In May 2119 AD, humans began to become dolls.

Walking on the street, eating in the restaurant, and trying on clothes in the mall, those poor people stopped before the change, and before they even had time to put away their smiles, they turned into a static human-shaped doll.

There is no warning, and there is no reason to find.

People are confused, afraid, crazy and desperate.

They raised bright red banners to demonstrate, questioning that this was a terrorist attack by a mysterious organization, or hype the invasion of alien civilizations on the Internet, and some people took their families to take refuge in the countryside... They did everything they could do, but the people around them still turned into dolls one by one.

Gradually, people became numb.

What should I go to school, what should I go to work, what should I do in my life?

However, every day, TV news has added another link—

After reading the press release, the broadcaster will use a standard broadcasting accent to inform the audience: "If you find someone around you has become a doll, please call the emergency number 123, and the relevant departments will deal with it in time..."

The so-called processing is to package the dolls and send them to scientific research institutions.

It would be fine if scientists could figure out what they could figure out. If they couldn't figure out what they wanted, they would wait for their families to claim them. After that, whether to be buried or put as decorations at home depends on the family's mood.

Bai Youwei watched the news for a while and saw that the time was almost over, she picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, then pressed the button on the wheelchair and headed towards the restaurant.

She had disabled legs, her parents divorced since childhood, and each formed a new family. She probably felt guilty about her daughter, and the couple never ruthlessly spent money on Bai Youwei, so she let her live in the most luxurious villa and hire the most expensive nanny, but she couldn't spare time to spend with her daughter.

However, Bai Youwei doesn't care about this.

She has long been used to being alone.

The restaurant clock is ticking, and the minute hand is pointing at 12:10. Bai Youwei eats on time at 12:00 noon every day, only morning and evening, but there is no dish on the table now.

The surroundings are very quiet, and the ticking of the clock makes this gorgeous villa even quieter.

Bai Youwei waited for a while and smelled the smell of burnt drizzle from the kitchen.

She adjusted her direction and slid over in the wheelchair. The nanny was standing stiffly beside the gas stove, her hands maintaining the cooking posture, but there was no movement.

The nanny turned into a doll, just now.

It's still the original face, but the material is completely different. The living flesh and blood have turned into plastic skin, glass beads' eyes, chemical fiber hair...

The original nanny at home returned to her hometown to take refuge. The nanny in front of her had just arrived for two days. Bai Youwei had not even remembered the other person's name, but now she is like this.

She stared at it for a while, then slid over in the wheelchair, turned off the fire, and called the emergency number 123 as stated in the news.

Always busy.

Bai Youwei thought about it and called her mother. The nanny was the one she hired by her mother, so she should be able to contact the nanny's family.

The phone was connected, and the voices of talking, laughter, and music were mixed... Her loneliness was revealed alone.

It's so harsh.

She explained the matter clearly in a few words and then hung up the phone.

The room was quiet and the outside was quiet. The scorching sun was scorching the earth, the garden pool reflected the shimmering light, a fusanthemum flower drooped purple flowers and leaves under the scorching sun, everything was sparse and normal, but Bai Youwei knew that this world had long become abnormal.

...

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sound of a car engine came outside the villa.

Bai Youwei saw a tall man ringing the doorbell through the window.

She thought for a moment, went to the kitchen to get a folding fruit knife, and slid out in a wheelchair.

Through the iron gate, the man was tall and cold, and under his long dark eyebrows were a pair of deep and quiet pupils.

I was vaguely familiar, but I couldn't remember where I saw it.

"Are you Vivi?" His voice stopped slightly, with the rusty he had met for the first time, "I am Shen Mo. Your mother knows something happened here, so let me pick you up."

Bai Youwei was stunned.

Shen Mo... No wonder she felt familiar just now. It turned out to be Uncle Chen's son, and he looked a little similar to Uncle Shen.

I forgot to say that Uncle Chen is her mother's good friend and a business partner. In fact, Bai Youwei believes that the title of "spare tire" is more suitable.

Bai Youwei silently put the fruit knife into her pocket and opened the yard door—

Shen Mo looked at the girl in front of him.

Pale skin, long soft hair, a long light blue shirt and skirt wrapped her from her neck to her feet. As the name suggests, just looking at her, you can't help but think of white, soft, tender, faint, and other words.

She looks very well-behaved, not as difficult as Aunt Wang said.

"Pack up your things and I'll take you to Yangzhou." Shen Mo said concisely.

Bai Youwei shook her head: "Don't go."

Shen Mo was a little surprised and raised his eyebrows and said, "The city is not safe now. All those who can go have been evacuated. If you stay here and have no one to take care of you, you will die sooner or later."

Bai Youwei lowered her head and looked at the delicate patterns on her skirt, "If I don't go, I'm going anywhere, I'll be dead."

Shen Mo didn't expect her to be so stubborn.

He is not good at persuading people, and he doesn't know how to coax children. He takes a step and walks directly into the house, "Which room do you live in?"

Bai Youwei stared at him suspiciously, her eyes flashing, "What do you want to do?"

Shen Mo ignored her, walked around after entering the house, found her bedroom accurately, and began to pack clothes and daily necessities.

The girl followed in with a little aggrieved expression.

After putting on his clothes, Shen Mo stood in the room and looked around for a while and asked, "Where is the medicine?"

Bai Youwei lives in a wheelchair all year round, and medicine is a necessity.

She kept silent.

He simply stopped asking.

The room quickly became messy.

Bai Youwei sat in a wheelchair and watched him rummaging through the cabinets, clasped his hands tightly, and his voice was very low: "You... do you think now that you saved a lonely and helpless girl. You are amazing and great?... But do you know that you are actually harming me?"

Shen Mo stopped, his expression calm and unpredictable.

Bai Youwei took a deep breath and continued, "Have you considered the consequences of forcibly taking me away?... When I arrived in Yangzhou, I was a woman or a cripple. How should I live? Do you know that I even need someone to help me eat and go to the bathroom, and I have to wear diapers when I go out far away. You are..."

She inhale, "You don't know anything at all! I won't go with you!"

At the end of his voice, his voice was hoarse and he was crying with a torment of crying.

Shen Mo looked at her and was silent for a while. He lowered his voice: "I really don't understand, but I understand at least one thing--you will die faster when you stay, and leave, and maybe there is hope."

hope?

Bai Youwei felt cold in her heart.

Even her biological parents didn't want to see her. Her life was like a walking corpse. Even if the world was as usual, she had no intention of continuing to live.

She is a hopeless waste!

Shen Mo walked to Bai Youwei, his dark eyes were oppressed, and his tone was calm and firm: "Don't worry, I will send you safely to Yangzhou."

Bai Youwei bit her lip.

She has no choice.

Shen Mo pushed Bai Youwei away from the villa and came to the off-road vehicle on the side of the road.

He picked Bai Youwei up from the wheelchair and felt that she was incredibly light. Although she was thin, she was not uncomfortable. The girl in her arms was soft.

Her face leaned against his chest, a faint fragrance lingering, and the aroma of milk rose shampoo and the medicinal smell mixed together to form a strange fragrance, with an indescribable feeling.

Looking at the tight little face, he felt a little soft-hearted and comforted again: "I'll drive quickly, I'll get there in an hour and a half. There is someone there to take care of you, so don't worry."

Bai Youwei obviously resented his might and ignored him with a stern face.

Shen Mo smiled, closed the rear door, sat in the driver's seat and turned the keys-

Not long after, he found out that he had miscalculated.

The situation is more serious than expected, and dolls appear on almost every road. Although the reason why people become dolls is unknown, it is well known that the places where dolls appear are high-risk areas, and everyone will avoid such roads when traveling.

Shen Mo began to walk around, and after more than an hour, he finally arrived at the highway intersection.

The expressway is not peaceful either.

Looking around, there were all cars, and there were probably sixty or seventy cars, parked crookedly in the middle of the road, and some cars collided, and the people in the car didn't know what they were doing.

At the end of the convoy, there were many people who had just arrived on the expressway like them. Those people stood outside the car, stretching their necks to look around, hesitating whether to continue moving forward.

Shen Mo got off the car and asked about the situation.

Bai Youwei lay beside the car window and listened to those people's comments:

"What should I do? Are you still leaving?"

"Let's go? There are dolls in front of you, how can we get over?"

"Would you wait for death here if you don't leave? In the nearest cities, only Yangzhou and Taizhou, no one has become dolls!"

"Where are other roads? Are there dolls on other roads?"
To be continued...