A Doll's Love Is Beautiful

"Hey, look. Is that a doll?"

"Looks like it. What an exquisite doll!"

"A doll! It's so lifelike and so finely made!" Everyone on the plane was talking about the doll seated there, with pale skin, silvery-white hair, and droplet-blue eyes. It wore a white long dress and a * hat, and held every report about H City from the past eighteen years. It wore five-inch heels, and its eyelashes fluttered once.

"You're all so rude!" The doll's lips moved slightly, its upper and lower lips parting briefly before meeting again. Its mouth was small and its eyes were large. It closed the newspaper without looking at the astonished crowd and gazed out at the sky, where all was white...

H City. Ten years apart. Heh.

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This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate anything in it.