9 Chapter 9
His love came easily, and went easily.
She has quite a temper.
A smile appeared in Xiao Ji's eyes as he wiped the fuzz off his phone and continued typing.
How did you get here?
Song Jinyu pointed to the toilet door that was slightly ajar, and then to the man lying on the ground.
Noticing his gaze, Xiao Ji reached out and covered the rabbit doll's face. "Don't look, it's dirty."
Someone would come and clean up the mess, so he picked up the doll, went back to his car, and called a designated driver.
Song Jinyu stepped on his knees and stomped on them. The doll was too soft. When she stomped on it, half of his leg broke and he fell into Xiao Ji's arms.
Unable to hear or type, Xiao Ji gave up trying to communicate with him and decided to talk to him when she got home.
The designated driver arrived quickly. After giving instructions, Xiao Ji pressed the partition in the back seat, separating the active doll from him into a separate space.
Song Jinyu's senses were distorted, and the doll was far less convenient to control than the one at home. He sighed inwardly and immediately stopped moving, snuggling into Xiao Ji's arms and pretending to be dead.
The first thing the person and their companion do when they get home is go to the bedroom.
The tablet stood upright just as it had when Xiao Ji left. No one had clicked on it for a long time, and the screen had gone out. The doll dressed as a little dinosaur lay to one side, clutching an electronic pen as long as it.
Xiao Ji picked up the BJD doll on the table and shook it, but there was no reaction. However, the limp little rabbit perked up its ears.
Song Jinyu tried to pick up the pen, but his body was too soft and his two little hands were chubby. He managed to grab the pen with great difficulty, but when he tried to lift it, the pen sank into the soft cotton and he couldn't pick it up at all.
Finally, Xiao Ji found a rubber band and tied him to the pen.
This pen could really crush a plush bunny.
Xiao Ji reached out and touched Song Jinyu with his fingertips so that she could type steadily.
I don't know what happened, but after you left, I kept changing, and in the end, I became like this.
"Change?"
[This is terrifying! One minute I'm a teddy bear in the mall, the next I'm a wooden doll in a display case, and finally I'm this rabbit, sitting in the private room where you were eating, and I even saw someone forcing you to drink.]
"That was just for social occasions, Song Xingxing."
When her nickname was suddenly used, Song Jinyu, who was carrying a pen, tilted her body slightly and slid to the side, typing a big "?" on the screen.
The plush bunny turned around and stepped on Xiao Ji's foot.
Xiao Ji flicked the fuzz off his hands.
He thought for a moment, "You said you kept moving and only stopped when you saw me, so could it be that you can only stay by my side?"
Song Jinyu refused to acknowledge this conjecture.
Xiao Ji picked up the small dinosaur plush toy lying to the side and stood up. "You'll know once you try."
He took out his phone, turned on the distance meter, and slowly walked outside.
Xiao Jitu sought tranquility, so he bought a house in a remote suburb where there were few people on the streets. The clouds that had dispersed in the afternoon gathered again, and the air carried a faint smell of dampness.
It's really going to rain this time.
One hundred meters.
Two hundred meters.
...
500 meters.
When the first raindrop landed on her face, the little dinosaur in her arms raised its head.
The wind rustled the trees behind him, and a gale swept raindrops down from the horizon. Xiao Ji lowered his head, his voice mixed with the wind, sounding like a sigh, yet also like contentment.
"Song Jinyu, you can't live without me."
...
Song Jinyu's mind was filled with "whys".
Raindrops pattered against the windowpane. Xiao Ji was taking a shower, sitting at the table deep in thought.
He really couldn't understand why he couldn't stay more than 500 meters away from Xiao Ji. Had he been cursed? Otherwise, it made no scientific sense.
Even after taking a shower, Xiao Ji still couldn't figure it out.
Two fingers landed on his head, leaving him disheveled and bruised.
"Don't think about it anymore. I'll take you to ask someone in a couple of days."
After saying that, Xiao Ji added, "I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow."
Song Jinyu then stopped flailing her arms and legs and looked at him.
"It's almost eleven o'clock, let's go to sleep, can you go to sleep?"
Xiao Ji made a little nest for him next to the pillow. Song Jinyu was very small, but all the little clothes and blankets were prepared. Even so, he didn't show much liking for it.
The main reason was that he didn't want to sleep next to Xiao Ji.
The moment he turned his head and saw that face, his fists would secretly harden.
Seeing him standing by the bed, itching to climb down, Xiao Ji reached out and turned off the light, instantly plunging the bedroom into darkness.
His voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable air of authority: "Don't even think about sneaking out."
Song Jinyu wondered, why should he listen to him?
Xiao Ji grabbed his shoulder and stuffed the doll into the blanket.
Song Jinyu kicked the hastily cut-out quilt twice, opened her mouth to curse, but found that she couldn't speak at all.
Xiao Ji on the other side had already closed his eyes.
With her back to him, Song Jinyu stared at the dark wall for a while. The panic that he had suppressed during the day crept up on her little by little under the erosion of darkness.
Was he really dead?
If he hadn't died, what would he be now? He'd become a doll; how would he go back? How would his family view him...?
A hand reached out and suddenly covered his eyes.
Xiao Ji's voice was very calm, and although it was a cool and aloof tone, it softened and became gentler in Song Jinyu's ears.
"Don't worry, I'm here, nothing will happen."
Song Jinyu paused, then reached out and grabbed his fingers.
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The next day was a beautiful day.
Xiao Ji was putting on his coat, while Song Jinyu was typing away, eager to get started.
You take the bunny doll and go outside first. I'll turn into a bunny doll and go to the hospital with you today.
Xiao Ji glanced down at him. "You can't hear what the rabbits are saying."
Song Jinyu also looked down at herself.
But the little girl is so strange.
"It's okay, it's just a vessel. I'll dress you in a neutral outfit."
He took the opportunity to pull out the overalls that Song Jinyu had refused to wear yesterday from the drawer.
Song Jinyu: "..."
He choked up.
I think dinosaurs are pretty good.
Xiao Ji said, "After all, we're going to the hospital; it's not really appropriate to wear anything too bright or flashy."
Isn't the orange inner T-shirt noticeable?
Xiao Ji paused for two seconds, then changed his orange T-shirt into a white one.
Song Jinyu reluctantly raised her hand.
He smudged some of the makeup off the BJD doll's face, making its originally vibrant makeup look somewhat plain. The doll obediently tilted its head back and let Xiao Ji change its clothes.
Song Jinyu was a leader among children from a young age.
On his very first day of kindergarten, he beat up the fiercest little boy in the class until he cried, and afterwards he would fight wherever he went.
Zhou Qingwen was extremely anxious about this. When Song Jinyu started elementary school, she repeatedly warned him and gave him countless snacks before Song Jinyu finally agreed to behave better in elementary school.
On the first day of school, Zhou Qingwen cleaned up her mischievous child and dressed him in a cute pair of overalls.
The style is similar to the one Xiao Ji chose.
A bright yellow inner layer, a bright red strawberry sewn on the pocket of the pants, paired with an orange hat with a small windmill on it that spins when the wind blows.
Back then, Song Jinyu was like a glutinous rice ball, with a round face, slow development, and her body hadn't even started to sprout yet. When she stretched out her hands, they looked like crisp lotus roots. Although they were skinny, Zhou Qingwen took good care of them, making them fair and tender. When she smiled, her dimples could brew a delicious wine that could make people drunk.
He charmed a bunch of teachers and students on the very first day.
They always wanted to pinch his cheeks, saying how cute he was.
At that time, Song Jinyu was watching Ultraman. He only wanted to save the earth, not be a cute mascot.
So he yanked the spinning windmill hat off and stomped on it, and the pale yellow overalls were only worn once before being buried at the bottom of the closet.
...
Song Jinyu put on the overalls, and with his not-so-flexible fingers, he tugged at the straps on his shoulders, feeling that these things were really affecting his performance.
Xiao Ji took a picture of the doll on the table with his phone.
Song Jinyu immediately glared at her warily.
The man put away his phone and sat on his shoulder.
"I'll say you're a smart doll newly developed by my friend's company, capable of some basic movements, so you can move around, but you have to be careful not to overdo it."
Song Jinyu never expected it to be like this.
He began to mentally rehearse how he would act when he met Xiao Ji's parents, but as the distance between them grew closer, he started nervously twisting Xiao Ji's hair.
Xiao Ji reached out and rubbed him.
The smell of disinfectant in the hospital is still strong.
Song Huaishan had taken several days off and had now rushed back to class, leaving Zhou Qingwen alone in the ward.
She seemed to be in relatively good spirits; at least she was able to sit by the hospital bed and start watching short videos.
Xiao Ji stood at the door and knocked.
Hearing the noise, Zhou Qingwen turned her head and saw Xiao Ji. She smiled and said, "Xiao Ji, you've come at a bad time. Your grandparents just passed away."
“I know, Grandma sent me a message…” He walked in with Song Jinyu on his head, “I’ll go back and see them later.”
Zhou Qingwen's gaze was immediately drawn to the doll on his shoulder.
"What's that on your shoulder...?"
Xiao Ji scooped Song Jinyu down and placed her in front of her. "This is a new doll developed by my friend's company. It can move according to what you say."
"Wow, this is high-class!" Zhou Qingwen was stunned for a few seconds, then reached out and poked it, speaking like she was training a dog, "Come on, wave your hand."
The doll did not react at all.
Zhou Qingwen poked it again, and the doll, which had been dazed, wobbled a little from her poking.
She chuckled. "You've probably been tricked by your friend, haven't you?"
Xiao Ji: "..."
-
Song Jinyu looked at herself on the hospital bed and felt somewhat stunned.
Although he looked pale and weak in his hospital bed, he appeared relatively healthy, unlike the characters in the TV dramas he watched who needed a ventilator to survive.
It was lying there motionless, as if it were already somewhat dead.
Whether he's dead or not is another matter; it's too strange to look at yourself from a third-person perspective.
Zhou Qingwen poked the doll several times.
"Your doll looks quite realistic. The little face is just like a real person's, and the clothes it's wearing are also very cute."
She sighed softly as she spoke, "Xingxing also has a pair of these little overalls. I even made those pants for him. I never expected that this brat would only wear them for one day and then refuse to wear them again."
“His thoughts changed every day. Back then, he was watching some cartoon and said the main character had a windmill that was cool, so he pestered me to buy him a windmill hat. Then he thought strawberries were delicious and said he wanted to wear strawberries on his body. Then he became obsessed with Ultraman and from then on, all he wanted to do was be a cool guy.”
Xiao Ji chuckled.
Song Jinyu has always been like this; his love comes easily and goes easily.
It's like sand; he's been trying to grasp it for so many years, but he can't hold onto it, nor can he let go.
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