"Dududu, Dongshan Lake Station has arrived. Passengers arriving at the station, please get off -"

I grabbed the handrail of the rolling elevator dejectedly, and together with a group of lifeless office workers, I was taken to the first floor of the subway station.

The first floor is mainly a wide platform composed of ticket office, ticket inspection office and gate.

There are still many people, all with clear goals and directions, walking quickly with their heads down.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden color flashed before my eyes.

It seemed like a doll walked past me.

I blinked my eyes, thinking I had an illusion.

But the doll had already stood facing the west wall of the hall and began to carefully study the city map on the wall.

It turned out to be an 11 or 2-year-old little girl with blond hair and blue eyes.

Her golden hair shines brightly under the light, and is tied into twin ponytails that are neither too long nor too short with bows. They are very elastic and will curl up as she walks, making her look like a naughty and lively person.

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His two eyes took up almost half of his face, and his pupils were as blue as the afternoon sky.

A foreigner?

Since the construction of the Xicheng District Film and Television City, it has been promoted as the city's main tourist attraction (along with Dongshan Lake), so it is not uncommon for foreign tourists to appear there.

But the face of this doll-like little girl is not entirely Western.

Many Western girls have a lot of freckles on their faces at this age, or their noses are too big and thick, but the little girl in front of me has a lot of oriental delicacy in her western style.

——Is he a mixed race?

Her skin was as white as fine porcelain, her blue eyes exuded a confident and serious cuteness, and her tightly pursed mouth seemed to be angry, but with such an annoyed look, it made people even more angry.

My heart is pounding.

The poet will definitely ask: Can Darwin's ruthless theory of evolution really create such a beautiful work of art?

Compared with me and all the living beings coming and going, she is simply a creature from two different worlds.

In addition to her natural beauty, her dress is also very sweet and lovely, so cute that she would not give ordinary people a way to survive.

He wore a short shirt with white lace on his upper body, and a short denim vest on the outside of the shirt. The edges of the vest were frayed.

There is a cute little red belt tied around her waist. Under the belt is a short black skirt, and her slender legs are covered with a pair of light pink striped stockings.

She also wore children's diamond-encrusted princess shoes.

If you just shrink her down and sell her as a Barbie doll, the sales will definitely be very good, right?

At this moment, she was dragging the red suitcase behind her with one hand, holding a folded note paper with the other hand, and carefully comparing it with the map on the wall.

Is this... is she lost?

Did this little girl who looks like a doll come to China to travel? Why was she separated from her parents? And she shouldn’t speak Chinese, right?

She stared at the map for a long time but couldn't figure it out, and her expression became increasingly impetuous.

But there was still a particularly proud look in his eyes, and he didn't seem to be the type to ask for directions.

I unknowingly got closer to her.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not one of those shameless lolita fans in H-comics, I just wanted to see if there was any way I could help her.

When you see a little girl who is alone in a foreign country, it is normal to want to help her, right?

Moreover, I feel an indescribable intimacy with her, as if she is not a stranger to me.

It's hard to explain, but it really feels like this.

However, as you know, my English scores are as bad as they have ever been.

Can I communicate with her?

"Hi~" I greeted the little girl with the gentlest smile I could.

I hope she won't be scared away by my fierce face, right?

She turned her face sideways and stared at me warily.

Although she is considered tall among her peers, her actual height is only about 140cm. If I look straight at her, I can only see my belly.

Because she had to raise her head to see my face, she looked offended and glared at me, as if she were a princess of some country and a lowly commoner like me should kneel down to speak in order to comply with basic etiquette.

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Because her attitude was so unfriendly and I didn't speak English, I was stunned for a long time, looking at her face.

After being stared at by me for a long time, she took a deep breath with irritated eyes.

"look--"

When she uttered a syllable, was it "look"? Could it be that she spoke Chinese? Or did I hear it wrong?

"——Look at your sister!!"

She stared at me very angrily and yelled the above sentence.

It was so loud that everyone in the hall could hear it.

It was in Chinese, and the pronunciation was very clear, and the intonation was also precise, and it appropriately expressed his extreme contempt and disgust for me.

Speaking of which, Miss Doll, you have a bad temper, right? I was trying to help you!

"Comrade... no, no, no, you, international friend, there is a little misunderstanding between us. Aren't you lost?"

"Your sister is lost!!"

She rushed up unexpectedly and kicked me on the calf!

The princess shoes kicked me firmly on the bone in front of my face.

It hurt me so much! I squatted down subconsciously and covered my painful calf.

"Eh? Why do you, such a naughty kid, kick someone..."

Without giving me any chance to breathe, the doll took advantage of my squatting opportunity, quickly raised its little hand, and slapped me hard!

"Crack!"

It was loud and clear, and the slaps continued in the hall for three days.

The left side of my face hurts so much.

I admit that I underestimated the enemy, but her attack could not cause any real harm to me, and besides, I would not use my true skills to deal with a little girl.

The doll saw that I didn't care about being hit twice. It frowned, crumpled up the note paper that it had been studying just now, and threw the paper ball towards my eyes with all its strength like a ball.

I stretched out my hand to catch the ball of paper, and when I looked again, the doll had already dragged the suitcase on wheels and ran away quickly.

"You pervert! You low-class people! Let me die!"

She shouted loudly as she ran, probably because she was worried that I would catch up, and she looked back from time to time.

The dancing twin tails quickly disappeared behind the crowd.

I didn't chase her, otherwise I would definitely be regarded by the onlookers as someone who was plotting against the little girl. Even now, the way they look at me is obviously different.

A mother who was obviously picking up her child from school hid her toddler, who had just entered elementary school, behind her back.

My heart is broken because you judge people by their appearance like this! And this mother, the one you hid just now is obviously a boy, right?

I'm not interested in cute boys! Also, please wipe off the two tubes of green snot your son is dragging from his nose!

I returned home with tears in my heart.

Dad waited for me to come in before turning on the gas stove, saying it would take a while before we could eat.

Dad didn't ask me why I came back later than usual. Maybe it's because he doesn't have a sense of time.

While waiting for dinner, I went back to my room and lay on the bed thinking about what had happened during the day.

It seemed like everything that could happen in a lifetime happened in one day.

So tired!

Suddenly, I felt something in my trouser pocket. I took it out and saw that it was the paper ball that the doll threw to me at the subway station. I caught it and stuffed it into my trouser pocket.

Out of curiosity, I unfolded the page of notebook paper to see what was written on it.

This notebook paper looks very high-end, and the ink written on it also exudes a nice fragrance.

But the content is a bit ridiculous.

The first half is entirely in English and I don't recognize a word of it.

The lower part began to be mixed with Chinese characters, and place names such as "Dongshan Lake" and "Western District" appeared. One place that is worth noting is "First grade of Qingzi Academy Junior High School".

Isn't that a private middle school for the rich second generation? Isn't this doll a tourist, but a student there?

In addition, all Chinese characters are written at the level of primary school students, which is full of childishness.

When I think of that doll's serious and proud expression, I want to laugh even more.
To be continued...