!! This is based off the fic "The Tale of Hua Cheng and the Little Dianxia Doll" by "Rnbwstar" on ao3 !!

You are a doll. A little doll called Xiè Lián, or Tài Zǐ Diànxià. You are the only sentient doll, based off the god-assended prince Xiè Lián. However most assumed your character was made up and just folks tale. In reality you are the soul of Xiè Lián trapped in this little doll of yourself. You have yet to reveal your identity to your owner and never planned to till you could lave the dolls body.

You know a few things about the man whom owns you. His name is Huā Chéng, he lives with a roommate in this tiny apartment, he loves you very much. Huā Chéng is enamoured with you, taking good care of yourself; brushing your hair, washing and ironing your clothes, bathing you. He takes much precaution in keeping you safe and tidy.

Until one week ago, Huā Chéng decided to take you out, brush your hair, kiss you a little. Then he looked into the jar he kept you in...

You were left for a few days, covered in white strands of love. You couldn't help but enjoy it a little, the special attention of such a devoted man who'd come to enjoy the sight of his little Dianxia doll. Safe with a piece of himself in the jar.

You thought he'd come to clean you when he opened the jar a few days later. Which he did, only to repeat his worshiping, "praying" a few more times in a row this time. You heard him audibly grumble about being unable to see your face. Which was then followed by you feeling a warm yellow liquid on your face. He had kept you in that little jar with his gifts, flooded to your shoulders. Nice and warm and safe for a few days. Finally...Huā Chéng had come to open the jar again.

"My, my, dianxia you must be getting cold.." he said as he took you to the bathroom of his dorm. Taking you out the jar and placing you on the counter as he washed the jar first.