To the eternal you

The doll girl was placed in the most secluded place of the castle tower, that is, the top floor. It was originally a place for Ying to rest and look into the distance in his spare time.

"You are not allowed to leave here."

After throwing away this sentence, the woman who made her instinctively want to get close left, leaving only a considerable number of books.

She turned the pages of the book clumsily, reading the knowledge in the book over and over again, her curiosity about the unknown was gradually satisfied, and she began to understand her emotions towards that woman.

She should be her own mother. Whether it is about enlightenment, anecdotes, or books about benevolence, righteousness and filial piety, most of the books she read record that mothers always love their daughters. Children are abandoned by their parents as soon as they are born. Is she an annoying ghost baby?

She touched her fair and clean face, and then touched her smooth forehead, distress lingering in her heart.

I obviously don't have horns, so does that mean I'm ugly?

The girl thinks this way, perhaps because of her special constitution, she doesn't need to eat, and the body of a puppet does not need to take in nutrients, and her body functions have been frozen in this state forever.

So she had a lot of time to think about why she felt sad at night, why she felt aggrieved when she thought of her mother's indifference, and finally she came up with some kind of answer.

I understand from the book that she is probably lonely.

So, is mother lonely too?A god like her has to keep going no matter how sad she is, so the mother she sees when she wakes up is very fragile.

Since then, she has been looking forward to it, thinking about whether her mother will come to visit her every time she turns a page.

She slowed down the original reading speed, slowly reading word by word, and waited quietly for a while every time a page fell, before turning to the next page.

There is nothing here, only a large collection of books, and a doll girl.

Gradually, she got used to this kind of life. During the day, she would occasionally stand up, walk out of the door and look far away at the patrolling soldiers below and the town with smoke hidden in the distance. The farthest place she could see was On a towering mountain, a cherry tree is blooming on the top of the mountain. Every time the breeze blows, occasionally a few fallen cherry trees are held by the wind, as if floating from there.

Whenever at this time, she would open her palms and wait for the cherry blossoms to fall slowly. When the petals rubbed against her palms, she felt a little itchy. When she sneezed, the petals would be blown away and she would stamp her feet anxiously.

When some cherry blossoms are blown in the back, she will carefully hold them in the palm of her hand, and then put them in the book that she also cherishes.

In the afternoon, there will be sparkling crystal butterflies dancing around her and landing on her fingertips. Finally, because the girl is curious about the food, she eats it in one bite. She can only feel a little crunchy and crackling texture, but the first She was very happy to taste the taste for the first time, but as the crystal butterflies dispersed, the girl could only watch the crystal butterflies fly higher and higher in the end.

She turned her attention to the cherry blossoms in her collection, which melted quickly when she entered the mouth, and had a very light sweet taste, just like the desserts recorded in the book.

At night, she turns the pages of the book slowly by the moonlight. The clouds are the quilt of fantasy, the cold and hard wooden floor of the attic is her bed, and the book is the pillow leading to dreams, day after day.

If it is raining, she will sit quietly by the window, looking at the world covered with thin autumn rain, and occasionally stretch her hand out of the window, waiting for the feeling of raindrops hitting the back of her hand, and then feeling the raindrops blowing towards her face. The wind of water mist makes the air fresh and cool.

At this time, she would feel at peace, especially when the thunder rang, the doll girl would open her eyes wide and look towards that location, wanting to touch the fleeting lightning.

If he could hold Lightning, like she held his hand that day, maybe he would be able to see his mother again.

However, often this is just a girl's innocent fantasy, and soon she will fall asleep again.

Days like this go back and forth, her expectations for certain things gradually change, and there seems to be something missing in her heart that cannot be plugged, and she has already read the book a hundred times.

For the first time, she had the idea of ​​wanting to step out of here and take a look outside.

Only by accepting new things can this loneliness be suppressed a little bit.

But this is contrary to the order she said, she is already hated, if she is not obedient, will mother abandon her?What's more, when I think of leaving the place where my mother lives, I always feel very sad.

What should I do? The girl was lying in the pile of books, her thoughts overflowing.

"Hi~ little guy, long time no see, you seem to be very lonely now~"

Suddenly, a fluffy head appeared in the field of vision, with pink soft fur, curved fox ears, and big ghostly pupils, which contained quite human colors.

"Eh?"

The puppet girl looked at it ignorantly.

"Well, don't you understand? That irresponsible parent at the booth is really troublesome."

The little fox stomped on the girl's face, expressing deep emotion.

"Is Shim irresponsible?"

The girl's face was stepped on, and she asked vaguely. From her side, every move of Miss Fox seemed to have some kind of spirituality.

"It's doing things that are beyond the scope of my ability without authorization, but I can't patiently think of a way to solve it. In the end, I can only throw it away with anger."

"Although I can somewhat understand why she did this, she has no experience in parenting, and loves to dig into the horns, and a friend I trust still hits me like this. It is not incomprehensible to feel at a loss, but as a parent, no matter what the reason is, you should not abandon it. My own child turned to make a little awkwardness and shut himself in the house to escape."

Miss Fox withdrew her little paw, licked it lightly, and smoothed the hair. Her limbs were snow-white from the ankles, and only the flesh pads were a little pink.

The puppet girl listened quietly, Miss Fox's voice made her feel very familiar, light and pleasant, as if she had heard it somewhere before, the smell on her body also exuded a faint fragrance like cherry blossoms, her soft and warm fur It also made the girl want to get closer to her.

"Hey girl. Do you want to go out?"

Sunlight poured down from the window sill of the dome, and the soft sunlight shone on Miss Fox, who looked like the first cherry blossoms, and covered her with a thin layer of golden gauze. Those amethyst-like smart eyes stared at the girl quietly, and those anecdotes Like the fairy fox mentioned in the strange story.

"..."

The puppet girl shook her head silently.There was a hint of longing in those distant daisies, but she still rejected her after all.

"Can you tell me why?"

Miss Fox tilted her head, seemingly surprised by the girl's answer.

"Because... I'm gone, mom will be very lonely."

Because of reading so many books, her intelligence has grown, and she can know her mother again from the eyes of the characters on the title page. Everyone trusts her so much that she can lead Dao's wife to the eternal paradise.

But why did she look so sad at that time? The girl thought of the mother she saw when she opened her eyes for the first time. She was different from the God of Thunder that everyone said. She had gone through hardships, parted from friends, and died of relatives. Things don't stop there, and she is the only one left to move forward alone.

She sat up, holding Miss Fox carefully, the weight of the other party was unexpectedly light, or when the girl touched her soft belly, Miss Fox let out a groan, twisted her buttocks and jumped to sit on her shoulders. The tail flexibly patted the girl's head, as if it was a "punishment" for her disrespect just now.

"You can't touch a lady's belly casually! But, do you think so... That guy should reflect on himself, he is not as sensible as a child."

Miss Fox's heart fluctuated slightly, and she looked at the girl with more complicated eyes.

Obviously being locked up here, living like a bird in a cage, never seeing outsiders, having no friends, even having difficulty meeting his own "mother", it is a sad thing to be born without blessing.

"You can't say that about my mother, she is very hardworking and great, so there must be some reasons why she didn't come to see me..."

Although the voice of the girl behind became low, even depressed, it was not because of the frustration that Ying could not come to visit, but because of her low self-esteem that she could not help.

"Miss Fox, did I do something wrong to make my mother angry?"

"Of course not, you were just born into this wonderful but imperfect world with a young mother who wasn't ready."

Miss Fox's gentle consolation made her feel a little better.

"Then... Will I be able to hold hands with her again one day, just like the book says that mothers and children live happily together."

The puppet girl's immature and delicate cheeks were dyed with a slight blush, and her gentle eyes, which were similar to but not exactly the same as her mother's, were filled with a ray of light.

"Of course, that day will come soon."

Miss Fox's tone was tinged with indulgence.

"We can go to the market together, see many snacks that we have never seen before, meet people who are equally warm and friendly, taste delicious and sweet fruits together, and finally return home to eat the meal made by our mother, and sleep together for a day at night Another day, is this kind of life really possible!"

The expression of the puppet girl became joyful, and the scenery in that dream seemed to be close in front of her eyes.

"Well, except for letting her cook...ahem, when...Of course, it can probably be achieved."

When Miss Fox saw the girl's yearning shining eyes, she swallowed back what she wanted to say, but turned her face away in embarrassment, not daring to continue looking into those flawless eyes.

If he even deprived such a poor little guy of his wishes, then he would be too cruel.

Although one day in the future, the lie will be exposed, but now let her have hope, and waiting is what the gentle and beautiful Yayoi should do.

"By the way, little guy, what's your name? You can't keep calling you little guy."

"I don't have a name, but my mother used to call me...true, but said I wasn't real."

The girl's ethereal and gentle voice carried a different kind of magic power, which poured into her heart, as did a demon god once upon a time.

From the corner of Miss Fox's vision, she seemed to see another figure.

Standing under the red maples all over the mountains and forests, she always looked at her with a gentle smile. Even though she was also worn by time, she was more calm than everyone else.

"It is precisely because you understand this scene for a moment that you should enjoy it even more."

Perhaps, as Ruying said, she is real...but not real.

"So want me to name you?"

"...Although I am very grateful for Miss Fox's kindness, but mother will be angry, right?"

"That's true, oh~ I wish you were my child even more when I think about it this way. A sensible little guy like you is so cute."

Miss Fox wrapped her big, fluffy tail around the girl's neck like a scarf. The soft touch made the girl show a little attachment, and buried her little face deeper.

pat- pat-

Surprisingly, while the doll and the fox were interacting warmly, it seemed that someone came to visit the caged girl living in the loft.

PS: Thanks for the ticket!Thanks for the reward!The early stage of the plot is slow and needs to be paved, but many of them are traceable in the game, I hope everyone can watch it~