Chapter 156 The Little Paper Doll
[Yeah, I've been curious and wanted to ask, but I thought it might be too late? The streamer's skill level isn't as high as it was during the day.]
[Ask the same question! 】
"Zhu Jian and Zhou Lan were husband and wife for seventeen years. For Zhou Lan, the two had a deep affection for each other and she never thought that her husband would betray her."
If I directly tell her that Zhu Jian and the caregiver conspired to kill her mother, she definitely won't believe it. I can only let her discover things step by step, and then see the true colors of those two people. That way, she will finally give up completely.
"It's just that after what happened, it will take her a long time to recover. Now let's start today's work."
The paper airplane sends a gift and requests a video call. Once connected, the user watches the person in the video.
Gu Yunxi suddenly thought of the zombies in TV dramas, whose dark circles were even heavier than a panda's, and whose energy seemed to have been drained.
His hair was messy, he was wearing a white T-shirt, and his body was covered in bruises.
Dude, were you drained of your life force by a ghost?
You know what, it really does look like that.
[Don't even mention it in broad daylight, okay? Waaaaah, I'm so scared!]
"Paper Airplane, is there anything I can help you with?"
He looks so strange; his appearance is even more worrying than those who stay up all night. If he were walking down the street, people would avoid him, as if he were surrounded by bad luck.
"Master, what's wrong with me? Is it really like they said, that I've encountered a ghost?"
"Have you brought anything back recently?"
Gu Yunxi stared at his face, and the more she looked, the more it seemed like she had encountered a ghost.
"thing?"
Paper Airplane thought for a moment, then took something from a chair next to it and showed it to the camera.
[What...what is this thing? How can it be so realistic? Is it a paper doll?]
[Wait a minute, the paper on the paper doll isn't that fine. Her half-exposed fingers look like human skin, so delicate they could be broken with a touch.]
[It's probably just some popular toy, but it's a bit strange that people are staring at her eyes.]
"This is what you brought back. Can you tell me what strange things have happened around you lately? I can help you make a guess."
"This is a small paper figure that I found next to a trash can when I got home from get off work a few days ago. It wasn't this big when I first picked it up."
She had no eyes, but as I passed by her, I could feel her looking at me, so pitiful. I thought it was really funny, so I brought her back…”
I learned from the paper airplane that after bringing the little paper figure home, I placed it next to my desk.
They even thoughtfully drew a pair of eyes for her, making the little paper figure even more beautiful. They gave the little paper figure a lovely name: Tao Hua.
The peach tree is young and tender, its blossoms are bright and beautiful.
Like most boys, Paper Airplane is extremely lazy. He often works overtime, so his room is particularly messy. However, he never expected that he would notice something was wrong from the day he found Peach Blossom.
When I got home, the house was exceptionally tidy and smelled wonderful, like it had been sprayed with perfume.
The bed was made neatly, and even the books on the desk were neatly categorized. He thought he had met a fairy godmother.
He didn't have many friends. Every day after get off work, the first thing he did was talk to the little paper doll, telling it about his unhappiness at work and his dissatisfaction with his life.
The little paper figure remained unchanged, smiling at him.
Although that little paper figure was just a thin piece of paper, she had become her best confidante and she had come to regard her as a friend.
Even though she can't speak!
Fortunately, the little paper doll wasn't picked up by anyone else; it was kept by me.
One day, he wasn't feeling well, so he took leave from work and went home early. He tidied up half of his messy house and swept the other half of the floor.
He carefully observed every move inside the house, but there was no sign of anyone entering or leaving. The door had not been pried open, and the marks he had made on the windows were still there.
This made him even more curious.
Seeing the small paper figure on the table next to the desk, he casually asked, "Has anyone come to the house? Could it be that I arrived early? The Snail Fairy has already left."
He didn't even dare to hope that the little paper doll would answer his questions, since he was always talking to himself in his rented room every day.
He took the medicine out of the drawer and drank it with water. He lay down on the bed and vaguely heard a voice.
No one is coming to visit.
Ouch! See? I must be delirious from the fever. How come I'm hearing a delicate woman's voice?
And you know what? The sound was really nice. I drifted off to sleep in a daze, and when I woke up, the room was neat and tidy again.
Just as I was falling asleep, the Snail Fairy appeared again.
The moment he opened his eyes, he rolled over and saw the little paper figure in the same position as him, smiling at him.
Am I pretty?
Wang Defa, the paper airplane, jumped off the bed with a start. What happened?
"Is that you speaking?"
The little paper figure remained motionless. Oh dear, I must be hallucinating.
Why did the little paper figure on the table suddenly appear on the bed? Perhaps its body hasn't even changed.
Days passed one after another, and Paper Airplane looked embarrassed, finding it difficult to speak.
It seems that ever since that high fever subsided, he's been having those strange erotic dreams every night!
When I woke up in the morning, I felt like I hadn't slept at all, and the little paper figure was acting strangely.
It grew bigger and its body became increasingly strange.
After observing for many days, the plane discovered that the paper figure's skin looked just like a real person's.
Touching it felt like touching a peeled egg; he mustered his courage and looked at the paper figure's chest.
Unexpectedly, he was slapped unconscious. He didn't know how long he slept, but he kept having erotic dreams.
In his dream, he wanted to escape, but a delicate beauty clung to him, and it seemed like a long time had passed.
He suddenly fell out of bed, woke up, drank a glass of water, and inadvertently saw himself in the mirror.
He thought he had seen a ghost; he looked haggard and his hair was dry and yellow!
"Master, I'm only twenty-six, but I look like a forty-year-old man. Am I really beyond saving? I've never even had a girlfriend. Am I going to die soon? I don't want to leave this early."
[Hiss! Did you guys see that little paper figure in his hand? It just blinked, and it was quite mischievous.]
[It seems so, I thought I was seeing things.]
Could it be that the paper airplane's current shape is related to this little paper figure?
Why do I feel so uneasy in broad daylight? Don't scare me, even though I haven't gotten out of bed yet.
"You won't die for now, but if you continue like this, you're not far from death."
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