Chapter 5 Section five

Unexpectedly, the criminals still exist. The town I live in is lovely and pretty now, and the air is similar to that of home, but otherwise it would be a blasphemy.The world of the two has passed for two weeks. Ah, it's only been two weeks. I was a little surprised when I wrote this letter.At this point of writing, I think I am still calm, but then, I don't know if I can finish this letter well, I don't have such confidence.However, the next thing must be written. First, write from the day I arrived in this small town. Xiaobo said that the furniture, tableware and other daily necessities in the new home are basically complete, so I disposed of almost all the things I used when I was single, and only checked in the clothes and other necessities first.After the marriage was confirmed, Xiaobo had been to Switzerland several times on business trips, and at that time took time to make some preparations for his new home.

When I arrived at the airport at noon local time in Switzerland, someone from the company came to pick me up, so I also went to the company for a meeting, had dinner together, and received a congratulatory gift.After that, Xiaobo and I took the car arranged by the company to our new home. I was in awe of everything I saw that day, and the most amazing thing for me was the moment I arrived at my new home.The new home is located in a corner of a high-end residential area, like a house in a classic fairy tale: "It's so beautiful, so beautiful!" I kept admiring. The new home is a two-story building, with a large LDK and a single room on the first floor. There are sofas and bookshelves in the living room. I quickly put out the wedding gift I received—a desk clock with a very stable design style. But it always looks a bit ugly.The tableware is roughly complete, and I would like to add a bunch of water glasses.The tableware is suitable for matching orange tablecloths, and the viewing window can be decorated for writing photos. I am very excited about the layout of the new home.Xiaobo looked at my appearance and said with a smile: "Just arrange it according to your preference, but you need to tidy up your luggage first." The luggage checked in from Japan was still piled up randomly in the single room on one side.

There are four rooms of different sizes on the second floor. Xiaobo said that the largest room is a bedroom, and the rest can be used as you like.I walked through the wide promenade, looked down one by one, and thought to myself, it is such a waste for only two people to live in such a big house.Thinking of this, my hand was already on the doorknob of the innermost room. "Let's look at this one later," Xiaobo said, "Only this one is for today's use. It was ready when I came last time. Let's have dinner first." Knowing that the bedroom is ready, I feel a little embarrassed , did not open the door, and followed Xiaobo to a restaurant near his home.

After drinking beer and eating simple and delicious local specialties, we returned home happily.As soon as I entered the house, Xiaobo suddenly picked me up with both hands, and walked up the stairs like holding Snow White.He carried me across the corridor, opened the door of the innermost room, walked to the middle of the room, and put me down gently.It was dark in the room, but I knew I was in bed. The zipper on the back of the dress was undone, and the skirt slid off the shoulders.After we got married, we stayed in a hotel in Japan for a few days. Xiao Bo was busy handing over work, nothing happened between us, and now that moment finally came.Even if there are physical defects, as long as there is love for him, everything should be resolved, and I think he will find a way to understand me.

I held my breath, my heart was pounding, I felt my head was lightly ensnared, my arms slowly slipped through the sleeves, and the zipper on my back was closed.He took my hand and stood up, carefully adjusting the long skirt.I understand that he helped me put the dress on. The light was on, and it was Xiaobo who turned it on.At the same time, a French doll jumped into my eyes, and there was a delicately carved wooden table by the window. The doll on the table smiled at me, exactly like the ones in the old-fashioned living room in the country town. Thought it was for me to buy the same thing, but it wasn't.The doll also has a small tear mole under the right eye.It's just that the skirt is not pink, but light blue, and the skirt I'm wearing is also light blue.

I turned around in a daze, and Xiaobo looked at me with a smile, that smiley face I had seen at the wedding.He said a word: You are my precious doll in my life. "What, what?" I shouted hoarsely. "Shut up!" A cold voice came. Looking at the irritated and somewhat nervous face with the smile on his face, I recalled that he was indeed a child who visited French dolls with me back then. I couldn't understand my situation for a while, and he didn't allow me to speak, so I could only stand still on the spot.Suddenly, he returned to his usual bright smile, let me sit on the bed, and he sat next to me.

"It's too loud, sorry. Did it scare you?" His voice was gentle.I can't answer.He looked at me, but his eyes didn't look like he was looking at a real person.I was silent, staring at him, he slowly stroked my head with his big hand and said, "Good boy." Then, he began to tell. I've never been in a so-called relationship, and I'm surrounded by girls who are trained to behave gracefully at a young age, but these girls seem to be nothing more than pompous, boring creatures.My mother is a typical example of this kind of person. She always complains that her subordinates are not as capable as her and her father who works in the same department.

However, once we moved, it was a small town with nothing, and it even made people wonder if it was Japan.The town lived with weird kids I didn't know, who were rude, nasty, and jealous.The thought of spending years with these guys is driving me crazy. At this time, the child who lived in the same apartment said there was something interesting and invited me to see it.I didn't expect it to be a doll, but I just followed the dirty country kid to see it to relieve my boredom.Country kids randomly open someone's door and shout, "Please show us the dolls." And the family doesn't even show up, and just responds, "Please." I can't believe that there is such a game— —Enter the living room of someone else's house and visit the furnishings there.

However, it is very interesting, because there are not only dolls, but also paintings, awards, and souvenirs. Looking at these decorations, you can imagine what the family looks like.When the same owner as I imagined appears in front of me with barley tea or Kalupis (a drink made from cow's milk. It is the most popular traditional drink in Japan.) I even get a little excited.Starting from the fourth family, I found that the images of the dolls were very similar to the children of that family, so after careful observation, some seemed to be very strong, some were a bit pretentious, and some looked stupid, all of which had a bad impression. .

It seems that the penultimate home is your home.I was already bored and even wanted to sneak away, but the moment I saw this doll, I had an urge to own it. The doll's face is a bit strange, I don't know that it is a child's face like an adult, the slender arms and legs make people want to reach out and touch them, everything is so charming.I thought it would be great if I could keep it by my side and talk to it all the time.At the same time, I am also full of expectations for the owner of the doll.But the girl who owns the doll is just a thin and thin country child with a tear mole under her right eye just like the doll.

I never forgot that doll when I got home.I think about it when I hear my parents arguing in the next room, and I think about it when I get laughed at for not understanding the rules of the game of peek-a-boo.I finally decided to keep it for myself. On the day of the celebration, people were more careless than usual, and I easily took out the doll and carried it home carefully.A total of five were stolen, because even if the doll was stolen, I didn't want anyone to know that I only had a soft spot for that doll.Other dolls were thrown into the factory's incinerator the same day they were stolen. I don't feel the slightest bit of guilt because I'm confident I cherish it more than anyone else. Shortly after that, a murder happened, and the victim was a child who lived in the same apartment, so it caused a lot of commotion, but what surprised me even more was that the theft of the doll was connected to the murder. What if you are mistaken for a murderer?I was very anxious and wanted to inquire about the situation, so I decided to visit the children involved in the murder case.I decided to go to your house. You don't know whether you came back from school or the police, and you are walking with your mother bowing your head.The moment I met your eyes, I trembled all over. Your eyes were exactly the same back then as they are now. I thought you were just a thin and weak country girl, but looking at your eyes, maybe it will be quite difficult in the future.You are already excellent when you are less than one meter long, and you may be even better when you grow up.Not only can I confide my heart to you, but I can also sit with you, walk with you, and sleep with you. It's like a miracle to think of it. The news initially reported that the suspect was a man in his 40s or 50s. It doesn't matter to me how the case develops. I only think about you. Maybe you don't realize that, whether it's at school, on the way to school, or in front of your house, I'm watching you all the time.During this period, I returned to Tokyo due to my parents' transfer of work, but I would go to that town to see you every time I was off. The excuse was to go to the house of a guy in the town who I thought was fairly high-end. You grow up day by day, exactly as I wish.I feared for a while that you were unconsciously catching up on flirting with men, but you showed no signs of it.When I first entered college, I thought about striking up a conversation with you, but in the end I held back. I wanted to wait until I was fully prepared to accept you before acting. Knowing the fact that you're flawed as a woman makes me even more excited than when I first met your eyes, because I know you're a real, living doll.If it is said that the murder made my dream come true, then I must thank the criminal. Come, come here.Only at night you are my doll.