The moonlight flowed quietly into the old castle. The young woman by the window sill was still playing with the puppet in her hand, as if it were her own child. Her movements were so light and slow. After a while, there was finally a smile on her beautiful face, as if she had obtained the most beautiful thing in the world. "Qian... It's finally finished... Hehe... Qian, you are my only doll."
The moonlight shines on the figure of the doll named Qian. Through the faint moonlight, we can vaguely see the figure that is more than 30 centimeters tall. Her silver-white hair was flying in the wind. She was wearing a lilac princess tutu and a pair of black round-toe shoes. She looked very mysterious and pure. But that face gave people a seductive feeling that captured the heart and soul.
As the moonlight gradually becomes brighter, the figures by the window gradually fade.
The night is so quiet. Who knows... Who is crying secretly over there...
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