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Come along for the three lifetimes of romance between good-for-nothing Xiao Wanzi, Curly, and the clone Bai Zhenzhen.
First life: They were fellow townspeople and comrades.
Second life: Bai Zhenzhen was a financial tycoon and business mogul. In the 1990s, when he was still a student, he brought Xiao Wanzi home from who knows where. But because the alien Doudou, who had created him, kept pestering him, he had no choice but to leave Xiao Wanzi in Curly's care.
Third life: Xiao Wanzi and Curly retain their identities from the second life, but Bai Zhenzhen has become an artist. Yes, an artist: one painting can sell for hundreds of millions, and one song can become a hit across the country.
What will Xiao Wanzi choose in the end?
Curly: Of course my Xiao Wanzi will choose me! Hahahaha!
Bai Zhenzhen rubs his forehead: Professor Yu Da, I really want to tear you apart!
Curly makes a face at him: Hahahaha! Xiao Wanzi's waiting for me to go home and cook. I'm not going to stoop to arguing with a violent maniac like you. Hmph!
Xiao Wanzi, I'm home!
Happy ending.
This story covers city life, fantasy, immortals and demons, interstellar travel, past and present lives, outer space, aliens... If it's not your thing, please don't flame me...
"Silent Green Mountain"
Mountains beyond the green mountain, mountains beyond the green mountain
Green Mountain, silent and dark; Green Mountain, silent
Beyond the green mountain, another green mountain; one wound piled upon another
In the end, there was no stream that flowed so long; in the end, dawn never came
In the end, no love song rang out; in the end, we never waited for the end of time
The sun and moon, from now on, no one looks upon them
The sky and earth, from now on, no one gazes up at them
Flowers and paintings, from now on, no one lays them to rest
Tears fall on the Five-Colored Stone, then fly away on a kite's wings, vanishing without a trace
The cigarette rising between two fingers unfurls its eerie chapter once more
Poor Zhuo family by the seven-string zither, with no one to compose a song for Miss Wenjun, to tell her thoughts one by one
Old walls, broken tiles
Unable to bear the weight of countless shooting stars
Abandoned garden, withered poplars
Unable to bring back the laughter and scolding of days gone by
In the Western Chamber, a dream of mandarin ducks
Cui Yingying begins to speak
Before she can speak, tears fall first
Rumble, rumble...
Beyond the green mountain, another green mountain; beyond heartbreak, more heartbreak
This work was actually written from the latter half of 2020 through the first half of 2021.
Theme: Just have fun!
