Chapter 36
I was walking home from work at the bakery when I stepped out of the elevator and felt sick.
When I walked to the door of my house, I suddenly saw a strange little doll appear in front of the door. The doll was facing me, and I immediately got goosebumps on my back.
The doll was about the size of a palm and was wearing black clothes. What made me uncomfortable was its eyes, which must have been dotted with blood.
This definitely wasn't a prank, and I immediately became worried. I approached the doll cautiously. When my hand touched it, a chill ran down my arm and into my body. I took the doll and threw it into the trash can, then opened the door and went inside.
That night I had a very scary dream. I dreamed of a child covered in blood, clinging to me. The scariest thing was that it had an umbilical cord, which was tied to my feet, and no matter how I struggled, I couldn't get it free.
The next day, when I left for work, the doll I'd discarded was right outside my door. When I opened the door and saw it, I was startled. I picked it up again, this time throwing it directly into the trash can outside the complex.
After doing all this, I went out to work.
The shop was packed today, and Xiaorong and I worked all day, not getting a chance to eat until around 4 or 5 p.m. Including the baker, the three of us hadn't had a single bite to eat since morning. Seeing how hard they were working, we closed the shop early and went to eat.
I said I'd treat her, and Xiaorong jumped up happily, shouting "Hurray!" But the baker had to get home; he was a henpecked husband and always came home after work. So I drove Xiaorong out to a local restaurant.
At the dinner table, I asked Xiaorong about her future plans. She was so young, it was impossible for her to work in my bakery forever. But Xiaorong said she wanted to stay here forever. I asked her why, and she said she liked the atmosphere in the bakery and that I was so nice to her.
This has to do with my management. First of all, I'm not a mean boss. If there's any leftover bread in the shop, I let her and the baker take it home to eat. I also give them a little extra when I settle their wages. I often go out to play, and Xiaorong has always been in charge of the shop. Although she's young, she's very talented in this area.
The main reason I opened this bakery was to give myself something to do, but I didn't expect that under Xiaorong's management, it has survived until now and has become more and more prosperous.
During this period, I increased Xiaorong and the baker's salary twice. It can be said that the three of us witnessed the growth of this bakery together.
After we finished our meal, I offered to take her home, but she said she had a date with some friends and wanted to play outside for a while, so she asked me to drop her off at People's Square.
After dropping her off at People's Square, I was on my own, so I checked my watch. It was only six or seven, a little early for me to go back. Deep down, I was still dreading the prospect of seeing that puppet again, so I didn't want to go home.
Since I had nothing to do, I called Mao Jianming and asked him what he was doing.
He's with Zheng Yunyun right now, and I wonder if they're really together. I don't want to disturb their world of two, so I just drive down the road and wander around. I've been in Yingtan for so long, but I haven't felt a sense of belonging. I always feel like I don't belong here.
Watching the people lining the streets, especially those walking home with their children, their beaming laughter filled my heart with envy. I pulled over and thought about my own life. Where were my parents? Why had I lost my memory? These things, usually suppressed within me, were suddenly flooded by the sight.
The feeling of being alone really makes my heart ache. Although my friends and elders are very kind to me, I still feel very lonely when I think about these things.
I don’t know how long I stayed on the roadside, but I didn’t see any pedestrians passing by for a long time. I looked at my watch and it was already one o’clock in the morning.
I started the car, ready to go home. The streetlights quickly receded, finally stopping at a traffic light. I watched the light count down, and suddenly, a woman in front of me waved.
After the green light came on, I drove through the intersection and stopped on the side of the road.
"Auntie, why aren't you home so late?" I asked her, opening the car window.
"Oh, I finally met a driver who stopped the car. Miss, can you take me to Haining Road Second Hospital?" the aunt begged.
"Okay, get in the car, Auntie."
I opened the car door and the aunt got in.
I asked her, "Why are you going to the hospital so late?"
She said something happened to her family and they are now in the emergency room of the hospital.
The Second Hospital is quite far from the city center, and it took me half an hour to drive there. The aunt forced money on me, saying it was so late and she wanted me to bring it to her. I haven't met such a kind girl in a long time, and she would get angry if I refused.
Seeing that I couldn't refuse, I asked her for ten dollars.
After she got off the bus, I left.
By the time I got home, it was already past two in the morning. The doll I was worried about didn't show up at my door, which made my worries seem unnecessary.
I took the key from my bag and unlocked the door.
As soon as I opened the door, a chill ran up from my feet to my head. The doll was in my house. The moment I opened the door, I saw it right in front of me, its blood-stained eyes staring back at me.
I know this is not an ordinary matter, and I plan to ask Erma about it tomorrow morning.
I threw the doll out, and it rolled across the hallway, but when it came to a stop, it was still facing me. I quickly closed the door, turned on the TV, and lay down on the sofa, not wanting to sleep at all.
The next morning, I called Erma. But when I dug into my pocket and took out my phone, the money the aunt had given me for the taxi fare yesterday was also taken out.
I was stunned. What was originally a ten-yuan note turned into paper money for the dead.
This is definitely not a coincidence. Ever since the little doll appeared at my doorstep, I always felt that something was wrong with my aura.
After calling Erma, I told her in detail what had happened recently. She asked me to send her a photo of the doll. I opened the door with trepidation and saw the doll I had thrown out last night was still there. I took a photo with my phone.
It was quite far away, so I didn't dare approach it, so I used my phone to zoom in. However, as I zoomed in, I noticed the doll's expression seemed to change. This wasn't just me playing tricks; it was all very strange.
After I finally took a clear picture of it, I sent it to Erma. Within two or three seconds, she replied, saying that the doll must have been deliberately placed in front of my house as revenge.
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