What Jiang Pingping hates most is his ordinary and powerless self.
But the idea of living a bleak life was shattered when she was fifteen years old. She picked up a doll on a rainy road. It hung pitifully in the sewer. It had beautiful blond hair and a white skirt. The doll was about to become extremely dirty. It was like a magic that attracted Jiang Pingping and brought it to his rented house. Everything began to change. The people around him were unlucky one after another, nightmares and reality overlapped and entangled, and they had several hallucinations. Little by little, they discovered the secrets of the doll.
Even though she was out of control, she felt excited because this unknown broke her ordinary life and made her different from everyone else. Standing at the intersection and looking at the people who were working hard for the world, Jiang Pingping felt that she should not be such a person in the future. She hugged the doll in her hand tightly, and an inconspicuous black hair in its long golden hair was tightly wrapped around Jiang Pingping's fingers.
"Sleep in your dreams."
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