I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today-Chapter 243 - : No Way Out

Chapter 243: Chapter 243: No Way Out

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In the evening, Chang Weicai cooked a pot of sugar water with the remaining loquats.

Firstly, boiling it with water would give them a sense of ‘waterful’ satiety;

Secondly, the temperature was getting lower, and hot soup would provide some warmth.

After finishing the loquat sugar water, he ladled it out bowl by bowl, fortuitously there were exactly ten bowls in the cupboard.

The yellowish fruit flesh, pale orange soup, when served in pure white porcelain bowls, looked especially tempting.

Chang Weicai then took a spoon to portion the soup, ensuring that each bowl had a similar amount, then carried them to the dining table, and continued to ponder ways to fill everyone’s bellies.

Although there was no food in this house, the bottles and jars in the kitchen were not lacking in seasonings, a jar full of salt, another full of sugar, along with spices like pepper and bay leaves.

Lunch and dinner, everyone had spent two meals without eating anything substantial. If they didn’t eat tomorrow, it would definitely affect their strength. After all, they had only upgraded, not completely transformed their physical functions.

Chang Weicai took out the instant noodles, thinking that he would cook them tomorrow.

Whilst he was busy, the others seemed to have a lot more idle time.

The places to be searched had been repeatedly searched several times, even the sofas and cabinets were moved around for inspection, but nothing was found.

The storm outside did not stop, Lun Ang tried to brave the rain, but came back soaked, finding nothing.

Except for this house, there was only the forest downhill which seemed to have no end, as if it was an independent world.

Shen Mo and Yan Qingwen were both at their wits’ end.

They were trapped.

Apart from waiting for the rain to stop and the game to begin, there was nothing else they could do.

After dinner, everyone arranged the order for night shifts and went back to their rooms to rest.

Two people slept in one bedroom, another person slept on the sofa downstairs, leaving exactly three people to choose from for the night shifts.

Shen Mo returned to his room and found that Bai Youwei wasn’t asleep.

She sat in front of the window, her elbow propping up her face, silently looking at the rain outside.

The room was crowded with all sorts of dolls, which should have made the room feel crowded, but seeing her sitting alone among the pile of dolls, he felt an inexplicable sense that the room was spacious and lonely.

Actually, by now, Shen Mo’s anger had mostly dissipated, but remembering it still left a slight annoyance in his heart.

He didn’t like Bai Youwei joking about things like this.

He looked at the bed, then looked at the chair she was sitting on, asking her: “How did you get there?”

The wheelchair was downstairs, and she hadn’t brought a cane in, so unless someone had carried her there.

Bai Youwei turned her face, her dense lashes hiding deep, watery eyes. She lowered her head further, her face resting on her arm, her eyes fixed on him, calm and quiet, not saying a word.

Shen Mo walked over to her.

She softly spoke: “I really didn’t do it on purpose.”

Honestly, Shen Mo didn’t quite believe her.

He understood her quirky humor more than anyone else.

“I was sleeping very soundly. When you called me, I thought I was dreaming ” Bai Youwei explained in a whisper, “Afterwards I realized it wasn’t a dream and was about to respond to you when ”

She paused, an unnamed emotion flashing in her eyes. f𝐫e𝚎we𝚋n𝐨𝘃el.𝗰𝗼𝐦

Shen Mo patiently asked her: “What happened?”

But Bai Youwei just shrugged, slowly saying, “At the time, I was wondering if you would secretly kiss me while I was asleep, so I hesitated for a moment.”

Shen Mo:

Bai Youwei sighed again: “But I didn’t expect you to react that way, my shoulders were almost crushed.”

Shen Mo:

He was left speechless.

“Shen Mo, do you know?” She turned her face back towards the window, no longer looking at him, her eyes fixed on the rain streaks converging on the glass window, whispering, “If you turned into a doll, I would definitely cry.”