Because this doll is very similar to the one she saw in the shop window when she was a child.
At that time, she just looked a little longer, but didn't say anything.
"This one, the shop assistant said is an old model and it's not expensive. Although I don't know why you kept looking at it that day—it seems like you weren't a girl who liked Barbie dolls—maybe it has some other meaning?"
Mu Xing's eyes felt a bit sore, and she nodded.
"A little, I suppose." She really didn't expect that he would remember the Barbie doll she looked at a few extra times back then, "When I was very young, I was an orphan. My brother and I left the orphanage without being adopted. Life was tough then, and we couldn't afford anything. But I was still young, and little girls all liked these things. Every time I passed by that shop, looking at the Barbie dolls in the window, I felt that the kids who could have them must be very happy."
"Is it this one?"
