[Mu Ciqi, a desert merchant of mysterious origins] [Qin Xihuai, a little wolf he picked up and treated like a puppy] In the vast desert, Mu Ciqi incurred the wrath of the Snake Skull gang over 17 bags of water. While fleeing their pursuit, he snatched a little wolf from them. He'd planned to use it as a hostage and let them judge for themselves: he'd paid, so why couldn't he get his water?
But they kept chasing him anyway. In the end, Mu Ciqi took the little wolf aboard his spaceship, the Qinggui, and mistook the wolf for a dog. He was glad to have someone to keep him company. They lived together for six years, until a sandstorm tore them apart. When they met again, it was through a black-market deal. (The uke is a little luan bird!)
"You said I was a bright moon beneath a star-filled sky in late spring. I laugh at myself, for I'm no more than one of the many who have succumbed to the ways of this world."
-- Mu Ciqi
"I laugh, too, at how you never see yourself clearly. You're a cold pool in a foul, rotting swamp, meant to stand alone, yet you would rather drown in this mortal world."
-- Qin Xihuai
This story spans past and present lives, and takes place in the desert.
My imagination is limited.
My experience is limited.
My time is limited.
If you don't like it, please don't flame me.
The ending is rushed, don't read it!
Theme: Redemption
This honey especially likes to continue, let alone troll me in my comments!