Bored.

This is the first time someone has said that about me.

Feeling a little fresh? No, it's scary, isn't it?

There is almost nothing that I can't do as a doll made by my mother, and all kinds of skills are "pre-set" by the family.

I can easily deal with all kinds of people and things, but it's not something I can be proud of, because my mother "set" me up like this.

As a puppet, I will completely abide by the "rules" that my mother has set for me.

So, boring shouldn't have been on me in the first place.

I can't understand it, and I definitely won't agree with it.

Because, to say that, would be to deny my existence.

If you want to blend 1/256 white with 255/255 black, the final result must be black.

Although if you look closely, there is still white in it, but what you can see in people's eyes is only black.

Therefore, in addition to the one percent of the heart that cannot be read, 99 percent of the people under the snow are made by the mother.

If 199 percent of me is denied, then what is the point of my existence as I am standing here?

"Hahaha, just kidding."

The color in the boy's eyes seemed to be gone, no, it was restored.

Reverted to its original state.

But at this moment, I could no longer feel even a trace of warmth from the boy's smile, and the arrogance that denied me without hesitation made me inexplicably wary.

Sure enough, there was something in his smile, and it must have been a lie.

It seems that the deception was not my delusion.

"Yang Nai, you're too serious, okay."

The boy looked at me with his chin propped up, and the smile on his lips seemed to be laughing at my fuss.

"I went too far just now, I'm sorry."

“...... No, nothing. ”

Of course I don't blame him, after all, I don't have the ability to blame him.

Because my mother didn't give me such a "function".

"Can you forgive me, then?"

Obviously, he didn't seem to be such a delicate person, but the boy fixed the topic on the question just now over and over again, which seemed to be a bit deliberate, but it made people unable to reproach.

The boy looked at me and put away his playful look, as if there was some special emotion in his eyes.

"I got carried away just now, I'm sorry, Yangna."

He clasped his hands together, and even if he smiled, he couldn't hide the apology on his face.

"Can you forgive me?"

“...... I didn't mean to blame you in the first place. ”

Maybe it's my delusion.

I shook my head slightly, probably trying to get rid of the cranky things in my mind just now, maybe I thought too much about it, so I would worry about a "child".

"Tianshu, you are too serious, what to forgive or not, in fact, it is nothing."

"Really?"

The boy's eyebrows were raised high, and he seemed to be happy.

"Thank you, Yono."

I shook my head wordlessly to say that I didn't need to be so formal, but when I subconsciously looked into the boy's eyes, I was shocked.

The boy's eyes seemed to be able to speak, and he was smiling, smiling happily.

But why?

But I was afraid.

It's as if I've never seen a teenager happy since the beginning.

But when you think about it, it seems to be true.

Because every time I see a teenager "smiling", there always seems to be something hidden in his eyes that I can't read.

It was the first time that I saw the boy's eyes and expressions remain the same.

That's why I'm scared, right?

Because if the smile just now doesn't represent the "joy" that the boy really craves in his heart, then why did the boy smile so happily just now?

What the hell is he laughing at?

"Speaking of which, I was lucky to have seen these two dolls when I was passing by the store."

The boy suddenly talked about the dolls.

He did it on purpose.

I don't know why, but I could feel that the boy must have read the fear in my eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Is it my delusion?

Or is the boy's original personality so bad?

"I love these two dolls."

The boy tilted his head slightly.

"There are a lot of really nice dolls in that store, but these are the two that I like the most."

"Tianshu, you like this kind of thing very much?"

"Dolls?"

The boy thought for a moment, then said:

"I like it very much."

"Well, I always thought that boys wouldn't be interested in this kind of thing."

"Haha, I guess my interests are a little special compared to the others."

The boy stretched out his finger and swiped lightly over the transparent box, as if by doing so, he could feel the temperature on the two dolls inside.

The same ice-cold.

"The puppet has no definite feelings, and no matter who its owner is, all it can do is lie there quietly and be at their mercy."

As he spoke, the young man's gaze gradually moved away from the puppet in the box.

He looked at me with the same look.

"If you think about it that way, they're actually quite pathetic, aren't they?"

“...... Actually, this is also a kind of happiness. ”

I don't know why I'm saying that, but I can probably tell what I'm talking about......

It's all lies.

"They don't have to think about anything, as long as they keep their owner's favorite expression forever and live, this is the value of their existence, so I think this is also a kind of happiness."

"Happiness...... Is it? ”

The boy's tone was very strange, and I could hear that he actually wanted to laugh, but he held back and tried his best.

"Your idea is also quite special, I never thought that there was such 'happiness' in the world."

Negative, or agree?

I didn't understand what the boy was trying to say.

"Now, Yono, you know what?"

The boy's gaze returned to the doll's body.

"Actually, these two dolls weren't originally a couple."

“......”

I didn't speak, but there was some surprise in my heart.

"Originally, they were supposed to be twins, but after I bought them, I bought another doll that looked like them, and then I broke up the twins."

As he spoke, the boy turned his gaze back to me again, and this time, his eyes were full of smiles.

"It's great that dolls don't cry, right?"

I didn't understand what the boy was trying to convey when he said this.

At least not understood at that time.

Looking back now, if I could have understood what he said at that time, I would at least be able to smile now.

For if even the color of the sun is black, who can come out and save us?