The Witch

on Monday.

When Wu Miaomiao returned to school with the doll in the new clothes, she immediately caused a sensation in the dormitory, because the doll's skirt was so exquisite.

"Where did you buy this dress? It's too beautiful. The workmanship is better than many big brands." Wu Lexin touched the doll's soft and exquisite fabric and couldn't help but admire, "Now the clothes of puppet dolls are better than real ones. Are they all refined?"

"This gothic skirt is really amazing, it's simply copied from the comics." Mo Jing is a second-dimensional fan girl, and she couldn't help screaming when she saw this skirt, "You are looking for it." Which store did you buy it?"

"It's not bought, it's made to order." Wu Miaomiao didn't like the doll's new dress for the first time, so she understood the reaction of her roommate.

"Customized? Do they custom-made adult clothes? I want to customize a doll-like outfit to participate in the next animation exhibition." Mo Jing said immediately.

"Uh, I guess it won't work. My friend gave it to the doll. He made it specially for the doll. It's not right to place an order." Wu Miaomiao shook his head.

"That's it." Mo Jing said with a pity, "The doll is so happy to be able to wear such a beautiful dress."

Although the doll can't move at this time, it does not prevent it from hearing the words of praise around it, and the doll is a very satisfying doll, and it will be particularly happy when it is praised. At this time, Mo Jing and Wu Lexin were surrounded by praise for a long time, the remnant souls in Le's puppet trembled, and their eyes flickered. If it weren't for remembering that he couldn't move now, it would like to laugh and spin around a few times, telling them that my little skirt turns to look better.

When Wu Miaomiao saw the doll like this, she knew that she could not let her roommates boast, otherwise she would definitely be unable to hold her back for a while. When she was looking for an excuse to bring the doll back, Mo Jing was in a daze, staring straight at the doll's eyes.

"Hey, the baby's eyes..." Mo Jing couldn't help but raised her hand to touch the doll's eyes. She seemed to see her eyes flashing just now.

Wu Miaomiao secretly said that it was bad, and hurriedly reached out to **** the baby back and hugged it in his arms. She grabbed too much action and seemed too abrupt, Wu Lexin and Mo Jing both looked at her a little strangely.

"That...what, there is a legend in our hometown that you can't touch the eyes of the doll, otherwise you will have nightmares at night." Wu Miaomiao hurriedly fabricated an excuse.

"This is all feudal superstition and deception." Wu Lexin was speechless.

"It's the customs of our hometown, so I'm a bit taboo, I'm sorry." Wu Miaomiao apologized, while thinking that the doll might not be suitable for bringing the school back in the future.

The doll's emotions are getting more and more abundant, and the mood swings are getting bigger and bigger. If you don't pay attention, it is very likely that you will be exposed, and you can no longer take it to places with many people like before.

Mo Jing and Wu Lexin were a little embarrassed when they heard Wu Miaomiao's taboo against someone touching the baby's eyes.

"It's us who should say sorry. We don't know the customs of your hometown." Mo Jing apologized.

Although these claims are all feudal superstitions, even if there is no scientific basis, they are still a custom. Customs vary from place to place, and outsiders may not believe it, but they should be respected.

"It's okay, I didn't tell you clearly in advance." Seeing his roommate apologize, Wu Miaomiao suddenly became more guilty.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" At this moment, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Gongsun Lian walked in holding a thermos.

"Nothing, Xiao Lian, what are you holding in your hands?" Wu Miaomiao hurriedly changed the subject.

"Oh, this is my mother's chicken soup. Would you like to try it?" Gongsun Lian smiled and raised the heat preservation pot in his hand. "My mother made a big pot specially."

As soon as the three of them heard that they were drinking chicken soup with love, they all surrounded it with face. There was a large pot of soup, and one of them was divided into a bowl, which was soon gone.

"Auntie's craftsmanship is really good. It tastes better than the signature chicken soup of an old restaurant I've eaten before." Wu Lexin couldn't help boasting.

"Hmm, it tastes better than my mom's cooking." Mo Jing also agreed.

Wu Miaomiao also nodded, she was a little hungry after drinking this bowl of chicken soup.

"When I was young, I couldn't eat a lot of things and needed food supplements, so my mother specially learned cooking." Gongsun was very happy to see that his roommate liked it, "If you like it, I will let my mother make more tomorrow."

"Don't bother Auntie." When Mo Jing heard Gongsun Lian say this, she thought that Gongsun Lian wanted her mother to cook for them specially, and shook her head and refused.

"That's right, how can I make it for us specially, and when we are free in the future, we will go to your house as a guest, and then taste the craftsmanship of auntie." Wu Lexin also said.

"You want to be beautiful, but I want my mother to make it for you specially, so I can't bear it." Gongsun Lian said in an angry voice, "My mother wants to make some good food for me. I will give you a taste by the way, so I am afraid that you will eat it. After two days, I will dislike the list."

The three laughed.

"Listen to what you mean, will the auntie give you food in the future?" Wu Lexin asked casually.

"Not every day, about two or three times a week, my mother will cook some soup over to replenish my body." Gongsun Lian said with a smile.

"Replenish your body? What's wrong with your body? Has the condition worsened?" The three of them all looked at it nervously.

"No, no, my mother is too nervous."

"How come my aunt suddenly becomes nervous? Didn't you always eat in the cafeteria with us before? Auntie didn't do this before. Little pity, is there something wrong with your body? You can tell us in advance so that we can pay attention. Mo Jing asked nervously when she heard something wrong.

"Oh, it's not." Gongsun Lian saw that the three roommates were so nervous, he couldn't hide it anymore. He thought it was nothing bad, and it didn't matter if he said in advance, "You know, my illness needs heart-changing surgery to heal. Originally, I was ranked very low, thinking that I would not be able to wait for a suitable heart for every two or three years, but the hospital suddenly received news two days ago, saying that my ranking suddenly rose to second place, so in the future Within half a year to a year, I may be able to wait for the heart."

"My mother was too optimistic after knowing the news. She always felt as if I could have surgery at any time, so she changed the method to make up for me. Originally, she wanted me to go home to live, but the quality of my sleep in the dormitory was better than The family is good, so she compromised.” Since childhood, Gongsun Lian’s recipes were formulated by his mother in advance, and she has not eaten many things that ordinary children have eaten. After her condition worsened, Gongsun Lian thought she would not survive for a year, so she had a long talk with her parents and said that she wanted to live like an ordinary person in the last year, so she ate the cafeteria with her roommates.

Now that things have taken a turn for the better, Gongsun's mother will naturally not let her daughter indulge herself, and start to control her daughter's diet again.

"Then this is a good thing, your illness will get better soon." Wu Lexin said happily.

Mo Jing and Wu Miaomiao also looked happy.

"Well, so I plan to leave school in the afternoon and sign a volunteer letter for organ donation." Gongsun pityed.

"Organ donation?" The three were startled again.

"Yes, the heart I waited for is also donated by volunteers, so I want to become a volunteer. If I die in the future, my organs can also help people like me." Gongsun Lian said, drawing from the textbook. A piece of paper came out, "Look, I have filled it out. When I come over in the afternoon, my dad will accompany me to the Red Cross to sign and formally submit it for filing."

The three of them were surprised again.

"Uncle agreed?" Mo Jing asked in surprise.

"Yeah." Gongsun Lian nodded.

"Or, you still sign the donation after the operation, otherwise, I always feel a little unlucky." Wu Lexin looked at the donation book in Gongsun Lian's hand and said hesitantly.

"I also think that we are alive and well. Suddenly signing this, always feels a little hairy, as if cursing herself." Mo Jing was also a little uncomfortable.

"I don't think it's anything." Wu Miaomiao was the calmest of the three. As long as there is no external intervention, people's life and death are predestined in the book of life and death, so signing or not signing has no effect.

"I don't think it's too much." Gongsun Lian glanced at Wu Miaomiao approvingly, "Moreover, even if I really died during the operation, my organs would be good for saving other people."

Gongsun Lian had a very good mentality, and she had already looked down on life and death after being ill for so many years, otherwise, with her heart condition, she would not be able to live now.

"Then can I follow you to have a look this afternoon?" Wu Miaomiao looked very interested.

"Okay, let's go together in the afternoon." Gongsun Lian didn't want to persuade the roommates to fill out the organ donation book together, but Wu Miaomiao showed interest, and she was still a little touched.

People who are in good health can't feel it. People like them who have to wait for organ donations to survive have respect and gratitude to these volunteers.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gongsun Yuanming showed up at the school on time, picking up Wu Miaomiao and his daughter to the Red Cross Association.

"Classmate Miaomiao, are you also interested in organ donation?" Gongsun Yuanming couldn't help asking when seeing Wu Miaomiao also going with him.

"Well, I'll go check it out, and if appropriate, I'll sign a copy, are there any requirements?" Wu Miaomiao asked casually.

She went to the Red Cross Society not to sign the donation book, nor was she really interested in organ donation, but looking for the next client. The doll has grown up a lot recently, but the emotions that the doll swallowed are mostly Li Gui's resentment. But people have good and evil, and you can't just let the doll swallow bad emotions, she must also let the doll get positive emotions.

And positive emotions are difficult to obtain from Li Gui’s resentment, after all, ghosts will not turn into Li ghosts because of kind thoughts. So the main way to obtain it comes from the witches' secret skills. Every time the contract formation is completed, the doll can gain some emotions from it.

At noon, when Gongsun Lian mentioned the Red Cross and volunteers, Wu Miaomiao thought that most of the people who could sign this kind of voluntary letter should be good people. If you can meet a suitable customer, you can add kind thoughts to the doll, so she followed.

"Although it's good for you to have this idea, you still have to be cautious about this kind of thing. It's better for you to discuss with your family before signing." Gongsun Yuanming kindly reminded.

"Okay, then I will go to see the situation today, and discuss with my family later." Wu Miaomiao nodded.

While talking, the car galloped all the way, about half an hour later, the three arrived at the gate of the Red Cross Association in Haicheng.

After getting out of the car, the three of them went inside the Red Cross Society. Before coming, Gongsun Lian had already called, so as soon as the three of them entered, there was a dedicated staff to receive them. As if to prevent them from coming on impulse, the staff introduced the organ donation matters in great detail, and repeatedly emphasized that this volunteer can be cancelled at any time and the conveniences that can be obtained after signing the agreement.

Wu Miaomiao listened while observing the crowd inside. Since she came in, there were four or five people who came to submit their volunteers. Wu Miaomiao observed carefully and found that each of these people looked very good and was full of positive energy, and there was no need for help at all.

This is probably the good people in the legend have good rewards?

Wu Miaomiao was sighing. Perhaps today, when he could not find a suitable customer to add kind thoughts to the doll, a thick gloom suddenly floated from the direction of the door.

Wu Miaomiao was startled, and looked up, only to see a vicious ghost in ancient costume, coming in through the door.

To be precise, he came in behind a middle-aged man.

When Wu Miaomiao saw the evil spirit, the evil spirit also found Wu Miaomiao. He first glanced at Wu Miaomiao in surprise, and then his gaze fell sharply on the doll.

The evil spirit was startled suddenly, and the hostility surrounding him was stopped because of this shock. Suddenly, the evil spirit opened his eyebrows and smiled and said silently to Wu Miaomiao:

【wizard. 】

Although the evil spirit was full of fierce and hostile spirit, he had a good appearance. At this time, he smiled, and the fierce spirit faded a lot, revealing a refined and noble temperament. It is not difficult to see from this manner. Before he was alive, this evil spirit should have been a noble son with a good background.

Wu Miaomiao frowned, and was about to speak, when the ghost boy suddenly raised a finger and placed it under his nose, making a shushing motion.

Wu Miaomiao was wondering when he saw the middle-aged man in front of the ghost boy suddenly looked back at the ghost boy, and then pinched a magic trick with his finger, and the ghost boy's figure disappeared.

Was it the evil spirit raised by this man?

The middle-aged man turned around and saw Wu Miaomiao staring at him blankly, then smiled and nodded at Wu Miaomiao, and walked straight to the second floor.

"It's weird? Didn't Dongdong say that the Metaphysics Association does not allow ghosts to be raised? Such a fierce ghost can be raised casually?" Wu Miaomiao muttered strangely.

Forget it, it's none of my business anyway.