Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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P.S.: Things might be a bit unstable these next couple of days, please forgive me, I've been really busy.

395 女孩

Great, it started raining heavily as soon as we got back. This isn't London, where is there so much rainy weather?

It should be springtime, but it's still snowing. There's no sign of warming up, and the snow is as continuous as the rainy season.

Clearly, God wasn't planning to greet them with good weather...

The group could only use the umbrellas they had bought at the airport to run all the way to the street, and then take a taxi back to the bar.

Even with an umbrella, it was useless in this kind of weather; everyone got soaked to the bone.

"Phew, damn weather... 12 Hudson Street, Outer Ring of Wall Street, Valhalla Bar, thanks."

Although you don't have to get wet in the rain, the cramped space inside the car and your clothes getting wet from the rain still make you feel uncomfortable.

This time, Luo Fan chose to sit in the passenger seat.

"So, are you here on a business trip or for tourism?"

The driver seemed like a talkative person, and he was still working even at this hour... but that's not surprising.

There were quite a few people, and the girls each got into their own taxis and were on their way home.

"I'm back from my business trip."

Luo Fan didn't want to continue the conversation; he was already very tired.

The driver could tell, of course, that he had seen far too many people like him, struggling to make a living. Every day, as he drove around the airport, he would run into a few of them, just like himself, all of whom had it tough.

"It's best to stay home and avoid going out too much lately, since things are indeed quite chaotic in China right now."

In response to the driver's reminder, Luo Fan simply waved his hand, indicating that he needed to rest for a while.

No matter what the driver described as chaotic, it would never be as chaotic as what I saw in the quarantine zone...

"Alright then, get some rest. I'll call you when we get there."

The driver didn't say anything more and focused on driving. His years of experience had taught him the importance of reading between the lines.

In the silence, only the intermittent sound of rain pattering against the car body, like incessant white noise, made one drowsy. But Luo Fan had no idea that someone was waiting for him at his doorstep...

......

"We've arrived. Good night, ladies and gentlemen."

"Thank you, good night, sir."

Considering Luo Fan's mental state, the driver did not drive fast throughout the journey, maintaining a steady pace for more than an hour before arriving. Luo Fan was quite grateful to him for the good quality rest he had received, and naturally gave him a larger tip.

"Finally back! I'm so sleepy."

The architect broke the silence, making the surveyor want to kick her into the rain to wake her up.

No one had the energy to pay attention to her shouts, and they followed Luo Fan back into the bar.

The air was finally filled with the aroma of wine, and the heating was on. Even though it wasn't a natural scenic spot, it was still refreshing and made people linger.

The girls went up the stairs one after another to go back to their rooms to wash up, but Luo Fan remained sitting behind the bar, ready to have a few drinks.

However, he forgot to lock the door when he arrived...

"Where did the executioner put my black rum?"

He was engrossed in searching the liquor cabinet, completely unaware of the subtle movement behind him, when a clap of thunder suddenly boomed, startling him.

"That's impossible. How could all three of them have finished it in such a short time?"

More than anything else, Luo Fan wanted to have a drink after he was tired.

"gentlemen."

After an unknown amount of time, a young but slightly hoarse female voice came from behind.

Luo Fan shook his head: "I'm sorry, miss, we're already closed... wait a minute."

Why are there still people here at this hour, and what's with the noise...?

Luo Fan immediately turned around. Apart from the dimly lit bar, there was only silence, with nothing to disturb his ears.

"Sir...

The sound rang out again, and Luo Fan realized that the source of the sound was below...

A head with long white hair, a petite body, a pair of yellow eyes, and a girl in tattered clothes.

"Emmmm....... Children shouldn't drink alcohol, and it's so late, you should go home quickly."

Just by looking at his clothes, Luo Fan felt something was off, but he still decided to test the waters.

The girl shook her head, struggling to support herself against the bar, as if each word would exhaust her strength.

"I...have no home, and I'd like an angel shot with lime."

Luo Fan's heart tightened. He hadn't heard this word in a long time, and had almost forgotten it.

But he still smiled and said, "Little friend, we don't offer angel shot services here at the moment. Besides that, what else can I do for you?"

Why would a girl know about Angel Shot...?

I thought this would get rid of her, but...

"Sir, please...it's raining so hard, I need an umbrella to shield myself...please..."

However, before she could finish speaking, the girl collapsed to the ground, her fate unknown.

"...Tsk, here we go again."

The sound was too soft and too intermittent for Luo Fan to hear clearly, but...

Forget about drinking, Luo Fan quickly picked up the girl from the ground and checked her condition.

"Damn it, my head is burning hot... what is this...?"

As he felt the warmth of her forehead, the man seemed to notice something on his already grimy cuffs...

He slightly lifted his sleeve...

"this......"

That wasn't dirt; it was blackened blood! The girl's delicate arms were covered in wounds, including numerous needle marks—a truly shocking sight.

"What do you mean... Never mind, saving lives is the priority."

He couldn't just dump the person in a back alley...

Luo Fan carried the girl upstairs to the second floor and placed her on the sofa. Most of the girls had already returned to their rooms, leaving only the two of them in the living room.

"Tsk, I wonder if she's eaten anything before. Maybe she should take an ibuprofen first..."

The last time someone around me was sick was... not counting that fainting spell.

"Open your mouth and eat it, it'll be over in a minute, then drink some water."

Even the process of swallowing was extremely difficult for the girl...

It wasn't over yet. Luo Fan rushed to the medicine cabinet again, took out the medicated oil, applied it to his palms, rubbed them quickly until they were warm, and finally pressed his palms against the other person's temples to massage them. For Luo Fan, this was very effective every time he had a headache.

The condition must have been very serious, but the girl didn't react at all; she just lay quietly on the sofa.

"Cover yourself up and rest. I'll see if I can cook some porridge or something..."

It happened to be the middle of the night, and it happened to arrive at that exact moment...

He didn't listen to his dissatisfaction, and his busy hands never stopped working. No matter what, he still did it.

I wonder what he went through; it must have been terrible. Perhaps it resonated with me in some way...

......

Factor 396

My head hurts so much, I can't move my legs, my body feels so heavy, but... it's so hot...

Am I dying...? They told me that if I took these medicines, got the injections, and soaked in water, I wouldn't die...

No, I'm not in that white room right now. I'm... in my own home...

He looks like he's asleep, or dead? I don't know... The people in white say they look asleep, but the older women say they look dead...

He seems to be dead, so am I going to die soon too...?

Waaah... Waaah... Why did I have to do this?

Well, whoever it is, please listen to me... If reincarnation truly exists, I want to live a slightly more ordinary life...

In an ordinary home, living an ordinary life with the person I love...

......

"That might be a bit difficult, because we don't have an afterlife."

"???!"

"If you don't mind, I can help you with a small favor."

"What......?"

"Shh, be quiet, the pain will disappear in a while."

"But...but..."

"You won't die, I'm here."

"...Waaaaah..."

Oh no, why is she crying?

This is tricky. The girls are fine, but I've never taken care of a child before, even though she doesn't look particularly young...

"Why are you crying?"

"...No, I just... never expected that I would survive..."

"Of course you can. You're safe here."

Luo Fan tried to appear as amiable as possible, but the worry and weariness on his face were hard to hide.

"You won't... make me take those medicines, soak me in water, and then abandon me... I'm worthless, I can't work, and I can't be sold."

She was still very weak, and her few words made Luo Fan feel extremely uncomfortable.

He propped his heavy head up and forced a smile, "Of course not. How could I possibly sell such a beautiful child like you?"

"Really......?"

"real."

Am I precious to you?

"Of course."

For some reason, she reminded Luo Fan of Ying Que from before, but Ying Que didn't have so many wounds...

"Then, pat my head?"

"Ok?"

The girl tried her best to support herself, but eventually collapsed due to exhaustion.

Her face was pale, and she seemed to want to please the other person, but her anxiety made her appear so humble.

"Don't people like to touch the things they cherish, and use that to tell others that it belongs to them?"

Ownership...

Is it possible to define a person in this way, based on the environment they once lived in?

"Of course, but I have to correct you. I do cherish you, but being cherished doesn't necessarily mean possession."

After saying that, he gently placed his hand on the girl's head.

Her long, snow-white hair, which should have been as smooth and delicate as silk, was now stained with rain and dirt.

Do you consider yourself my property?

The girl stood there stunned, followed by a dramatic change in her expression.