Chapter 108 – The Ancient Yandere’s Doll

The Ancient Yandere’s Doll (8)

Zhou Yuran realized that she could finally move. She excitedly scrambled up from the ground.

Her cheap dress was tattered and chewed through by rats, dripping murky muddy water.

Zhou Yuran pushed aside the tangled knots of hair in front of her face. She had to get out of this alley immediately. She never wanted to come here again!

“Ah!” Just as she was about to step out of the alley entrance, she was nearly sent flying by a carriage rushing past. She fell back onto the ground in fright.

Only then did Zhou Yuran realize that she could move now, but she hadn’t grown back to normal size yet!

If she went out like this, people would probably mistake her for a monster. Zhou Yuran slowly withdrew her foot.

Having experienced death once, she had become especially cautious with her life.

Then she felt something.

“So hungry.” An intense hunger made Zhou Yuran feel lightheaded.

As luck would have it, she spotted a steamed bun shop across the street. The sight of the tender and juicy soup dumplings and the fluffy white steamed buns made her stomach growl miserably.

In her previous life, she wouldn’t have given these things a second glance. Back then, she’d take one sip of bird’s nest porridge and throw it away, take one bite of a cheese pastry and toss it aside. Whatever she wanted to eat, Murong Jin would get it for her.

Zhou Yuran’s throat bobbed, but her eyes were glued to those big meat buns. She was hungry, and she was doing them a favor by wanting to eat their buns!

Having successfully convinced herself, Zhou Yuran carefully observed her surroundings. When no one was watching, she dashed forward in one swift move.

“Phew—” She hid under a table covered in cobwebs, breathing heavily.

She had to wait for the right moment. Sure enough, the owner went inside to grab something. Her chance had come!

Zhou Yuran climbed up the table leg, her stiff limbs gripping the wooden leg tightly. She used both of her hands and feet with extreme effort.

She finally made it onto the table.

The steaming meat buns made her eyes gleam. She unconsciously swallowed.

She struggled to lift the scalding meat bun. The steam rising from it was still burning. “It’s so hot!”

But Zhou Yuran refused to give up. She hoisted the bun onto her back and finally brought it safely under the table.

Just as she was about to carry the bun and flee back to the alley—

“What the—! A rat is stealing my buns!” The bun shop owner had poor eyesight. He only saw a little thing carrying one of his buns on its back.

He immediately grabbed a broom and chased after the rat, cursing. “Damned rat! How dare you steal your grandfather’s buns!”

Zhou Yuran realized that she had been spotted. She immediately scrambled away on all fours. She didn’t want to be beaten to death like a rat!

She regretted it deeply. She should have just gone back with Murong Jin earlier! She never wanted to suffer like this again!

Zhou Yuran leaned against the wall, panting. She had finally shaken off the bun shop owner, but the once-clean meat bun was now covered in sand and dirt.

At this point, Zhou Yuran didn’t care at all. She hugged the meat bun with shining eyes.

But she took a too big bite and ended up choking. “Mmph—!” She started rolling her eyes from the choking.

She pounded on her chest desperately, trying to force the bun down.

…

Murong Jin slowly woke from a hazy dream. The dream last night was not good. He dreamed that the doll dissappeared.

No matter how he searched, he couldn’t find her.

That suffocating sense of loss still clung to him.

Murong Jin sat up and instinctively looked at the small wooden bed where he kept the doll.

His pupils contracted sharply, and his breath caught in his throat. The doll was really gone.

Who stole his doll!