Chapter 1111

~ a world ~

Clatter, clatter

Shuttling past trains, gradually rising guardrails, crowded crowds, and.

Hidden in the crowd, the girl with obvious hair was ignored.

where are you

The girl is looking for her most important thing.

where are you

Without her other half, she is lost in this strange world.

Come on out, I'm going crazy if I go on like this.

The girl walked aimlessly until she came to a store.

Inside, there are many fine dolls, and another girl sitting on the sofa, she knows.

Ding Ling

"Welcome."

The blonde put down her book and looked at the man who came in. She was surprised and speechless.

"You are, I remember."

"Endure, I."

With that, Xiaoren fell to the ground. It seems that he has exhausted his strength here.

~ dream ~

Memories, deep memories

The shadow is separated.

Xiaoren thought that he only needed to hide in the shadow, he would not be found, and he and he would not be separated.

however

Purple energy, too strong, forcibly separated the two people. Not only that, the original important connection was also disconnected.

"My half."

Alice looked at the weeping little bear and understood each other's pain. After all, her most important person disappeared.

"Take her back, at least, there's hope for her."

~ the next day ~

Just when Alice was going to take Xiaoren back, she found that Xiaoren had disappeared. There was only one letter left on the table.

"Alice, tell everyone I'll be back. Xiaoren, I'll take it first."

"Mr. wuchou."

Sure enough, he is still alive.

After Alice knew this information, she hurried back to fantasy village and told everyone what she knew.

~ a world ~

One, two, three dolls

Four, five, six dolls

Seven, eight dolls

Eight different dolls meet here for the so-called fate.

"The perfect Alice is no longer needed."

"But for your father's sake, please try your best to prove yourself that you are the father's favorite doll."

"Then my father will appear."

Cunning rabbit, tell these lonely dolls the most hateful news.

"My father, my favorite must be me."

Although eight people even want to prove their best, in fact, only those who really participate in the battle.

"Father, it's mine."

Rose quartz

"No, my father loves me most."

Mercury lamp

"You are all wrong. The first person is me."

True red

"My father, I'm the only one who can be my first doll."

Xuehua Qijing

Raspberry, Canary, emerald stone and cangxing stone are not going to join the battle.

For cuixing stone and cangxing stone, father is very important, but with the owner, it won't be so important.

Raspberries and canaries, who also have their own owners, have little interest in the debate caused by this kind of rabbit.

The other four are just for the fight for the father's favorite doll.

"Ba, why do they have to do it all the time?"

The young raspberry returned to BA's house and looked at his master. He didn't understand them very much.

"They just want to win more attention from that person."

"Eyes?"

Ba understands what those dolls think.

"Too much, love is absolutely impossible to average, that person's eyes will certainly focus more on someone's side, and they will do so."

"Ah, that's it."

At this time, the Canary interrupted their conversation.

"Ba, don't you want it?"

"At least, I don't need to be like them."

~ hospital ~

"Xiao Hui, what are you doing?"

Even if the body doesn't matter, Xiaohui still observes better in the hospital for safety.

"Mercury lamp, fight again, like a fool."

Help the mercury lamp take off the branches above her head. Xiaohui smiled.

"Hum, Xiaohui, I think of you."

"For me?"

Xiaohui looked at the mercury lamp suspiciously, making the mercury lamp a little embarrassed.

"Father, as long as you get more attention, Xiaohui's dream will come true. Of course, so will I."

Speaking of this, Xiao Hui's face was red and could not see anyone. She covered her face.

"Stupid mercury lamp, I won't tell you later."

~ a big house ~

"Master, why don't we fight?"

This world is very close to fantasy town. You can come and go between the two worlds at will.

"Because we need to compete for our brother's feelings. Those dolls are not enough to be afraid."

Weizhe and Xiaoming have their own ideas.

"But, brother, where is it and why doesn't he come back when there is news?"

That's what they can't understand.

Until one day

Eight dolls, leaving a note.

"My father is calling us to live with us for a period of time and will come back soon."

It's enough to get the information that wuchou is still alive.

At least, as we all know, he can't come back because of something.

~ a world ~

This world, nothing, white world.

In this world, worry free has to use this new force to create everything.

However, what worry free has to do, first of all, is to experience every world they experience, and let this unknown force see how different the outside world is.

At the same time, in order to ensure that their travel will not be particularly depressed, worry free, I have thought about it since then.

I found my half body, rose girls, and, of course, the most important person.

"What are you looking for?"

On the beach of a world, wuchou looks at the dejected girl sitting on the ground, walks to each other and sits down.

"I thought you'd never come back."

The girl looked as like as two peas before, and said nothing, but she could not speak it.

"You will."

"Fool, how can I blame you."

Understand what the girl is going to say, don't worry to interrupt each other.

"But I'm not the person you remember, the cowardly, no, gentle me, which is more suitable for you."

"True red."

Wuchou sat next to her, a girl named erjietang Zhenhong, staring into each other's eyes and saying her own thoughts.

"No matter who you are or who you are now, true red is true red. In the past, now and in the future, I like you and love you. Even if you become what you were at that time, I love you."

"If you have done something wrong, let it pass. We should continue to look ahead."

"Besides, I haven't forgotten everything."

Wuchou takes out a box from behind and hands it to Zhenhong.

"I always remember."

"Past, present, future, your favorite thing."

Zhenhong held back her tears and opened the box in front of her.

"Nothing added, the most primitive cake, your favorite thing."

The journey that belongs to a person without worry is here and ends.

But their journey has just begun.

~ end of the book ~