My boyfriend is not a human being? It’s over. I love him even more!

Chapter 82: Can Mr. Clown also write love letters? (21)

When Chu Xiang woke up in the morning, she received another letter. This time, the letter was placed directly on the head of her bed. Unlike the previous letters, this one was covered with blood spots.

Chu Xiang sat on the bed in a daze for a while, then carefully picked up the letter paper and unfolded it with his fingertips. A bloody picture appeared inside.

Relying on her innate talent for decryption, she converted the contents of the picture into text, "Xiangxiang, I miss you so much. I want to put you in my body. You must be thinking of me too. We will be able to meet soon."

Chu Xiang raised his head and looked at a small wooden box on the desk. In the box were several letters sent by Fred.

He is illiterate and cannot write, so he can only use pictures to express his thoughts. But these letters he sent can also be considered love letters, right?

Chu Xiang touched the paper. The red color had dried up and could not be rubbed onto her hands. She suddenly thought in silence:
Could this be his blood?
The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. She looked at the little red hearts and suddenly felt that the paper was particularly hot.

Chu Xiang put the letter away carefully. She took out a pen and paper and drew a little man with green stars on his face on the paper. Then she drew a knife in the man's hand and a big "X" on the knife, telling him not to hurt himself like this again.

Finally, she left a lip print on the villain's face.

Chu Xiang looked at this work which was very much in line with the preferences of kindergarten children with great satisfaction. He folded it, pressed it with a box of biscuits and placed it on the windowsill. Soon, someone would surely come to pick up the letter.

After changing her clothes and washing up, she went downstairs and met Aunt Lisa who had just set the table for breakfast.

Seeing that there was only her breakfast on the table, Chu Xiang asked, "Didn't my parents come back last night?"

Aunt Lisa nodded, "Andrew said that the work over there is too busy, and Mr. and Mrs. still can't spare the time to come back."

Chu Xiang sat on the chair and drank a sip of milk. She said, "Mom and Dad are so busy. Should I go and help them?"

"Miss, you can't go." Aunt Lisa said in a businesslike manner: "Andrew said that Mr. and Mrs.'s acceptance test is at a critical stage. They have to concentrate on their work and cannot be disturbed. You stay at home and let them feel at ease."

"Okay. I understand." Chu Xiang was not a professional after all. Last time she went to help her parents plant seeds, some of them were not up to standard. She was also afraid that she would make things worse if she went.

Aunt Lisa asked, "Miss, after dinner, are you going to the circus again?"

"No, I'll go sit in the yard and read a book after dinner."

Aunt Lisa said, "Then I'll prepare some fruit for you."

Chu Xiang had almost finished reading all the books her parents found for her. After dinner, Chu Xiang had nothing to do, so she sat on the grass and read the fairy tale book she had not finished.

The flowers in the manor are well taken care of by Aunt Lisa. Roses of different colors are blooming. If you get tired of reading, it is also a pleasure to look up and see the surrounding scenery.

[“Why does everyone in the forest have a companion, but it doesn’t?”

Mr. Puppet sat in the shade of a tree, thinking about this question.

After a long time, it still didn't find the answer to this question.

But it soon knew what to do.

Since it had no companions, it just created enough companions by itself. Mr. Pinocchio walked through the forest, picked up branches as his trunk and limbs, used black stones as eyes, used red flower branches and leaves to dye his lips red, and used sycamore tree leaves as clothes. In this way, the first Pinocchio was born.

"Hello." Mr. Puppet greeted it, "Little guy."

But the Pinocchio did not respond. It just sat on the ground stupidly, like a puppet without a soul.

Mr. Pinocchio couldn't understand why Pinocchio wouldn't talk to him. Was it doing something wrong?
You have to make the Pinocchio the same as yourself.

Mr. Puppet suddenly figured it out, so he dug out his left eye and stuffed it into Pinocchio's eye socket.

The puppet blinked its eyes, and it came alive and said kindly: "Hello."

Mr. Puppet finally found the right way, so he gave his right eye to the second puppet, his right hand to the third puppet, and his left leg to the fourth puppet...

Just like that, one puppet after another came to life, and together they greeted Mr. Puppet, who had fallen to the ground with only his head still on. “Hello.”

Mr. Puppet lost his eyes, so he can't see, he lost his arms, so he can't touch, and he lost his legs, so he can't stand.

It lay in the pile of dead leaves, unable to move, but very happy.

Because it can still hear singing.

The little puppets surrounded it, holding hands and singing all the time. It knew that it had many friends and it would not be alone anymore.

Even though it is no longer complete, it has happiness. 】

Chu Xiang read the entire fairy tale. After seeing the ending, she was a little overwhelmed. Fairy tales should be beautiful and the ending should also be happy.

Mr. Puppet did seem to have found happiness, but why did she feel that he was even more pitiful than before when he was wandering alone in the forest?
Aunt Lisa happened to bring over the cut fruits, and Chu Xiang asked: "Where did this fairy tale book come from?"

Aunt Lisa replied: "I asked the bookstore owner for this. Although many people cannot read, the fairy tales in this book are well-known to everyone."

This kind of book is not valuable, so the bookstore owner gave it to Aunt Lisa as a favor. Just like many children in the 21st century have heard the legend of Snow White, most children today have heard the story of Mr. Pinocchio.

Aunt Lisa smiled and said, "It was only after listening to this story that the children understood the importance of friends, so when they grow up, they will cherish the companions around them."

Chu Xiang was skeptical, "Is this story sure to teach children the right values?"

Aunt Lisa seemed to understand what Chu Xiang said. What are values?
She guessed that this was probably due to cultural differences. To prove the popularity of this story among the people, Aunt Lisa said, "There was a sensational human trafficking case in the town next door. People found this burnt book in the fire scene."

"Fire scene?" Chu Xiang said quickly: "Can you tell me about this in detail?"

Aunt Lisa just thought that Chu Xiang was bored and wanted to listen to a story. Since she was not busy at the moment, she tried hard to think about it and told her the story she had heard.

Back then, there was an acrobatic troupe whose performances were very popular among children, and parents with extra money would usually bring their children to join in the fun.

(End of this chapter)