I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today

Su Man sat at her vanity, unbandaging her left hand, round and round.

As she was injured on her right hand already, unwrapping the small bandages round by round was proving difficult and she fumbled clumsily.

She gritted her teeth, finally released the last knot, and exposed her entire left arm to the air, then took a long, exhausted breath…

To prevent others from seeing the abnormality of her left hand, she had wrapped a multitude of bandages around it, as thick as if she were bundling her arm in a quilt.

Having finally removed them, the sweat and burden were also lifted, and she felt much lighter.

But her mood was anything but light.

Her mother’s voice came from outside the door: “Manman, are you asleep yet? You haven’t had dinner. I made noodles for you …”

“I’m going to sleep!” Su Man bit her lip, and quickly turned off the lamp, “You and Dad eat. I’m about to sleep!”

The voice outside the door stopped.

After a few seconds of silence, it spoke again: “Manman… You’ve been staying in these past few days, even when Li Li came, you didn’t meet him… Did you two argue again?”

Su Man frowned and bit her lip, remaining silent.

“Li Li is simple and easily led by others, you don’t need to grudge over this, it’s not worth it.”

“It has nothing to do with him!” She replied irritably, “It’s because my wounds hurt that I don’t want to see anyone! It’s not just about him!”

Did the medicine your father brought back last time work?”

Su Man looked at her hand. Even in the dark, she could see its ghastly state.

She closed her eyes, feeling a sour sting, and replied, “It was alright…”

“Next time, let him bring some more. He’s in medical, if he comes across this kind of medicine, he’ll know before others.”

“Mom, I’m really tired… Can we talk about this tomorrow?”

“Alright, alright… you get some rest. Don’t let your injury burden you, even if your left hand has after-effects, you still have your right hand.”

Su Man uttered a low acknowledgment.

The footsteps outside the door gradually receded.

Only when she could no longer hear the footsteps did Su Man turn the lamp back on.

She picked up the medicine bottle, bit off the lid, and began to apply the oil to her left arm bit by bit.

It was a twisted arm. From forearm to fingertips, all were twisted. Her fingers were even more severely twisted, torn and broken, but due to her body’s self-healing ability, they had healed in the wrong positions.

Or to be precise, the whole arm was in the wrong position!

It was twisted! Her fingers were dislocated!

Even if the wound healed, all the nerves were misplaced, and the fingers could not be controlled! This left hand was utterly useless!

Su Man closed her eyes in agony, repressed her emotions, and reopened them. She took out new gauze and bandages from the cabinet and grimacing, wrapped them around the twisted arm round by round.

If it was just one hand, she might not be so desperate.

But the truth was, her right hand was also injured.

She didn’t dare tell her family, nor her friends, only telling them that she was almost healed.

While in reality… she would never heal again!

Su Man bit her lip hard, her eyes welling up with tears.

She refused to accept that she had become a cripple!

Had Bai Youwei used her most precious puzzle pieces to save a cripple?!

What could she do?!

She looked out the window into the sky, shrouded in darkness. It was as if the darkness had also enshrouded her, offering no light and making it hard to breathe.

Actually…

Actually, there was a solution.

There was another solution. The only one… that could save her.

Su Man stood by the window, gazing at the boundless darkness in the distance.

As long as she entered the labyrinth one more time, she could definitely heal …