Chapter 52 The girl’s plea

A... doll named Xina?

The entire town of Pala is...a doll?

Before today, Xina had never thought about this issue. She was just following the bishop's teachings and getting closer to that perfect image seriously.

She thought that today would be a day to finish her work as a nun and end as usual, but she never expected that the confessional monologue from Xia Ming at the end gave her a huge shock.

I am...a doll?

She opened her eyes in confusion, looking helplessly at the ashamed expression on Xia Ming's face, once again losing the gentleness and calmness she usually displayed.

The eyes that were dull and enlarged due to shock looked so empty, as if the world view that had been established suddenly collapsed, and the settings, temperament, character, and emotions accumulated in this world suddenly collapsed like bubbles.

The shell that had been built all along, the whitewashed castle, was destroyed by the ruthless typhoon, revealing the empty and empty heart inside.

She has no memory of how she came to Pala Town.

She only remembered that since she had memories ten years ago, she had been taught by the Bishop what kind of rules to follow and what kind of person to be.

In the past ten years, she has been working hard to get closer to that perfect image.

It seemed that she would never take the initiative to create her own will and thoughts from the beginning. Her empty heart was like a machine without a program. When the bishop asked her to do something, her machine finally had a program to drive it, just like a human being.

I even wound it up tightly.

Gradually, she becomes more and more like a holy nun. She almost never thinks about why she has to become such a person.

Being respected and loved by the townspeople and praised by the priests and nuns in the church should have been a joyful thing, but she never felt any happy emotions because of it.

Their expressions were so unified, and their applause was so tacitly understood at the same time...

Are they... are they thanking and praising me... or are they respecting and loving this image called a nun?

If one day I abandon the image of a nun, will anyone still look at me with the same eyes?

I am...a doll.

They... too.

What on earth am I...?

What is it that my heart thinks... longs for...?

For the first time, Xina's face showed a fragile and painful expression. She looked at Xia Ming, who told her all the truth in the name of confession.

Xia Ming, please tell me, what should I do...?

"Sister Sister, please tell me, what should I do? How can I face Miss Xina in the future?"

Xia Ming did not answer her inner questions. Instead, he asked and begged her in an increasingly distressed manner, seeking an answer.

But Xina herself couldn't give such an answer.

She obviously wants to be a kind and perfect nun...

Obviously I can't refuse such a request...

But for the first time, Xina felt a trace of resistance and a trace of self-disgust in her heart.

"I...I don't know..."

"sorry, I do not know……"

The doll girl named Xina, this beautiful nun sister, showed her expression of breaking down and crying for the first time.

That little face with pear blossoms and raindrops has lost the holy love that could be seen from a distance but not played with in the past. It looks so delicate and pitiful.

She never refuses other people's requests and never asks for help from others.

She is like a doll, a programmed machine that never takes the initiative and will only react accordingly when someone comes to her door.

But at this time, she asked Xia Ming with such helpless and pitiful eyes.

"What should I do, Xia Ming, please... help me..."

"Help……"

She let out an almost mournful plea.

"Want me to help you?"

Xia Ming held his chin in his hand, admiring Xina's rare fragile cry, showing a smile of success.

"Isn't it common sense to expose your breasts when asking for help?"

Xina's cry stopped, and she was stunned for a moment, being caught off guard by Xia Ming's sudden skill.

She unbuttoned her clothes like an obedient doll. Xia Ming waved her hands and said:

"Forget it, I was joking just now, just show your belly. Wait, you really plan to show your belly! This is also a joke!"

The nun's uniform is a one-piece piece. Whether it exposes the breasts or the belly, it is actually the same as taking off all but the underwear. Hina silently put back the hem of the dress.

"In short, since you are still very confused and don't know what to do, just continue to live like this. Anyway, it will be a long time. Maybe you will figure it out and have new ideas as you live?

"

Xia Ming gave a solution that was not a solution.

He originally thought that Xina, who was controlled by the mind, would be indifferent to the random words he just made up, or trigger some program to go berserk.

Unexpectedly, everything went so smoothly. The empty heart of the puppet nun named Xina began to sprout her own emotions and will.

It seems that this route to save Xina's heart is not difficult.

In the next time, we only need to figure out Lao Pi's trick of dying together and get rid of him. This mission should be completed, right?

It's that simple?

Xia Ming felt something was wrong in his heart, always feeling that things would not end so easily.

Another five days passed like this.

Xina still lives a very normal nun's life as usual.

It's just that something has become different in daily life.

"Xina, wake up."

Hina opened her eyes drowsily, looked at the perfect and handsome face of the young man in front of her, muttered, and lingered greedily on the bed for a while, then lazily stretched out her arms, tightened her feet, and breathed

A big mouthful of cold air wakes me up, and my holy and loving temperament returns to me.

As always, she put on her clothes in front of Xia Ming as if she didn't care. During the process, Xia Ming's appreciative eyes were fixed on her beautiful and pure body.

Like a calm mother, she was loving and tolerant, allowing his wanton eyes to wander around her body, but her lips pursed slightly unconsciously, and a slight shyness and unspeakable sweetness slowly spread in her heart.

Eating the breakfast Xia Ming prepared for her, looking at the way he stared at her, her body felt slightly warm, perhaps because of the hot bread and hot milk.

There were bread crumbs and milk stains left in the corner of her mouth. Xia Ming reached out and used her fingers to remove these bad things that ruined her nun's temperament, put them into her mouth and ate them.

However, her eyes couldn't help but fall on the finger that Xia Ming put into her mouth, and she couldn't help but wonder about the taste of the fingertip that touched his lips and teeth...

In five days, nothing seemed to have changed.

But in Xina's empty heart, a violent earthquake and tsunami had changed her entire spiritual world.
Chapter completed!