A story about a cotton doll traveling between little worlds and falling in love
World One:
Mo Yihuai poked the cotton doll’s hand. “Don’t sleep. It’s time for class.”
The cotton doll refused three times in a row.
Mo Yihuai: “All right. As long as An’an is happy.”
World Two:
Mo Yihuai poked the cotton doll’s cheek. “Stop playing. Look at me.”
The cotton doll glanced up at him and reluctantly agreed.
Mo Yihuai: “Thanks, An’an.”
World Three:
Mo Yihuai poked the cotton doll’s bottom. “Lift up. Don’t move.”
The cotton doll blushed scarlet and shyly agreed.
Mo Yihuai: “An’an is so well-behaved.”
World Four:
Mo Yihuai poked the cotton doll’s leg. “Don’t walk. Let me carry you.”
The cotton doll looked down at him and reluctantly agreed.
Mo Yihuai: “I love you, An’an.”
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