion and anxiety, trying to figure out what was going on.
Why did I suddenly turn into a human cub?
The little boy said he wanted to live his life again, why was it this kind of “relife”?
So, is that Doll Master still the same Doll Master? Obviously, the Doll Master's soul should not have changed.
But I have turned into a human cub... When will the humanoid master throw me out?
Maybe I could walk out on my own?
But the little doll has never walked on the road...
She gently touched her curled up knees, and a strange feeling made her want to try what it felt like to walk.
But... why hasn't that dollmaker outside left? !
The little doll felt a little breathless in the quilt. It was the first time she knew that humans need to breathe. If they don’t breathe, they will soon become weak and fall into a deep sleep?
Holding her breath, the little doll was just about to think of a way to secretly lift a corner of the quilt to let some air in, but the dollmaker outside lifted the quilt first and exposed her entire cub.
The little doll curled up on the bed, looking at each other helplessly and panickedly.
She didn't know what the puppeteer was going to do, but, would she steal the body of another puppet that was supposed to wake up?
When the little doll thought of this possibility, and the possibility that he might be recognized by the doll maker and expelled from this body, he hurriedly crawled to the foot of the bed, wanting to get as far away from the doll maker as possible.
But she was not familiar with how to move her hands and feet, and she tripped and fell on the thick and soft mattress just after she crawled a little.
The doll's cheek hit the mattress, and she curled up again, closing her eyes and frantically defending herself: "I, I didn't mean to do that, I'm not a thief, don't kill me!"
Her tone was so anxious that it seemed like she was about to cry any second.
Yun Jinyi's hand, which was originally stretched out to steady her daughter's arms, stopped in mid-air because of these words.
She looked at the tears rolling down her daughter's face, and saw her curled up and trembling nervously. She suddenly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, tried to control her emotions, and said softly, "Mianmian, don't be afraid. Mommy won't hurt you."
But her words made the little doll even more frightened.
She was so scared, and clearly fearful that she would be driven away by the Doll Master in the next second, but she still curled up and hugged herself, arguing for herself in a wronged voice: "My name is not Mianmian, I am not your Mianmian, and you, you are not my mother. Why do you always make mistakes? I don't want to be a thief!"
Stupid doll maker, bad doll maker, if she hadn’t always called herself Mianmian, if she hadn’t insisted on waking myself up from that body... I wouldn’t be a thief who stole other people’s names.
The little doll doesn't want to be a thief at all.
The little doll never thought of replacing another Mianmian, and deliberately deceived the doll artist into thinking of herself as her daughter in the future.
The little doll always feels that she should be loved and cared for by someone, so she doesn't want to compete with other dolls for her mother.
She is not her mother.
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
4 bottles of Yansi Sheng;
Also picked 3 bottles;
Tipsy., Weeds 1 bottle;
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