Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 97: morning

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The second day of the maze—

In the morning, everyone packed their things and set off to explore the maze.

Bai Youwei took the pen and paper as usual, walked all the way, and counted all the way.

Tu Dan's side still used the push-type walking method, but it was improved on the original basis. Bai Youwei didn't know how to change it, and didn't care. The two groups of people separated in opposite directions and quickly entered the depths of the maze.

Bai Youwei and Shen Mo are here lightly packed. Because of their way of walking, no matter how far they go, they will eventually go around the starting point to rest, so they don't need to carry too much luggage, so Zhang Tianyang considers it the most time-wasting way of walking.

On Tu Dan's side, there are big bags and small bags, and all the tents and boilers are brought with them. Because the characteristic of the push method is that people can't go back and must stay in the same position as the small flag.

On the way, Tan laughed and asked, "There are so many of them, will they find the exit before us?"

"Find it first if you find it first." Bai Youwei said disapprovingly, "It will save us trouble."

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that Bai Youwei was right!

So I felt more relaxed along the way.

Bai Youwei asked them again: "Yesterday I asked you to take time to look in the mirror, did you all look at it?"

"I saw it." He said while walking with a smile, "I didn't find anything unusual, just a doll that looks the same as me."

Bai Youwei turned to look at Cheng Weicai: "Where's Teacher Cheng?"

"My..." Mr. Cheng thought back for a moment and said slowly, "It's a bit strange, my doll seems to be very old..."

"… "

Everyone looked at him.

Teacher Cheng: "Oh, look at what I'm doing, I mean, I'm older than I am now, maybe... maybe eighty or ninety years old."

"Really or not?" Tan Xiao asked curiously, "Is there any difference in the dolls?"

It happened that there was a mirror in front of the passage, and Bai Youwei said, "Look at it, don't get too close."

Tan Xiao and Cheng Wei came to a stop about ten steps from the mirror, and two puppets appeared in the mirror: Tan Xiao's puppet was almost the same as himself, but Teacher Cheng's was at least 20 or 30 years older!

His face is full of wrinkles and age spots, his hair is all white, his teeth are sparsely falling out, and even his height seems to have shrunk, his back is hunched, and he is half a head shorter than the current teacher.

Teacher Cheng couldn't bear to look any further, and sighed and looked away.

Tan and laughing was very surprised. He looked left and right and kept looking at it, "What's the principle? What the hell is a fun mirror?... How can you make people look so old? Why haven't I changed? Why? Why?"

Endless chatter.

Bai Youwei turned her head and looked at Shen Mo who was pushing the wheelchair behind her: "Would you like to take a photo as well?"

Shen Mo was silent, and after a while he said, "I'm just like talking and laughing, nothing has changed."

Having said that, he went to the mirror—

His puppet appeared in the mirror.

It must be said that God treats him favorably. The people are handsome, and the dolls are extraordinarily delicate, standing there with long legs, like a model in the display window, which is admired and admired, but at the same time is too far away.

Shen Mo said there was no change, but Bai Youwei felt that there was.

It's just that this change is very subtle, hidden in every detail, the curvature of his mouth, the wrinkles between his eyebrows, and the indifference in his eyes...

Shen Mo's feeling has always been indifferent.

This indifference is reflected in his expressionless face for many years.

It's not that he has no emotions, but that he is good at restraining himself and is more rational and calmer than ordinary people. Laughing is light, and no matter how big the anger is, it will suppress the fire.

But his puppets gave people a cold sense of indifference.

As if there is no heart, indifferent to everything.