Next day, it was almost noon, and Bao-Ching Yang was tossed by "singing Little hedgehog", couldn't sleep peacefully all night, dragged her tired body and slowly came out of bed.

She wanted to get close to Little hedgehog, but she didn't dare to go straight to pick it up that rolled under window.

Bao-Ching Yang was hesitantly observing Little hedgehog, sat on bed for nearly five minutes, but still mustered up her courage to lean towards it slowly. It looked just like usual, a very ordinary doll with a healing smile on its face.

She slowly bent down, picked it up, and carefully looked at every part of Little hedgehog's body, but couldn't find anything unusual.

"Was I really too tired yesterday?? Misunderstood that you were singing?? Little hedgehog…" Bao-Ching Yang hugged Little hedgehog, and shuffled to kitchen to look for something to eat.

Just as she was sitting at dining table, eating toast and rubbing her sleepy eyes~

"Bao-Ching ~~ Bao-Ching ~~" A faint voice appeared, seemingly calling out Bao-Ching Yang's name...

"So strange… Why do I feel like I'm hallucinating again... Is someone calling me??" Bao-Ching Yang felt extremely helpless when she heard the faint voice calling out her name…

"Bao-Ching ~~ Bao-Ching ~~" This voice appeared slowly again, and it was very similar to the little girl who sang a lullaby yesterday. Bao-Ching Yang poked her ear, and shivering continued to rise from her back….

"Did someone play a prank?? It's annoying. "Bao-Ching Yang guessed in fear, she slowly looked around, her eyes quickly swept across Little hedgehog on dining chair next to her, and she didn't notice any strange movement.

When her eyes were ready to leave her sight of Little hedgehog" Bao-Ching~~It's me!" This faint voice became clearer and emanated from Little hedgehog!!

"Eeeeeek~~~~~~~~there's really a ghost~~~~~~" After Bao-Ching Yang heard that sound, she immediately jumped up from dining chair and hid in a corner of living room far away from dining table and chair. She dared not look directly at Little hedgehog, and kept shouting:

"Don't come here, please~~~ I never offended you in any way~~~ I beg you to leave quickly~~~~" Bao-Ching Yang was trembling all over, waving her hands in the air constantly, begging loudly…..

"Shh~~~ Bao-Ching, don't be afraid, listen to me, I just want to ask you a favor!" Little hedgehog again spoke to Bao-Ching Yang in a soft and sweet little girl's voice.

"I really won't hurt you, just calm down and listen to me~" Little hedgehog continued to speak tender to Bao-Ching Yang.

"Little hedgehog?? Who are you?? Is a soul attached to Little hedgehog???" Bao-Ching Yang was sweating in cold sweat, swallowing, still undecided, and pointed at Little hedgehog with a trembling voice.

"Don't be afraid, Bao-Ching. Listen to me carefully, okay??" Little hedgehog comforted Bao-Ching Yang and tried to tell her ins and outs….

"This little bunny doll, you named it Little hedgehog, it was my favorite doll in my lifetime~" Bao-Ching Yang gradually tried to calm down her fearful emotions, watching Little hedgehog talking to her with a smile, swaying slightly from side to side, it wasn't scary after watching it for a while, it was quite cute….

"I was a writer just like you. Living here and creating alone, from a young age to nearly forty years old, I have published several books, and I have lectured and taught in two or three universities. Although I was not be very famous and prosperous, but I was very satisfied with my life…" Little hedgehog continued to tell her story, and Bao-Ching Yang was still huddled in a corner of living room, listening carefully with her ears. Although she was less afraid, she still did not dare to approach Little hedgehog rashly.

"It wasn't until I was forty-two years old that my body was in a condition, and doctor diagnosed me with cancer… But I didn't give up writing, I continued to work here, and I didn't receive any treatment in hospital. Fortunately, during half a year before my death, a few kind fans and neighbors took care of my daily life and let me leave peacefully." After Little hedgehog finished speaking, Bao-Ching Yang looked at its chubby head as if sighing, and slowly lowered it a little.

She cautiously said to Little hedgehog, " That's great! It sounds like your life is very fulfilling."

"I think so too, but maybe it's because you moved in here and took care of this doll. In addition, you are very similar to me when I was alive, you are passionate about writing, and you have pure, simple characteristics." Little hedgehog raised its round head a little, like staring directly at Bao-Ching Yang in a corner of the wall. "Let me see a very close resemblance life to myself before I was alive. In fact, my soul doesn't completely leave this space, because I still want to write… And you reminded me clearly of an unfinished thing in my lifetime, so I want to convey it to you by attaching this doll. Could you please help me finish it???" Little hedgehog continued to speak softly, and asked Bao-Ching Yang.

"Listen to what you say, if it is within my ability and there is no illegality, I can help you, just say it!!" Bao-Ching Yang didn't know whether she was talking to a doll or a ghost. However, she still sincerely responded to Little hedgehog's request.