Legends of SD dolls and Gothic dolls!

Sister had been studying in Japan for three years and was about to return home when this happened.

The sky was blue that day, and my sister was riding her bike with a small backpack, humming very happily. But, as if suddenly compelled, she rushed into the fast lane without warning. She was hit by the fast approaching truck behind her and flew high into the air, then hit the ground like a falling meteor. Her sister had her favorite SD doll, Suzuko, in her backpack, and surprisingly, Suzuko was unharmed.

Mother rushed to Japan in a hurry, and the dying sister said only one thing to her mother: please take care of Suzuko for me.

Mom returned in a state of shock, bringing back her sister's ashes and Suzuko. I don't know why my sister entrusted me with a doll so solemnly on her deathbed, but since it was her last wish, I had to fulfill it to the best of my ability.

Lying in the crook of my arm, Suzuko wore a fine gauze dress of pure white lace, her eyes as black and shiny as the noblest onyx, her hair as soft and glittering as delicate satin. Her eyes were so large that they were about to take up her entire face, and her face was so small that it was only the size of a palm. I used to only know about Transformers Barbie Snoopy Hooligan Bunnies and the Teletubbies, but when I saw Suzuko's sad eyes, my heart fluttered.

My sister had told me about Suzuko many times, and she even started a blog just for her. From the blog, I know that SD dolls originated in Japan, and as soon as they were introduced, they quickly charmed the hearts of many doll lovers, so they were referred to as "perfect human beings", that is, SurpeiDollfie, abbreviated as SD. "Suzuko was bought by her sister on Taobao from a seller called "SD Queen". The SD dolls have their own profiles, horoscopes, blood types, and hobbies, and because Suzuko's profile is so similar to mine, she's a companion in her own country.

My sister left Suzuko's "unboxing photo," which is what the doll looked like when it first arrived. SD dolls can be assembled at any time, and everything about them can be changed, from the eyes, to the hair, to the body joints, to the hands and feet, to the arms and legs. My sister's blog portrait book records a little bit of Suzuko's growth over the past two years: as a bare-bottomed child at birth, with nothing on her bare head and no nice clothes, she was simply miserable. Suzuko is three months old, she wears a little pink princess dress that her sister bought for her, and her sister promises to wait until Suzuko is one year old to dress her up in a nice costume and take her to the prince's masquerade ball. Suzuko was one and a half years old, and not only did she have so many gorgeous dresses and outfits, but her sister had dyed her long burgundy hair. Her sister spent half a month's savings on this and ate instant noodles for a long time. At another SD doll party, a whole bunch of her friends circled Suzuko for a long, long time, each praising her for her extreme beauty, so her sister went off again to get Suzuko a better looking outfit with a smile on her brow.

I don't know if my sister is crazy, from the word of mouth, she seems to treat Suzuko as her own child, just to buy Suzuko, spent more than 8,000 yuan, just a set of ancient Chinese dress, is her living expenses for a few months. In addition, those earrings, bracelets, all kinds of lace flower rope, fur hat is to make her at times in the situation of not enough money, but she is happy to do so.

Suzuko's eyes hated sadness and wanted to kill me. I followed my sister's blogged account, cleansing her skin every day with a good makeup remover, cleanser, then applying sunscreen and isolation cream, meticulously applying makeup to take her out for a walk. If you don't, her eyes get even more sad and make your heart harden and ache.

There were a few days when I was just too busy to groom Suzuko, so her skin creased up and she aged rapidly and horribly.

I came home that day to see Suzuko in the corner of the balcony, huddled there alone and mournful, her tiny face streaked with tears, her eyes broken, her shoulders slightly shrugged like an angel's wings had been broken. I was terrified and rushed to pamper her, and it took a week for Suzuko to recover.

After my sister left, my days were regular and uneventful, like toothpaste that you can't remember too much or too little of with your eyes closed, indispensable but dull and uninteresting. In the midst of this boredom, the only comfort for me was Suzuko. I used to hug Suzuko and look into her big watery eyes for hours, sometimes her eyes were so innocent and mesmerizing that you couldn't tell where you were. It's just a precious gift left to me by my sister, and I value her more than life.

The winter went on like this, from cold to colder, from colder to constant cold. I still went to McDonald's every month to buy a Happy Land package because my sister had always asked me to help her collect the new toys that McDonald's released every month before she was born. I remember my sister's life line on her palm was very, very short. I don't believe in palm lines, but I do believe in the power of the palm, and I believe that my destiny is in my own hands.

I say a lot of things to Suzuko every day, and when I hear my words, Suzuko's eyelashes always flutter slightly. I wash Suzuko's hair with her sister's favorite Ikaruga shampoo so that she smells like her sister. I put her hair in the twisted braids that my sister always wore, and I made Suzuko a little dress out of my sister's clothes.

Every morning when I woke up, I noticed that Suzuko had moved. In my sleep, I often felt cool teardrops fall onto my face, breaking into five petals like plum blossoms on my face.

After my sister left, I have been feeling mentally ill, my whole body sickly and in a trance, unable to bring myself to do anything. It was only when I was with Suzuko that I felt excited.

Suzuko's clothes are old, and I want to buy her a new outfit.

Suzuko's clothes are old and I want to buy her a new one. So I opened Taobao, logged in with my sister's username and password, and went to the store she frequents, "SD Queen." The wide array of beautiful clothes for SD dolls is breathtaking, and this store is really cheaper than others. The owner of the shop, SD Queen, greeted me warmly, and her avatar was a witch with a long nose.

"Hi there! Here again?"

"Hello!"

"How's Suzuko?"

I froze, how did she know my doll's name was Suzuko?When the SD Queen saw that I was silent, she typed a smiley face emoji on her computer, "I remember the name of every doll that lives in my place that I sell."

So that's how it is.

"Suzuko's fine, I want to buy her a new outfit."

"Sure, take your pick, there's a lot of new outfits lately."

I browsed through the various outfits and spotted a red plaid dress, as my sister had a set like that. I placed my order and was just about to go offline when the SD Queen said, "Tell you what, let's meet and trade, the courier fee for delivery will be saved, I'm in the same city as you."

I thought, even in the same city, the transportation cost may not be more cost-effective than the $5 delivery fee. I tried to insist, but the SD Queen said, "I want to see Suzuko, I miss her."

My heart softened and I agreed to the SD Queen's request, and we agreed to meet at 8:00 p.m. the next day at another KFC restaurant.

That night, I saw Suzuko in my sleep, and Suzuko's tears were rolling down her face, each one the size of a grape. She shook her head desperately at me and whispered, "Don't go, you mustn't go!"

"Don't go where?"

She choked on her tears and couldn't speak, she just dropped her tears one after another. Seeing her cry like that made my heart ache, so I wrapped my arms around her tightly. In a daze, I woke up, Suzuko was lying next to my pillow. I smoothly touched her face, which was wet. I sighed and went back to sleep

The next night, it was raining and it was cold and chilly. I walked down the street with Suzuko in my arms, shivering, big puffs of white up coming out of my mouth, like a small cloud floating in front of myself under the streetlight. The 24-hour convenience store on the side of the road was steaming outward, and the kanto boils were gurgling and bubbling in an electric skillet.

I clutched Suzuko to my chest as I boarded the bus, and the driver glanced toward Suzuko, his face bristling. The windshield wipers on the bus calmly wiped away the rain that fell from the sky before a new one came back to blur the road ahead. That night, the driver lost his temper and drove the car like a roaring beast, whistling through the darkened main road. When he reached the end of the line, he had to stop, and my reeling heart was pinched hard. The driver slumped over the wheel with his head in his hands; he was young, but the ghastly white color of his face frightened me.

I walked down the street with Suzuko in my arms, there was cold darkness everywhere, I was like a mink traveling through the night, and the street was quiet as if I had taken a drug.

I walked into the brightly lit KFC and I snapped back into focus. I was just about to pull out my cell phone to contact the SD Queen when I saw a woman waving at me. I hesitantly walked over.

"I'm the SD Queen," she said.

I couldn't really tell how old the SD Queen was; she was thin, with a slightly pointed chin and a nose that hooked up a bit. She wore a pair of small, round eyes with thick lenses. Behind the lenses were cold, serious eyes, as if they were a microscope that was looking at cells. Under her gaze, I felt like I was being nakedly spied upon.

The SD Queen took one look at Suzuko and said, "Oh, it's so nice that you brought her."

She said this without a hint of joy or tone of voice, I brought Suzuko as if it were no more emotionally different than if I had brought a newspaper or a purse.

The SD Queen gestured for me to sit down. She dipped her fries in blood-red ketchup and carefully brought them to her mouth as if she were eating poison. Her face and the lines on her skin simply looked like bread that had been sitting out too long. I sipped my iced Coke, sweating on the outside of my paper cup.

The Queen of SD licked the last bit of ketchup dry and popped up, "Suzuko has been long in the tooth. Her luster is gone, and there's not much point in keeping a doll like that, so why don't you give her to me, and I can get you a brand new SD doll that's guaranteed to be even more beautiful and adorable than Suzuko!"

I was frozen, didn't the SD Queen say she just wanted to see Suzuko? How could she even want Suzuko back?

"No, I'm not giving it to you, it's my sister's legacy and I'm keeping it with me." I said.

"What? Your sister is dead?" The SD Queen's eyes lit up, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly and her eyes narrowed into slits.

I turned away in disgust.The SD Queen stopped me, "Better give me Suzuko, in exchange I'll give you a doll that looks like your sister."

The SD Queen's cheeks moved as she chewed on her fries, her eyes forced as if they were two sharp swords. I felt as if she was chewing on me, and the bones in my body clicked and seemed to fall apart.

I seized the door in anger. The wind was blowing and the trees were cloaked. Suzuko's lips were shivering in the cold wind and rain. I came to hug her tightly, saying in my heart, Suzuko is mine, no one can take it away from me!

Before I went to bed, I kissed Suzuko and then put her in her cot. The bed was covered in rose petals, and I knew that she would have trouble sleeping with even one rose petal curled up. So I double-checked the flower bed again.

I went to sleep and it wasn't long before I fell asleep. Terrible dreams! I saw the SD Queen grasping Suzuko hideously and Suzuko hanging helplessly by her arms and legs.The SD Queen pinned her to the table and sucked hard on Suzuko's lips. Suzuko fought back desperately, but after a while she went limp.The SD Queen sucked and sucked as hard as she could, and Suzuko shriveled up, slowly becoming nothing more than a miserable, wrinkled, empty shell.The SD Queen laughed out loud, glowing and full of energy.

I yelped and woke up with a start. It was only just 11:00 a.m. I walked over to the bed of flowers to check on Suzuko, all the petals on the bed had fluttered down to the floor, and Suzuko looked bleak, cloaked, and waxy, as if she'd just been through a major catastrophe.

I didn't know what to do, so I hugged her to myself. Suzuko was cold and clammy, and Suzuko was still shivering vaguely, so I tucked the covers in for her, and it took a while for her to warm up. Then I went back to sleep.

In a haze, I heard Suzuko shivering in my ear, "The SD Queen is a witch! t She created us and then used us to control humans!"

I didn't understand what Suzuko was talking about. She looked nervous and told me: the SD Queen cast witchcraft on them, and as long as humans stare into the eyes of the SD dolls, their essence and vitality will be sucked out of them by the SD dolls, and that's why so many of the players of the SD dolls are always sickly looking. After the SD doll remembers the person's vitality, the SD Queen will try her best to retrieve the SD doll, and she will then suck the popularity from the SD doll and use it to maintain her life and magic.

In order to achieve her goal, the SD Queen created a large number of SD dolls, and now they are scattered all over the world. The SD dolls that have been poisoned by witchcraft are emotionless and only know how to obey the SD Queen's orders. But after Suzuko has had her fill of her sister's love, and especially after seeing her protect her from being run over by a car at the end of her life, Suzuko has changed. She was no longer a doll who only knew how to ask for love, something more viscous than blood had arisen in her heart, something called affection. It prevented her from letting go and left her heart hanging in mid-air. That's why she fought to the death to tell me this sinful secret, in the hope that I would be able to free those under the witch's control.

I was awakened once again, was that a dream or reality just now? Was everything Suzuko had told me true? It was a long night and I couldn't sleep anymore, so I got up and called my computer.

SD Queen was still online, and when he saw me come online, he offered to give me a smiley face.

"I'm sorry I treated you badly at the restaurant tonight, please forgive me." She said.

I didn't want to ignore her.

"Please give me Suzuko, in exchange I will give you Mimi."

He said passing me a picture of a screamingly cute SD doll.

I typed two words: no.

"Then I'll send you another doll that's incredibly beautiful."

The SD Queen came through with another picture. I hit the cancel button before the transmission was finished. This infuriated the SD Queen and she cracked, "Don't toast me! I've been kind enough to swap dolls with you, and if you don't, I'll turn Suzaku into a dead lump of wood!"

I typed again, Don't intimidate me, I'm not afraid!

The SD Queen stormed out. "You wait!" She said.

I looked back at Suzaku and her lips seemed to move. I hurriedly put my ear to her mouth and I heard her talking to me in a very faint voice. I felt a tiny tremor of my broken hair around my ear, as if it was being lifted by a faint current of air.

I called, "Suzuko, Suzuko, what are you telling me?"

Suzuko didn't answer. I was the only voice in the empty room at night, and it sounded like a strange bird chirping, echoing all around.

Suzuko's brow furrowed, and suddenly she closed her eyes in exhaustion. I shook her vigorously, Suzuko what's wrong with you? What's wrong? Suzuko didn't respond, her body gradually stiffened in my hands, finally turning into a hard rubber doll. And her hair turned all white in the blink of an eye, which made her look delicate two vicissitudes.

I bawled.

On the computer screen, the SD Queen's avatar lit up again: how about that, Suzuko's dead, right? One day, she'll come back to me.

I wiped away my tears and typed a line, You won't get what you want!

The Queen of SD laughed: We'll see who gets it in the end!

I stayed on Taobao, and found that the SD Queen had a high volume of transactions, and there were not buyers who bought her SD dolls. No, I must stop these transactions, if the enchanted SD dolls to the earth, there will be more people will be victimized.

How can I prevent the tragedy from happening? I had to let everyone know about the SD Queen's plot ah. So I kept posting on the community forum:

"SD Queen is a black-hearted seller, don't fall for it!"

"SD Queen's dolls are haunted, don't buy them!"

"SD Queen's dolls will bring you tragedy!"

But, frustratingly, my post was deleted just after I sent it out, and it simply can't be seen by everyone. Here's why! I contacted the webmaster and asked him why he had deleted my post. His answer was simple: we can't allow malicious and libelous posts to flow onto the Internet, which would damage the image of our site and would not be conducive to carrying out normal trading activities.

I tried my best to explain to him the magic and sorcery of the Queen of SD, but he replied, "You've been watching Harry Potter for too long, haven't you? No matter how much I explained, the webmaster just wouldn't listen to me. I had no choice but to check the SD Queen's sales records again. Fortunately, the IDs of those buyers who had bought her dolls were still there. In the dead of night, I was surprised that the avatars of individual buyers were still blinking!

I hurriedly conversed with them and told them what I knew about SD Queen's plot. They would be skeptical. I said, "You must not let your SD dolls go back to the SD Queen! The SD Queen will use every trick in the book to get the dolls back!

A buyer named Chihuahua was silent for a long time, and finally said quietly, "I believe you, because I do feel the magic of SD dolls. I've been having a lot of bad luck lately, the other day after washing my doll Aloe's hair, I went to plug in my hairdryer without drying my wet hands and almost got electrocuted. Then I nearly cut off half a finger while making myself a vegetable salad. A few days later, I crossed the street and once again misread a traffic light by mistake, and luckily the traffic cop pulled me out of my stupor, or else the consequences would have been unimaginable.

I said, it's all the magic of the SD Queen, she's trying to destroy us.

Chihuahua said, I understand, but I have no way to fight the SD Queen, I have no power.

She made a crying face.

I said, can you help me along to find the other customers of the SD Queen, we have to tell them the truth so they can be prepared. Chihuahua said, yes, that's all I can do for now.

Through our search, we found out that SD Queen's buyers were everywhere, like dandelions in the fall, when the wind blew, there were seeds everywhere. We just had to talk to them one by one and then request them to reach out to more victims.

After a full night's work, Chihuahua and I contacted a number of buyers of the SD Queen, who seemed to take us at our word. It was a successful start, at least they didn't ostracize us.

As the sun rose, I laid the stiff Suzaku on her cot and placed a bouquet of full suns by her side, my sister's favorite flower, white and pale, small and fragile, like a dream shattered at the touch.

I also put a card by Suzuko's side, which reads, "The passing of the years is no longer a good time, and the flowers are all resting in the confluence." This is both in memory of my sister and Suzuko.

In the afternoon, it was time for my housekeeper to come to my home to clean the house. The bellhop came half an hour later than usual, wearing a big mask. When I asked her what was wrong, she said in a jar that she had a cold.

The bellhop didn't clean the room as systematically as usual; she wiped this one time, touched that one time, and looked distracted. I didn't think much of it and went along with her.

I was sitting in my study surfing the internet when I suddenly realized that my sister's blog had been updated. The updated page had this written on it, "We need to learn to cherish every day of our lives, because, the beginning of each of those days will be the first day of the rest of our lives. Unless we are about to die."

This is a quote from my sister's favorite movie, American Beauty. My tears flowed silently, sister, is that you? Where are you?

The wind blew in through the window and the water fountain gurgled a few times. Under the sunlight, the water in the bucket rose and fell together, like the gaze Suzuko once held, clear and warm. I suddenly thought of Suzuko and developed a strong urge to hug her.

I walked quickly into the bedroom, and the scene in front of me was unbelievable; the bellhop was carrying Suzuko's feet upside down, and was squinting and laughing strangely. I sprinted over to her and snatched Suzuko from her hands.

"What are you doing?" I questioned her.

The bellhop stammered something incoherent. I snapped, thinking that she sounded a little strange, not selling the way she usually talked. I took advantage of its not ready a ripped off her mask ----- days, actually SD Queen!

SD Queen saw me recognize her trick, grunted and sneered more than. I picked up the phone, want to dial 110. but, SD Queen step up on the windowsill, jumped down! My house is on the 10th floor! I darted to the window to see where the SD Queen was.

I returned to my computer in shock, my sister's blog was still being updated, it listed the SD Queen's sins in detail, revealing all of her plots.

Chihuahua's computer skills are very good, she overcame the network administrator, the sister's blog posts on the top of the "Taobao" community forums of the essence of the post, the number of people who viewed it rose sharply, the click rate quickly exceeded the 10,000 mark, and followers of the posting of the numerous people are also countless. Countless netizens are denouncing, saying that the SD Queen must not be allowed to succeed! The SD Queen must not be allowed to exist!

The buyers of the SD Queen were among them, and as if waking up from a dream, they reviewed some of their recent situations and indeed found many ghostly YingQuan. They wrote about them in their postings, and more and more people found out that there was something fishy going on with the SD Queen. the SD Queen's store was in a precarious position, like an eggshell that crumbles at the slightest touch, and the overflow of egg juice stirred her business into a frenzy.

We were discussing how to defeat the SD Queen on the postings, and one netizen said that there was only one way to do it, and that was to destroy the SD dolls in one's hands. Only by destroying the dolls with magic will the SD Queen and their plot to destroy humanity fail.

The Chihuahua called out on the thread, "What? Destroy my little aloe? I ......" The words that followed were swallowed hard, the sales volume was swallowing a razor blade that cut through her entire chest.

Other buyers of the SD Queen reacted the same way, "This is a few thousand dollars to buy ah, say destroy and destroy, crazy, right?"

The SD Queen came online, she laughed maniacally at me in the dialog box, "Between you people, you are born with a deep gully, between the gully is the river, is the sea, there is no way to cross it, you just die this heart!"

The Queen of SD disappeared with those words, as if the mercury in a thermometer had leaked to the ground and then quickly vanished without a trace, and I felt a chilling sense of inaction.

Tonight I continued to monitor the SD Queen's sales records on the Internet, and I spoke to the new buyers at great length, telling them the true nature of the SD Queen, passing on the 10,000 followers on the Internet, and asking them to take steps to stop the SD Queen's magic from succeeding.

"I'm going to tell you a big secret! " said Chihuahua impatiently.

"What?"

"This afternoon, I was carrying Aloe down the stairs, and then somehow my feet suddenly gave out and I rolled down the stairs!"

"Oh my god, it's the SD Queen's magic again!"

"Yeah, I rolled down the stairs and my leg fell apart. Guess what I saw?"

"Come on."

"A yellow head of paper fell out of Aloe's torn up torso, and on the head of the paper were densely written symbols in some kind of blood, and I bet it was a magic spell cast by the SD Queen!"

"Jesus!"

"Later, I burned the head of this paper with fire. As the paper turned to ashes, I felt indescribably pleasant, a kind of disembodied relief, and my groggy mind cleared up all of a sudden.

"Ah, it turns out that by destroying the spell inside the doll, the SD Queen's One Witchcraft is out of order, we need to tell more victims about this!"

Chihuahua shot a grin and said, "I've thought of that for a long time, I've got all the secrets inside Aloe on my digital camera and I'll be able to upload it to the internet soon!"

The Chihuahua did what it said it would do, and in less than half an hour, a post titled "SD Doll's Big Reveal" hit the top of the list, and the post was illustrated and very convincing.

Meanwhile, my sister's blog is still being updated, and more and more people are following it. The blog lists a long list of single words, all of which are the victimization records of the buyers of the SD Queen, Chihuahua's ID are doing links, just click on it, you can Christmas with them to verify the authenticity of the incident.

Ironclad evidence of culpability. the SD Queen has nowhere to hide, and her buyers have become fully convinced that they are buying a magic doll. Many of them found tools to open the bodies of their dolls, and sure enough, they all found yellow paper with spells written all over it! The flames went up and the evil was paid for.

I picked up Suzaku and tried to remove the spell from her body. However, her body was hard as a rock, and no matter what tools I used, it didn't budge. My heart went cold, did I have to treat her so desperately?

On the computer, my sister's blog had new words and pictures, and I saw Suzuko lying alone in the blaze, and below the picture was a small line that read, "Reunited with the wind."

Is this the place my sister has found for Suzuko? Was she implying to me that this was the only way out?

Yes, Suzuko has been brutalized by the SD Queen, I have no other way out but to burn Suzuko!

Suzuko was lying cold on the bed with teardrops still on her eyelashes, I thought that if she was sentient she would agree with what I was doing.

I carried Suzuko to the bathtub and laid her down on her beautiful flower binding. Suzuko looked very peaceful and I kissed her one last time. I lit her saree fire rose up, wrapped her in the middle, Suzuko seemed to smile poignantly ......

Outside the window countless birds rose up in the air, fluttering their wings, scattered feathers, whose memories will that be?

My tears can not stop rolling down, my heart is twitching, knife twisting like pain.

Suzuko's ashes were spread out in the clean white bathtub, I slowly unscrewed the faucet to release the hot water and the ashes flowed away with the steaming hot air.

The SD Queen's ID was blocked, her store disappeared, and I was like the kid who looks at a field of leftover red with propelled bewilderment after setting off all of his new firecrackers.

Sister is gone, and Suzuko is ruined. "Life is like crossing a great sea, and we meet in this same narrow boat. When we die, we go to the same shore, and then we go our separate ways to different worlds. "I thought about Tagore's words and suddenly burst into tears, like crushed grapes