Doll Survival Game

In a quaint and ornate shop window, a doll with long limbs sits on a red velvet bench. His neat, deep blue military uniform gives him an air of restraint, and his glass-like eyes gaze out the window, exuding nobility and loneliness. He silently watches the bustling crowd passing by, his face fixed in an expression of aloofness. Then night falls, and a pair of hands wrapped in bandages pick him up- “My dear young master, shall we continue last night’s little game today?” Luo Yiran, who just logged into the game: … -Get lost! You freak! -Who wants to play dress-up with you! The magician, wrapped in bandages, dislikes the day because during the day, his precious young master loses his so...