The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 103 Lingluo Doll and the Seven Little Poro
After Zell left, the poro didn't stay asleep in the snow glass room as he thought.

They ran out of their nests one after another, leaving a string of footprints on the snow.After working diligently for a day, I finally had some free time.

Xiao Huang rushed out of the glass room first, followed by a group of poro who hadn't played enough, and went to parkour all over the room in July and October, bullying the stupid sweeping robot, and then the next day Zell would It was a headache to find that the robot was out of battery.

Xiao Hei hides on the shelf and pretends that the wind-up poro is motionless. When another poro passes by, he jumps out and jumps.

Xiaolan would sneak into the back kitchen to add extra meals for herself. Life is incomplete without supper!Only Xiaolu is sleeping obediently.

Xiaohong didn't join any of them, and carefully noticed that April had disappeared for a long time.

The situation in January was different from that in April. Everyone watched January go through the portal to "overtime shift" every night, and then teleported back the next morning. After getting used to it, they didn't care much.

And April's hide-and-seek is to let Zell find it, but now Zell has left it and hasn't returned, which is more or less abnormal.

Out of concern for her companions, Xiaohong puts on her felt hat and her own bell and starts looking for April.When parents are away, it is even more necessary to help them take care of these disobedient children. This is the awareness and responsibility of the eldest son.

Alas, I really broke my heart for this family. ╮(─▽─)╭

Its scope of search is the entire coffee shop, because it knows that no matter how noisy these companions are, they know that they cannot leave this coffee shop, otherwise they will be very worried if they cannot find their old father and mother when they come back the next day.

Xiaohong followed the breath of April all the way to the second floor, and the room where her mother took a nap was directly opposite the stairs.

The breath showed that April hadn't come out since coming here, so it went in directly through the door.

The strange box had already been removed, and Xiao Hong looked around the room. From its angle of view, which was basically parallel to the ground, she immediately saw an extra doll under the bed.

Xiaohong went to sniff it, she didn't care much about the doll, she was looking for April wholeheartedly.But when the breath of April came here, it suddenly disappeared, and it couldn't understand it stayed in place for a while.

Could it be that April will also open a hole with a "swoosh", get in and disappear?
"Hey, are you a doll too?"

Just when Xiaohong was thinking hard, a voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of her heart.

Heck!!!∑(Дノ)ノ

It was startled, jumped up but knocked its head to the bottom of the bed, and then the felt hat fell off its head.

"Your little red riding hood is so cute and pointy!" said the voice again.

Xiaohong thought that the other party wanted its hat, so she put it on in a hurry before looking for someone with her head in her arms.After looking around, it finally suspected that this unknown doll was teasing it.

"grumble?"

"Don't doubt it, I'm talking to you."

Xiaohong let out a warning sound and flashed her horns at the same time.The doll's mouth was motionless, but for some reason Xiaohong could hear her voice.

"I'm not a bad person, I just want to chat with people, and I haven't chatted with people in a long time."

She is indeed harmless, Xiao Hong can feel it, even with her appearance, even a Poro can't beat her.

Thinking of this, Xiaohong sat down and listened to what she wanted to say.

"Are you a doll too?"

"Pfft."

"Eh? Isn't it? That's right, dolls don't move."

"grumble?"

"Isn't it a strange thing to know that I'm a doll? I don't know what happened. I was like this when the master sewed it out. I have always been able to talk, but no one can hear me, Not even a very powerful magician. If you can hear me, you must not be simple."

"Gee chi."

"You are a Poro. What is a Poro?"

"Puff!" (serious face)
"Uh... a Poro is a Poro, alright. My name is Gwen, and this is the name my master gave me. Your name is... Rose Stone? That sounds nice, is it also the name of the master?"

Speaking of the master, Gwen looked extraordinarily happy.

Her master is a low-status tailor, but he sews her with the best needlework. Whenever the master is preparing the needlework, Gwen's hands will quietly hold the scissors for her... But when the chatter When remembering where the master went, Gwen couldn't remember anything, and began to feel pain.

The pain was connected to a man, whose name and face she could not remember, only that he had taken her master away from her.Then she was abandoned on a shady beach, lying motionless for thousands of years, silent and forgotten by the world.

Loneliness is what Poro fears the most. When Gwen said that he had been alone on the beach for thousands of years, he almost bit his tongue in fright.Xiaohong could feel the pain of losing her master. She comforted Gwen, put her paw on her body, and stuck out her tongue to lick her face.

Gwen protested: "No more licking, I'm wet from your licking!"

Xiaohong put her tongue back, it felt that Gwen needed to make some new friends, and couldn't keep immersing herself in the sadness of losing her master.As he spoke, he grabbed her and began to pull her out.

"Please don't bite my ponytails 〒▽〒" Gwen really wanted to cry now.

When being dragged by Xiaohong through the door, Gwen was stunned for a moment, and before she could call to stop, there was a sudden whirlwind and she rolled down the stairs.

"It hurts, it hurts! I'm going to lose my mind!"

When Xiaohong summoned all the poro with a bell, Gwen was surprised to find that there were so many poro.

They didn't regard her as a toy, rushing to bite like cats and dogs, but surrounded her and drowned her with saliva.Fortunately, after getting used to the smell at first, the poro stopped being rude to her, and she was using her only way to communicate with it.

Gwen's memory has been washed away by the tide of the millennium, and many things can no longer be remembered clearly, so she can only say what comes to mind.But these little audiences didn't have any objections, they all sat around her, quietly listening to her talk about the past.

When she recalled the games of war she and her master played under the dinner table, the poro would bring metal utensils from the kitchen and fight beside her as king and warrior.Although she can't move, when it comes to playing the role of a soldier who died in battle, no one is more like her.

In a daze, she seemed to have returned to the kitchen illuminated by candlelight, the tinkling of silver-plated tableware, and the carefree game time.

Tired of playing, the poro moved her into the glass room.Gwen saw that there was not only snow in it, but also a scaled-down log cabin, which was the poro's den.The furniture inside is all available, exquisite and lovely.

This reminded her of her master's home, which was not much different from the small home in front of her.

We're still open tomorrow, so it's time for the Poro to go to sleep.They carried her to the bed, which even had a small quilt to cover it.They slept around her, their small bodies exuding warm heat, driving away the cold air around her.

Gwen remembered the fairy tale "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" that the master told her before going to bed. At this moment, she seemed to be the Snow White, and the seven dwarfs were replaced by a cute little Poro. Help the homeless princess, eat and live with the princess like a family.

It feels great.

As a rag doll, Gwen doesn't actually need to sleep.But for some reason, when she was with the Poro, she felt a sense of peace and warmth in her heart, as if she was gently embraced by that holy past, and slowly fell asleep...

What she didn't know was that after she fell asleep, there were strands of white mist shimmering and flowing out from the stitches on her body.

(End of this chapter)