"Beep beep beep, we've arrived at DongShan Lake Station. Arriving passengers, please alight — —"
I dejectedly grabbed onto the handrail of the rolling elevator and was taken to the first floor of the subway station along with a group of lifeless office workers.
The first floor was mainly a wide platform consisting of a ticket office, a ticket inspection booth, and a gate.
There were still a lot of people, and they all had a clear goal and direction as they hurriedly walked with their heads down.
A dazzling golden color suddenly flashed in front of my eyes.
It seemed like a doll walked past me.
I blinked and thought I was hallucinating.
But the doll was already standing facing the west wall of the hall and began to carefully study the city map on the wall.
It turned out to be a little girl around 11 or 12 years old with blonde hair and blue eyes.
Her blonde hair sparkled under the light. She tied her hair into a ponytail that was neither too long nor too short with a bow tie. It looked very bouncy, and as she walked, it would rise and fall. She seemed to have a mischievous and lively personality.
Her two eyes took up almost half of her face and her pupils were as blue as the afternoon sky.
Is she a foreigner?
Ever since the construction of the film city in Xicheng District, it was promoted as the city's main tourist attraction (along with DongShan Lake), so it wasn't strange for foreign tourists to appear.
But this doll-like girl's face didn't completely belong to a Westerner.
A lot of Western girls at this age would have a lot of freckles on their faces, or their noses would be too big and the lines would be too thick. But the girl in front of me had a lot of Eastern slender charm.
— — Could she be a mixed-race?
Her skin was as white as fine porcelain, her blue eyes exuded a confident and serious cuteness, and her tightly pursed lips looked like she was angry. But it was this angry appearance that made people's hearts beat faster.
Poets would definitely ask: Could Darwin's ruthless theory of evolution really create such a beautiful work of art?
Compared to me and the people that came and went, she was simply a creature of two different worlds.
In addition to her natural beauty, she was also dressed very sweetly, so cute that she didn't give ordinary people a way out.
She wore a short shirt with white lace on the top and a denim vest on the outside. The edges of the vest were also worn.
She had a playful red leather belt around her waist, and under the belt was a short black skirt. Her slender legs were covered with a pair of light pink striped stockings.
She was even wearing a pair of diamond-studded princess shoes for children.
If he shrunk her down and sold her as a Barbie doll, it would definitely sell well, right?
At this moment, she was dragging the red suitcase behind her with one hand and holding a folded piece of paper in the other. She was carefully comparing it with the map on the wall.
This … Was she lost?
Is this doll-like girl traveling to China? Why did I get separated from my parents? Also, she shouldn't be able to speak Chinese, right?
She stared at the map for a long time, but to no avail. Her expression became more and more restless.
However, there was still a particularly proud look in his eyes. He didn't seem to be the type to ask for directions.
I unconsciously moved closer to her.
Don't misunderstand, I'm not one of those shameless lolicons in H manga, I'm just trying to see if there's any way to help her.
Wasn't it normal to want to help a little girl who was alone in a foreign country?
Moreover, I felt an indescribable familiarity with her, as though she were not a stranger to me.
It's hard to explain, but I really felt that way.
However, my English grades, you also know, are terrible to an unprecedented degree.
Can I communicate with her?
"Hi ~" I made the most gentle smile I could and greeted the little girl.
I hope she won't be scared away by my fierce face?
She turned her face and stared at me with a vigilant expression.
Although she was considered tall among her peers, her actual height was only about 140cm. If she looked at me at eye level, she could only see my stomach.
Because she had to look up to see my face, she looked offended and stared at me with all her might, as if she was a princess of some country, and a lowly commoner like me should kneel down to speak according to basic etiquette.
Because her attitude was too unfriendly, and I didn't speak English, I was stunned for a while and stared at her face with my mouth agape.
After being stared at by me for a long time, she took a deep breath with an infuriated gaze.
"Look — —"
She spat out a syllable, was it "look"? Does she speak Chinese? Or did I hear it wrong?
"— — Look at your sister!!"
She stared at me angrily and roared that sentence.
It was very loud, and everyone in the hall could hear it.
It was Chinese, the enunciation was very clear, and the intonation was also very accurate. It appropriately expressed her extreme disdain and disgust towards me.
By the way, Miss Doll, isn't your temper too bad? I wanted to help you!
"Comrade … No, no, no, your international friend, there's a small misunderstanding between us. Aren't you lost?"
"You're the one who's lost!!"
She was caught off guard and charged at me, aiming a kick at my calf!
The princess shoe hit me squarely in the face.
Fuck, it hurts! I subconsciously squatted down and held my sore calf.
"Huh? Why are you kicking people … "
Without giving me any time to breathe, the doll took the opportunity when I squatted down and quickly raised her little palm and slapped me in the face!
"Pa!"
It was a loud and clear slap that lingered in the hall for three days.
The left side of my face burned with pain.
I admit I underestimated the enemy, but her attack couldn't do any substantial damage to me. Also, I wouldn't use my real skills against a little girl.
The doll frowned when she saw that I didn't care at all after being slapped twice. She crumpled the notes she had been studying into a ball and threw it at my eyes like a ball.
I reached out and caught the ball of paper. When I looked again, the doll had already dragged the suitcase on wheels and was running away.
"Damn pervert! Lowly person! Go to hell for this Miss! "
She shouted as she ran. Maybe she was worried that I would chase after her, so she would look back from time to time.
The bouncing ponytails quickly disappeared behind the crowd.
I didn't chase after her, otherwise I would definitely be treated as a person with ill intentions towards young girls. Even now, the way they looked at me was clearly different.
A mother, who was obviously picking up her child from school, hid her child, who had just started elementary school, behind her back.
You guys judge people by their appearance, my heart is already broken! Also, mom, the one you were hiding was clearly a boy, right?
I'm not interested in cute boys! Also, hurry up and wipe off the two tubes of snot your son is dragging!
I returned home with tears of blood flowing from my heart.
My dad waited for me to come in before turning on the gas stove and said it would be a while before we could eat.
My dad didn't ask me why I came back later than usual, maybe he doesn't have a good sense of time.
While waiting for dinner, I returned to my room and laid on my bed thinking about the events of the day.
It seems like everything that could happen in a lifetime happened in one day.
I'm so tired!
All of a sudden, I felt something in my pocket. I took it out and saw that it was a ball of paper that the doll had thrown at me in the subway station. I caught it and put it in my pocket.
Out of curiosity, I opened the note to see what was written on it.
The note looked very high class, and the ink on it also emitted a nice fragrance.
But the content was a bit ridiculous.
The first half was completely English, I didn't recognize a single word.
The second half started to be mixed with Chinese characters, such as "DongShan Lake", "West District", and there was one place that was worth paying attention to, it was "QingZi Academy Middle School First Year".
Isn't that a private middle school for rich second generations to attend? Could it be that this doll wasn't here as a tourist, but a student there?
Also, all the Chinese characters were written at the level of an elementary school student, full of childishness.
I wanted to laugh even more when I thought of the doll's serious and proud expression.
The English was pretty good though.
There was an English signature at the end of the note, followed by a few strings of Chinese characters.
"Emil" "Emil" "Emil" "Ai Mi 'er"
No matter how he looked at it, it looked like a foreigner choosing the Chinese translation of his name.
The first three names were all marked with a red cross.
Only "Ai Mi 'er" was written at the end, which was circled in a big red circle.
So, bad-tempered doll, you chose Ai Mi 'er as your Chinese name?
Based on her appearance alone, she was as sweet as honey and adorable as a honey!
But her personality is too terrible, I can only look at her from afar, I'm not allowed to get close. It's better to make her into a Barbie doll and put it in the window.
We probably won't have the chance to meet in the future, and I don't want her to remember me.
I crumpled the note into a ball again and threw it into the trash can.
My dad called me to eat.
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