Genshin Impact**********

Don't miss it if you pass by, the skirmishers are giving out their swords, it's so sweet! [Stare] When I wrote this story, I always kept one sentence in my mind: I never feel the same way, I only know the warmth and coldness myself, and it is difficult for others to understand. We always say "I understand you" too easily and advise "You should let go" too easily. Facing a soul like Skirmisher, who was forged in the shadow of God, soaked in the juice of betrayal, with a hollowed-out chest filled with heavy rain, any condescending pity or analysis from the other side is another kind of cruel blasphemy. His pain is too precise, his emptiness is too absolute, and his paranoia and fragility have long been entangled into a beautiful and ferocious symbiosis unique to inhuman things. So, I created "Ming". He is not a savior, not a puzzle solver, not even a complete human being. He is a deliberately created and incomplete mirror image, the humanization of the obsession itself of "wanting to understand the stragglers". He was deprived of his memory, leaving only the sourceless love and pity for the stragglers - this is just like the heartache that we, the stragglers, felt when we were first hit by this character, knowing it but not knowing why. He has almost the same body as Skirmisher, but he is not even "qualified" to be marked by the gods. His mad pursuit of "value" is the twisted but honest reflection of Skirmisher's obsession with "heart". I asked Ming to walk together on the path taken by the stragglers. It's like we turn into puppets and go on a journey to experience tragedy. From the deathly silence of the cage in Huaguan, to the short-lived but bone-gnawing warmth of stepping on the Tao sand, to the raging fire in the heart of the furnace that proves its existence by self-destruction. I let Ming also experience the confusion of being abandoned, the struggle of longing for warmth while being alienated, the clumsiness and failure of integrating into the crowd, and the absurdity of giving everything in exchange for a deeper and deeper emptiness. When Ming rushed into the heart of the furnace, not out of noble sacrifice, but out of a cry as humble as the dust of "This is my only value", in a sense, he touched the deepest burning mark on the soul of the skirmisher. But there's more to mirroring than repetition. The "empty" of Ming and the "empty" of Shanbing have the same origin but are not the same substance. The emptiness of the stragglers is the traumatic hole left after being given and deprived, expected and betrayed. What fills it is hatred, unwillingness, and judgment on the world and human nature. Ming's emptiness is a more primitive existential emptiness. He doesn't even know "why it is empty". His filling can only be the most direct proof of "being needed" and "being useful". Therefore, through Ming's eyes, we may be able to feel the eternal and tiring gap between "inhuman" existence and the "human" world from a more instinctive perspective that is less complicated and grudge-free. They are prisoners of each other's shadows, seeing in each other imperfections that they cannot fill. Ming thought he was "helping" Beng, but in fact he was projecting his desire for value onto Beng, a mirror image that was more complete and closer to the "answer." This twisted dependence, this doomed misplaced attempt at redemption, exactly reflects the deepest loneliness in reality - we can often only use our own wounds to understand the wounds of others, but in the end we find that even the wounds cannot truly overlap. So, where does salvation lie? Perhaps, it's in the industry itself. Time and again, out of the paranoid logic of "value", Ming stands between Beng and promises that may bring harm; when he huddles in a corner in silence, but listens to Beng's every breath; when he finally follows Beng on the boat to the solstice, not for the grand cause, but just for the glimmer of "needed" light that may slip through Beng's fingers - at this time, an understanding beyond language occurs in the silence. Salvation is not about forcing him out of the darkness into the sunshine and telling him that "the world is beautiful." Instead, walk into his darkness, sit next to him, experience the cold wind he experienced, and touch the coldness of his shackles until your eyes reflect the same stars of the night. Then, perhaps at a similarly silent moment, you can look into his violet eyes that have seen too much betrayal and loss, and say those words that are not comfort, but testimony: "I have walked the way you came. I have seen your choices, your struggles, your burning and coldness." "Now, I'm not standing here to tell you what to do." "I just wanted to say-" "You've done a great job."

This is the first time I have found a book that suits my taste. The light sourness is wrapped in pampering. The more I read it, the better it gets. There is no inexplicable warming of feelings, only a deeper and deeper bond in silent companionship. The more I see behind it, the less I can separate them. [They are meant to be together] This sentence is swirling in my mind

WC, Dahao Yishidao makes me bleed every time I read it. Mingbao was in so much pain, why did Beng only hold that child while Mingbao was miserable and alone next to him. (Ps. If you hadn't been sick, that little brat, I would have kicked him out and made me so angry. I am like an incompetent husband in front of the screen. White-eyed wolf [angry]!!!!!!!!!) It's not over yet, don't be a eunuch. I want to eat something sweet.

This book is large and well-written, and I don't feel embarrassed at all! After looking at the author's homepage, I found that all four books are about stragglers. I can tell that stragglers are really in love! ! But please focus on writing the first chapter or introduction next time. After reading the book for a long time, I thought it was a criticism. After reading the extras, I found out that it was a criticism. I feel like something is cracking in me! My heart is broken. Can you describe it like this? I'm a bit doubtful about life because the protagonist's behavior in the early stage is not expected to be attack (maybe it is attack?? I personally haven't read any of Shou Tian Gong's articles, thank you!!!) Will the protagonist become stronger in the later stage? I feel a little desperate after reading this. This kid is so pitiful.

The writing is very good, and the protagonist is deeply touching. Although the character of surrounding the stragglers is in line with the protagonist's personality development, it is almost impossible to see the protagonist's independent shining point. I still look forward to showing more of the protagonist's unique personality charm in the future.

One sword is stronger than the other. From the moment Beng started to blend into the Tatar sand and Ming hid and sealed himself, Asan and Ming were just picking candies from the glass [laughs]

Did you notice the main character's name? Ming means auspiciousness. Collapse means a very bad thing. They shouldn't exchange names. The things they experienced were the opposite. Can the author explain it?

Author, you are my god. The books you've written (almost all of them) are some of the most beautiful of all the short stories. Although it is not that popular, the quality is definitely very high. But I think there are a few problems. First, the updates sometimes stop. Although there are more updates every time, I still feel a little uncomfortable. Well, you don't need to update so much, but try not to update too frequently, but don't tire yourself out either. Second, if there are too many books at the same time, well, it probably won't be too busy. Some books will be discontinued. For example, Mo Bai's book, I also like that one very much, but it has been discontinued. So I think it's more comfortable to write a book with a plan. However, the author, you should also be passionate about love. If you are too busy in reality, just pretend I didn't say it above. I can see the book you wrote is already satisfying. In short, the author is NB. By the way, author, what happened to Mo Bai and the others? I can barely see the ending of volume 1 from volume 2.

The Great Chef QAQ is really good-looking. The two dolls kept moving forward, stumbling and saving each other during this unsatisfactory journey. They were once ashes, and now they are also branches reborn from the ashes. They are symbiotic and each other's only. Ahhhhh, the teacher wrote so well QAQ, the sourness overflowed from the lines. This is the first time I read a first-person perspective article, and I was completely shocked by QAQ. I hope the two little ones will have a bright future QAQ

I believed the author's nonsense and thought it was very sweet. I printed it out after reading only a few pages, and then read it twice. I was so excited that I read the novels first and read the comments carefully. It helped me to have a better memory.

People with low self-esteem can't find the meaning of living in half the time😭

It's super, super sweet, it's so sweet to me [sending my heart]

It's very interesting. The author writes it very well. It's light but very delicate and painful. I will continue to read it. Come on!

It looks good, but it's a waste of paper

After reading it, I felt my heart aching. He wants so desperately to prove his worth and prove his usefulness. [Cry][cry][cry][cry][cry][cry]

I'll go, that's great. When the story begins, the choices of Beng and Ming begin to take shape. Ming is self-isolated while Xingbing keeps trying to blend in. Xingbing uses emotions to fill his empty heart, but Ming has no contact with the outside world, so the gap between Ming and Xingbing is getting bigger and bigger. He becomes more and more autistic, always looking for the feeling of being needed, and paranoidly treating being needed as he must prove that he is worthy [Adoration]

It's okay. After reading dozens of chapters, I feel that the protagonist has always been humble and I can't stand it anymore, but the writing is okay.

It's a bit cliché, but it's a good book

Not bad, very sweet, no knife

The characters' emotions are described very delicately, and it's so beautiful! The author is simply a god.

The writing, emotion, and plot content are both good. I can see that it is getting better. I'm not good at words. I don't know what to say when the comment section is deserted. Come on, author.

Author, you are lying, where is the sweetness [crying]

Beautiful, the only one that equals it

There was a bit of sadness in the early stages, which made me feel so sad, but the plot and writing are both good!

The writing is delicate, with a touch of sadness, and it is beautiful and beautiful.

Not bad, good, well written from the first person perspective, with a strong sense of immersion