Okay, don't laugh, don't laugh, you don't have a sense of humor, you can't laugh at such a fun thing. Okay, don't laugh, don't laugh, find some doctor, I'm not sick, it's you who don't know how to appreciate, okay, don't get angry, I, I continued.

After Lin Hua went to the United States, Bao Hui was like crazy and wanted to go abroad, and it was useless to persuade her for a long time. A month later, Bao Hui happily told all her classmates that Lin Hua had completed all the procedures for her to go abroad, and she promised to be his girlfriend and go to the United States with him for development. I had no choice but to bless her, and then send her to the airport and watch her go to the United States with her family.

After she left, everyone was facing graduation, the classmates were busy with each other, Jiang Xiaolou didn't come to school much, and I was living like an invisible person again. There was no one at school who would talk, eat, or play with me, and the house was still empty and there was no one to accompany me. After my aunt lied for herself, the matter was quickly known by my parents, who occasionally came home and scolded me in a different way, and told me not to contact Bao Hui again, my parents must be jealous that I have a doll that is more important than them.

Bao Hui is the doll who always accompanies me, but she went to find her happiness, I miss her so much, I want to be the same as before. Did you know? Bao Hui and I have a feeling, every night when I dream, I see Bao Hui standing at the head of the bed with a painful face, her chest has been stabbed, and she is bleeding constantly. Behind Bao Hui was a man with a knife in his hand, I couldn't see who that person was, I could only see that the knife was stained with blood and was falling to the floor drop by drop.

I really wanted to see who was holding the knife, and I would wake up from my dream. Gradually, I understood that this was a calling, but also a prophecy, that I must go to America and see who the person standing behind her was. In the following days, I used self-harm and hunger strikes to force my parents to send me to the United States, to the city that belongs to Baohui.

On the first day I arrived in the United States, I settled my luggage and went to find Bao Hui excitedly. Since she left China, we have been in less and less contact, partly because of parental interference, and partly because Bao Hui is busy managing her well-being. Therefore, I didn't send her a text message when I came to the United States, and I wanted to surprise her, and I can imagine how happy she was when she saw me again.

However, things didn't go the way I thought, and the information that Bao Hui had left me in the email was her address, phone number, and school in the United States, all of which were incorrect. There was no girl named Bao Hui in that major at that prestigious school, the place where she lived was a park, and the phone number did not exist. I left a message for her on the Internet, emails, and messages, but none of them replied, and I was worried that the people behind Bao Hui had taken her away.

I took her photos and went to many places to look for her, such as schools with similar names, Chinese clubs, embassies in that city, and even very unfriendly police stations, but there was still no news of her. Because, others either dislike my poor English and don't understand the meaning of the expression, or they want to prove their relationship with her, or they ask me to produce the materials of her disappearance or death, and no one is willing to help me.

After two months of searching, just when I was desperate to go back to China to find her family, I met an old man in black on the street. He said that God would help me, and God said that whoever asks will receive, and whoever seeks will find it, and whoever knocks it will be opened to him. The old man introduced me to a church to pray for a miracle, and it was there that I met my current husband, Richard.

He is a very charming and patient man, and in him I found the feeling that Bao Hui looked at Lin Hua, and he was so happy that he was dizzy. Even with him by my side, I miss Bao Hui very much, that doll that is unique to me, and D senses his confusion and urgency, and he says that there is one of the most powerful forces in the world that can help people do anything, and this power exists in the church he believes in.

I begged him to help me, and as Richard's girlfriend, I was fortunate enough to witness the omnipotence of the Mangxing Cult. Under Richard's introduction, I joined the "Mangxing Cult" and met the leader of the sect who existed like a god. The sect leader was very kind and promised to help me fulfill my wish, and sure enough, a week later, the church found the person I was looking for--- Bao Hui!

At this time, Bao Hui had changed her name to Jenney, and she went to study at another school in another city. In the photo given to me by the church, she has long hair and no longer combs her ponytail, her eyes have become larger and deeper, and her face and complexion are more three-dimensional like that of a mixed-race girl, and I can see that Bao Hui is more beautiful than before.

I was very happy to know that she was doing well, and I was finally able to see my beautiful doll again. That afternoon, I bought my train ticket and ran to the city without a second of delay, and I waited quietly outside the door of her classroom. It wasn't until she walked out of the classroom door after class and saw herself standing at the door holding a large bouquet of roses that at that moment Bao Hui didn't laugh as she expected.

She, she actually said that she didn't know herself, I knew that the church would never find the wrong person, when Bao Hui rejected others before, her face also showed the same indifference and arrogance, she must be sick. In order to remind her of herself, in the corridor of the classroom where they came and went, I chased her and kept talking about many things from the past, from Lin Hua, the "school grass" who loved each other with her, to the annoying and scheming Jiang Xiaolou. I said that her mouth was dry, but she walked faster and faster, and she ran away.

Finally, I caught up with Bao Hui downstairs in their dormitory, who knows, she has always been gentle and well-behaved, and she suddenly became angry. She snatched the rose from her hand, threw it to the ground, and stepped on it again and again with her white and small foot. She kept pushing me with her hands, calling me a monster, and telling me to leave the school and stay away from her, as if I had seen an enemy.

But I didn't understand why she was angry, or what she was angry about.

Bao Hui saw that her face was calm, and shouted even more angrily, she had been lying to me when she was in school, Lin Hua had never liked her, Jiang Xiaolou had never hooked up with Lin Hua, everything was her imagination to deceive people. From Jiang Xiaolou writing a love letter to Lin Hua to Jiang Xiaolou's diary photos, she was the initiator. It was she who imitated Jiang Xiaolou's handwriting and made it up to make Lin Hua angry.