"Zihan, it's really not me, it's really not me..." This is the fifth time that she has said these words.

"OK, I know it's not you, I believe it's not you..." I hold the delicate hand to comfort a way.

"it's not me. I didn't put the doll..." Rag doll? Refers to the doll found in the palace three years ago?!

"Niang......" What do you want to say is interrupted immediately by me. I want to know what to say. Is it because of the "doll" that she and Zihan have evolved into today's situation?!

"OK, I believe in delicacy. I believe that dolls are not delicacy..."

"Xi'er, Xi'er......" When...