Gu Lingling looked at the fabric doll in her hand with a pale face.
"Lingling, what's wrong?" Grandma Yao asked in a frightened hurry.
Yang Yunhai heard the commotion outside and quickly ran inside, only to see Gu Lingling holding a fabric doll, her face looking very unwell.
"Grandma, you say... is this fabric doll made by my biological grandmother?" Gu Lingling asked, trembling as she held it.
"This one wasn't made by her," Grandma Yao said, "I made it in imitation of the ones your grandmother used to make."
"Your grandmother made such a fabric doll before your mother was even born, but when we got separated back then, that doll went missing too," Grandma Yao said.
"Then... could someone else be making this type of doll?" Gu Lingling asked, her face drained of any color.
"I suppose not," Grandma Yao said worriedly, looking at her. "Lingling, what's the matter with you?"
