area51novel Chapter 189: I became a cannon fodder who was killed at the beginning
Chapter 189: I became a cannon fodder who was killed at the beginning
[You are a doll without a soul.]
[You stand in the window, keeping your smile on your face, watching the people passing by.]
[Don’t let them find out that you have a soul, or else bad things will happen.]
The mirror spirit asked for the last time: [Dear, would you like me to kiss you?]
Rong Jin said, "I don't want to."
[Okay,] the mirror spirit said regretfully, [Dear, I am leaving now, I wish you good luck.]
Did the Mirror Spirit leave so easily?
Rong Jin was a little surprised.
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A man dressed in black passed by the doll shop and froze in place when he saw the dolls displayed in the window.
"so beautiful……"
The man stared at the doll.
"Baby, I love you."
The man wiped the blood off his body, cleaned himself up and went into the doll shop. He said to the clerk, "How much is the doll in the window? I'll buy it."
The clerk said, "Sir, I'm sorry, but our boss said the dolls in the window are not for sale."
The man frowned and said, "Let your boss name a price. I'll buy it no matter how much it is."
The clerk smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but our boss said he won't sell it to you no matter how much you pay. This is our store's treasure."
The man stared at the clerk for three seconds, then turned and left.
When no one was paying attention, the beautiful doll in the window blinked and slowly moved its arms holding the flower basket.
Rong Jin complained silently that this world in the mirror was too tricky. He had to maintain the same posture until dark, and could only blink a few times to relieve his fatigue when no one could see.
And he had to stand in the window all the time, with no way to find a way to escape from the mirror world.
At night, the man came again.
The doll shop was open at this time, so the man walked in and asked in a hoarse voice, "How much is the doll in the window?"
The clerk smiled and repeated, "I'm sorry, the dolls in the window are not for sale."
The next second, the man held a sharp dagger against the clerk's neck and said coldly, "How much is the doll in the window?"
The clerk kept on smiling as usual and continued to repeat: "I'm sorry, the dolls in the window are not for sale."
He suddenly looked into the man's eyes, his smile becoming more and more strange: "Sir, the dolls in the window are not for sale."
"Sir, the dolls in the window are not for sale."
"Sir, the dolls in the window are not for sale."
The man retracted the dagger, kicked the clerk, and cursed: "What a crap shop. Tsk, what a shabby shop."
He picked up a stool and smashed it against the glass in the window, but he moved very gently for fear of damaging the doll.
However, the glass did not develop any cracks.
The clerk watched him smash the glass with a smile and did not stop him.
The man used all his strength again and smashed the glass with the stool, but there was still no crack.
"Fuck!" The man encountered this situation for the first time. He threw away the stool, grabbed the clerk by the collar and asked: "How do I open this broken glass?"
The clerk smiled and said, "Sir, the dolls in the window are not for sale."
"I'm asking you how to open this broken glass!"
Clerk: "Sir, the dolls in the window are not for sale."
The man left cursing.
After the man left, the owner of the doll shop, who was dressed in fancy clothes, walked in. After seeing the mess in the doll shop, he asked without any surprise, "Is someone here?"
The clerk said respectfully, "Yes, Master."
The owner didn't ask any questions. He walked slowly to the window, opened the glass, and walked into the secret door of the store holding the beautiful doll.
"This dress suits you too, my perfect baby."
The owner personally took off the doll's green skirt and replaced it with a blue one.
"My dear, you are so beautiful."
The owner kissed the doll's eyes, nose, and lips.
"Honey, I love you."
The owner slept with the doll on the bed all night, and before six o'clock he changed the doll into a beautiful dress and put it back in the window.
This time the doll's hands were hanging down, and its beautiful amber eyes were looking forward, as if they could evoke the dark emotions deep in everyone's heart.
The owner was not satisfied, so he took out a hat and put it on the doll's head, covering its eyes.
"See you tonight, darling."
The owner walked out of the doll shop and disappeared around the corner.
Rong Jin pursed his lips and clamped his legs together, wanting to cry but without the tears.
The owner didn't give him... anything to wear, that's weird.
The empty feeling down there was very uncomfortable, so Rong Jin pinched one corner of the skirt and pulled it down, but accidentally used too much force, causing the collar on the left shoulder to slip down, revealing a piece of fair skin.
Rong Jin was about to pull up his collar when a man appeared. He was so scared that he quickly put his hands back and kept smiling.
The man was wearing a white suit and his eyes inadvertently fell on the dolls displayed in the window.
He stopped and looked at the doll's bare shoulders. He said calmly, "The clerk was so careless. The doll's clothes were not even properly put on."
Rong Jin was worried that he would go to the clerk and tell him, but fortunately the man didn't. Instead, he stretched out his hand, as if touching the exquisite doll through the glass.
"Baby, do you want to hear a story?"
The man had nothing to do today, so he stood in front of the window of the doll shop and said in a voice that only he and the doll could hear: "A month ago, I saw a couple in love."
"They had been in love for ten years and married for five years. One of the men found a lipstick mark on the other man's clothes. The man came to me and confided his inner pain to me. I didn't expect that my husband, who I had loved for ten years, would cheat on me, and the person he cheated on was a woman."
"So I said, 'Since you suspect he's cheating on you, why don't you divorce him?' The man said he couldn't bear to do that."
"The next day, the man was killed by his husband."
Rong Jin was curious about what happened next, so he pricked up his ears to listen.
Finally the man stopped talking.
"Baby, I'll tell you the rest tomorrow."
The man did not leave, but stared at the doll.
"Baby, I once had a dream. I dreamed that I married an old man."
Marry an old man?! Rong Jin pricked up his ears again.
He didn't believe in dreams. Maybe this was the man's real experience, but he was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
"The old man was so sick that he couldn't get out of bed. He died six months after we got married, but he left behind a huge inheritance and a son."
"His son just came of age that year, and the family property was divided equally between us."
"After the old man died, his son and I didn't move out of the villa because we fell in love with the little slave in the villa. The little slave couldn't leave the villa, and we didn't want to leave the little slave either."
Rong Jin: Why does it sound familiar?
"That little slave is very pretty. He listens to us obediently and meets all our requests. We like him more and more."
"At the same time, we began to dislike each other. I wanted to kill the stepson who coveted the little slave. He was so disgusting that he always sneaked into the little slave's room in the middle of the night and did obscene things to the little slave."
"Finally, I killed the stepson, only to find my little slave was leaving."
"I hugged the little slave's waist, but unfortunately he ran away."
The man stroked the doll's eyes through the glass and said gently:
"By the way, my name in the dream is Yun Jue, and my name in reality is also Yun Jue."