My Boyfriend Is a Tree

At dawn, Li Shuqing fell from the seventh floor, snapping three large branches off the cypress tree below.

The tree in question: I have no idea what happened. I was minding my own business here, and then he suddenly came down from the sky.

Li Shuqing: It's your fault. Why were you growing there like that?

The tree: ...?

Li Shuqing still had a little conscience left, so he compensated the one who had saved his life.

He paid it back, and it kept him company,

and somehow the two of them ended up sharing a home, meals, and all four seasons.

Something was off.

Li Shuqing opened an AI chat to ask whether a human-tree romance was possible, wanting to know if falling for a tree counted as normal.

Before he had finished typing, he let go of the voice input button.

What was he thinking? He was already not quite normal.

Li Shuqing: It's your fault. If you were human, then the person I liked would be human.

Qin Zhao: ...?

Li Shuqing: You like me?

Qin Zhao parted his lips, wanting to answer, but couldn't find the right words.

Li Shuqing: Got it. So, from now on, want to spend your whole life sharing meals with me?

Qin Zhao smiled and nodded.

Humble meals, and love as steady as ever.

A lazy, gloomy shut-in with depression and his ancestral little cypress tree spirit

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A simple, low-key, ordinary slice-of-life food story, with no fancy dining, no dramatic twists, and not much logic.

[Value life and cherish yourselfᰔᩚ ]

Theme: We all have a bright future