When I rushed into the room, I saw Xiaomi slumped in the corner, her eyes wide open.
His whole body was trembling violently. He wanted to say something, but fear choked him.
My gaze followed her terrified look and went forward, where I saw a black and white portrait on the table directly in front of me.
The person in the photo is Yunwei!
Yunwei...
It's not a paper doll.
She's long dead!
Next to Yunwei's portrait were two other black-and-white portraits.
They look like Yunwei's parents.
"What... what exactly is going on?"
Xiao Mi finally found her voice, which was trembling: "How could Sister Yunwei be... how could she be dead? We've been with her these past few days!"
I helped Xiaomi up from the ground, trying to make my voice sound as calm as possible.
"Maybe things aren't as they seem; there might be a misunderstanding."
That being said, even I find these words somewhat weak and ineffective.
As we were talking, I suddenly felt as if a cold gaze was shooting at me from behind.
I slowly turned my head.
It's Yunwei!
She stood quietly at the doorway, her figure somewhat blurry in the dim light, her expression strangely calm.
Her gaze was fixed on the black and white portrait, as if all the noise around her had nothing to do with her, and her eyes revealed an inscrutable sadness.
"ah!"
Upon seeing Yunwei, Xiao Mi screamed in terror, her body trembling even more violently, almost collapsing to the ground.
"A ghost...a ghost!"
She gripped my arm tightly, her nails digging into my flesh, her voice trembling so badly it was almost incoherent.
"Sister Yunwei is dead, you... who exactly are you?"
Seeing Yunwei walking towards us, Xiaomi was so frightened that she quickly hid behind me, closing her eyes and not daring to look: "Don't come any closer! I didn't kill you, don't kill me."
Yunwei completely ignored me and Xiaomi, who was trembling behind me, and slowly walked to the portrait, as if she was afraid of disturbing the person in the photo.
She raised her hand and gently stroked the portrait, her movements as tender as if she were caressing the most precious and fragile treasure in the world, her eyes filled with gentleness and longing.
"This is my sister!"
Yunwei's voice choked with emotion: "She is my twin sister, born just a few minutes after me."
As she spoke, her eyes gradually became unfocused, lost in distant memories.
"Although we look exactly alike, our personalities are very different. I have been quiet since I was a child, and I don't like to talk. I prefer to stay quietly by myself. But my sister is very naughty. She is like a little madwoman all day long, jumping around and never staying still for a moment."
Yun Wei smiled faintly as she spoke to herself, her eyes full of doting affection.
"I remember when she was five years old, my sister broke a vase at home because she was playing. My father scolded her severely. When she got angry, she turned around and ran into the mountains."
"I was afraid something might happen to her, so I quickly chased after her. As a result, we got lost in the mountains and accidentally fell into a cliff."
As she said this, Yunwei's voice trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"That place was steep and deep. We cried out to heaven and earth, but no one answered. It was pitch black, and I was almost in despair."
"But my sister wasn't scared at all, and she kept comforting me."
"If she hadn't desperately pulled me up and helped me climb a big tree growing on the cliff, we might have both died."
"I managed to climb out of the tree with great difficulty, and only then could I call for adults to rescue us. If it weren't for my sister, I would have..."
Yunwei's voice grew softer and softer, and tears streamed down her cheeks.
She covered her face with her hands, squatted on the ground and burst into tears: "But three years ago, my whole family followed Grandma Sun up the mountain to find the white fox, just to help me heal this face."
Yunwei's voice was distorted with pain: "It's all my fault, all because of this face! If it weren't for my sister and parents' determination to heal my face, they wouldn't have gone with me, and they wouldn't have had this accident, wouldn't have fallen off the cliff, and wouldn't even have been found with a complete corpse..."
Yunwei became more and more agitated as she spoke, and completely lost control of her emotions, frantically scratching her face with both hands, as if she could scratch away all the pain.
"Sister Yunwei, please don't do this!"
Seeing this, Xiaomi's eyes also reddened.
She disregarded her fear and rushed over to hug the frantic Yunwei, crying, "Sister Yunwei, this isn't your fault, it really isn't your fault! Stop torturing yourself!"
Yunwei struggled desperately in Xiao Mi's arms, crying her heart out: "How can it not be my fault! If it weren't for this unlucky face of mine, my sister and parents would be fine! What's the point of me living!"
Don't think like that!
Xiaomi hugged her tightly, tears streaming down her face: "If your sister saw you like this, she would be heartbroken! This was an accident, nobody wanted this to happen!"
Yunwei continued to cry her heart out, her body trembling uncontrollably, as if she wanted to cry out all the pain that had accumulated over the past three years.
In the dimly lit room, only Yunwei's sobs and Xiao Mi's comforting words mingled together, filling the room with endless sorrow and despair.
More than ten minutes passed before Yun Wei's violently trembling body gradually calmed down.
She wiped away the remaining tears from the corner of her eye, took a deep breath, slowly walked up to me, and extended her hand.
On her palm lay a somewhat worn lighter.
"Brother Chen!"
Yunwei stared straight at me, her eyes revealing a complex and unfathomable emotion.
Her voice was still hoarse from crying: "I know what you're thinking. Are you wondering if I'm a paper doll?"
I met her gaze without flinching and nodded frankly.
Having experienced so many strange things, I'm no longer the naive young man who easily trusts others.
Even though she cried so heartbreakingly just now, I can't let my guard down based on just one story and put my life in her hands.
Before I could even open my mouth, Xiaomi, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, jumped in front of me, put her hands on her hips, and yelled at me with a face full of anger.
"Chen Yan, how can you think of Sister Yunwei like that? What she just said sounded so heartfelt, why are you so suspicious!"
Yunwei forced a bitter smile: "It's alright, Xiaomi."
She said softly, "If I were in Brother Chen's position, I would think the same way. If someone suspects I'm a paper doll, why not just try it and see?"
As she spoke, she extended the hand holding the lighter further, looking at me with unwavering determination. No more scary pictures, please stop giving me low ratings, you bunch of bad people!!!
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