Xi Bai is an ordinary person, living an ordinary life in an ordinary small county. His days living alone are dull but warm.
He has no relatives or friends, his interpersonal relationships are extremely clean, and the nature of his work is special, so he does not need to go out to do errands. The most common thing I do is to go out to buy vegetables and fill up my refrigerator. When I don't want to go out, I buy some fruits and vegetables online for same-day delivery to satisfy my needs.
He would plant some spring onions, grow the eaten cores in water, and take advantage of the bright afternoon sun to warm the quilt.
Many people also live a solitary life similar to him. Sometimes various small animals will appear on the scene. At this time, some comments will float on the barrage, such as:
"After all these years, I'm still a wild man without a cat."
"Young enough to have both cats and dogs"
"Sometimes it's good to be alone, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, with a small house, a puppy, and a deposit of 100 million."
"No"
Because of his early experiences, Xi Bai's health has never been very good.
But he never gave up and always tried to take care of himself. It was difficult to eat, so he cooked three meals a day by himself, trying to eat as nutritiously as possible, thus honing his exquisite cooking skills.
When winter is tough, I turn on the heating, carry a hot water bottle, and wrap myself up tightly, thus developing a meticulous and thoughtful style of doing things.
But no matter how hard he persisted, the old injuries recurred more and more frequently, and each attack was rapid and violent. In the worst cases, even basic breathing became a torture.
Every winter, his weight would drop rapidly, as if all the fat and muscle he had accumulated throughout the year were consumed, leaving only a broken skeleton.
Until one ordinary day, he met the first creature in the grass that dared to approach him and express intimacy.
So from that day on, Xi Bai was no longer a wild man without a cat.
——
Even though he came from the family of Hengji who had served for generations, the future Shence General Jing Yuan still followed the custom of "testing children" with toy swords, and joined the Yunqi Army after graduating from the academy.
At such a young age, he was able to talk freely, and social interactions were nothing to him. He was among the crowd and yet outside the crowd.
When he was ten years old, he went on an expedition with the army and met a special friend on his way back home.
This friend was the same age as him, and they were both ordinary cloud knight soldiers, but he was always cold and indifferent, taciturn, and others would stay away from him like thin ice in the cold winter.
Although their first meeting was not very pleasant, Jing Yuan knew that he was a magic weapon covered in dust.
——
Before the exchange of minds:
Jing Yuan went to a certain white-haired friend to complain:
"Why has Xi Bai treated me so coldly recently? He was so cute when he was a child, but how could he change so much when he grows up?"
A certain craftsman: "..."
Jingyuan poured tea for his master and whispered:
"Master, has Xi Bai contacted you recently? Do you know that he has made other new friends?"
A certain sword head: "..."
Jingyuan sat on the Xingcha, looked at the sky and sighed:
"Sister Bai Heng, tell me, have I done something wrong recently or am I not sincere in my apology? Jing Yuan is really stupid and doesn't understand the thoughts of his friends."
An unknown guest: "..."
Jingyuan held the wine cup in his hands, showing no interest:
"Alas. Why are these days so difficult? Now that there is no beautiful woman by my side, even this fine wine has changed its taste."
A certain Dragon Lord: "..."
After communicating with each other:
Jing Yuan: Qingqing, Qingqing, good Qingqing~
Xi Bai's expression was cold, his small ear feathers brushed and he covered his face, trying to stay out of sight.
Jing Yuan: mua~
The little wings suddenly withdrew, and Xi Bai covered his ear feathers in fear, revealing a face full of red clouds.
Jing Yuan: (chuckles) Oh, Qingqing is still so cute~
The remaining people: "..."
Somehow, I always feel like my head is bright.
Ps
1.1V1 cp is already obvious haha
2. The redemptive literature cultivated since childhood will change the ending of Yunshang Wuxiao's disintegration, and the living general no longer has to bear those old things. (However, Jingyuan has not yet made up his mind whether he will be a general or not)
3. The main plot will switch back and forth between modern and Bengtie backgrounds in daily life. The main theater is in Bengtie, and only the protagonist travels through the dream.
Both time and space have the same soul. In the end, the protagonist will return to Bengtie, which is HE in capital letters.
4. The one-sentence introduction and the title of the work will definitely be changed before writing. I really have no clue now TvT
5. If he is not good at planning wars, the author must not have enough IQ, so fictional historians are inferior
Intention: to ignite one's own star in the darkness
