Typewriter becomes a daily practice

A head of jet-black long hair spread down smoothly, making the boy's already fair skin even fairer. When the sunlight fell on the boy's slender fingers on the yellowed book, the fair fingers felt somewhat transparent and yellowed. Suddenly, a drop of water fell on the book in his hand, misting the ink-black writing on it, and a pure white cat lay beside the boy.

The boy's long hair fell down, covering the white cat's sight. The white cat sighed inaudibly. Naturally, the white cat was Tan Shaomo. Whether the sight is blocked by the hair is such a small matter, of course you don't need it if you have consciousness Mind you, what Tan Shaomo has been worried about recently is that An Ziji is more emotional than he imagined.

The reason why Answer Ji is emotional is not because he is emotional in doing things, but because he is easily moved, especially Answer Ji likes to read books and cultivate the truth. There are many books in the world, most of which are often jade slips, which are very convenient , There are also some who still prefer paper books, so there are also many paper books. When Answering Ziji is reading a book, his emotions are particularly easily moved by the characters in the book.

It’s common for Answer Ji to cry while reading a book, while Tan Shaomo is a rational reader. Even if he reads a tragedy, he will only feel sad and embarrassed, but he will not truly empathize with him. He cried just watching it, but An Ziji would be immersed in the emotions brought to him by this character, and would even write various long comments for several days in a row.

Tan Shaomo once asked and answered Ziji: "Then why don't you use them as prototypes, write fanfiction, and give them a happy ending?"

At that time, An Ziji shook his head, his eyes were still red, his voice was hoarse after crying, and then said: "But their helplessness has already happened, and I have thought about it too, if they maintain their character Change, come to a world that is safer than theirs, can you avoid everything?"

"However, how can I guarantee that if I take them out of their world, they will be willing to follow me? How can I guarantee that they will be happy if I take them out of their world?"

Hearing this, Tan Shaomo was taken aback for a moment. Looking at the serious expression of An Ziji, he suddenly understood that in the eyes of An Ziji, those worlds, even if they were just a few strokes of Wenxiu in his opinion, were all real. In this world, he thinks from his heart that those characters who do not exist really exist in the world where he is not.

After realizing this, Tan Shaomo would involuntarily try to comfort Answer Ziji. He hadn't done anything to comfort others for a long time. He learned the way he had seen, for example, jumping on Answer Ziji's bed like now. Then he patted Zi Ji's head with his paw, and said in a warm voice, "Xiao Ji, good boy..."

Answer Ziji came back to his senses, but he couldn't stop feeling melancholy. He stretched out his arms to hug Tan Shaomo, then stroked Tan Shaomo's hair, and asked slowly: "No matter how good a friend is, isn't it impossible?" Together forever, can't we be friends forever?"

"Little crucian carp, Huahua, and you, Mo, will one day get farther and farther away from me, maybe pass by, and become a stranger?"

The answer is that Ziji asked this question because he just finished reading this script, which was highly praised in "Falling Leaves". Many people who read the script expressed their empathy. The name is "Old Friends".

"Old Friends" tells a story about friendship in the form of flashback memories. At the beginning of the story, the protagonist is drinking wine with two casual cultivators he met recently in a wine shop. The protagonist is an outer disciple of a sect. It was a small adventure, and the cultivation base was not bad, and the two casual cultivators also met in a team during the experience.

It was such an ordinary day for drinking, but a few other monks were ushered in the wine shop. The protagonist and the two casual monks were all taken aback. Those monks didn't stay for long, they bought the wine and left.

But the three drinking wine fell into silence because of the arrival of several monks. As monks, they would not get drunk. "That black-clothed swordsman who came in just now, he is amazing..."

As he was talking, the protagonist fell into memories. He is now at the Golden Core stage, and his cultivation is not low, but he is not high either. A good brother from a neighbor in the same village, he and his neighbors are the only ones with spiritual roots in the whole village.

His neighbor's father is the only scholar in the village. His name is Huang Da, and his neighbor's name is Su Changfeng. Su Changfeng was very naughty when he was a child. He passed away a long time ago. Su Changfeng was always laughed at as a motherless child when he was a child. Su Changfeng was thin and small, but his temper was not soft-spoken.

Huang Da was big when he was a child, and because he and Su Changfeng were neighbors, seeing that Su Changfeng was a small one, he would always go up to help Su Changfeng, outnumbered, the two little kids always beat their faces After returning home with bruises, the sect accepted disciples, and there were only two of them in the whole village, one Tianlinggen and the other Silinggen.

The apprentice was a big sect, and he planned to throw Huang Da to the subordinate sect, but Su Changfeng had a stubborn face: "Where is he going, where am I going! We are good friends for life! We will not be separated! "

In the end they entered the same sect, but one was the outer sect and the other was the inner sect.

In the beginning, although they rarely saw each other because of the relationship between the inner and outer sects, the two grew up together and made appointments to meet each other from time to time. The life of the outer sect disciples was not easy, but Huang Da never told Su Changfeng about this. , every time I do tiring and troublesome daily tasks, I will always exchange the martial art contribution points for sound transmission symbols, for fear that it will be too late to reply to Su Changfeng's words.

Until one day, Su Changfeng asked him to meet again. It was a long time since the last time they met, he was still practicing Qi, and Su Changfeng had already completed his foundation building.

He was very happy in his heart. Su Changfeng never forgot his friend, and never disliked him as a friend. He thought it was his luck, and he cherished this friendship very much. Even if he heard gossip, He also always believed that they would be good friends for life.

He was only then, but when he met Su Changfeng, when he heard Su Changfeng talk to him about the world of the inner sect that he didn't know, and when he heard Su Changfeng talk about it, he might never have the chance to participate in it all his life. During the experience of the secret realm, when Su Changfeng often mentioned the name of a person he didn't know...

He suddenly realized deeply that he and Su Changfeng, since one was at the inner door and the other was at the outer door, they were already people from two worlds.

But he thought, maybe his own inferiority complex is causing trouble, he is not talented, but he can work hard, as long as he finally ascends with Su Changfeng, won't they still be good friends for life?He hid all his small thoughts, and still had a smile on his face, either in amazement or doubt, he thought he had covered everything up.

But after that, they had fewer and fewer chances to meet each other, and they could talk less and less when they met. From the beginning, they talked about everything, and finally they became silent about each other. He finally understood that there are some things that are really helpless. At that time, he was over 40 years old. He had experienced many things and experienced dangers unimaginable to ordinary people. He was a mature adult. He looked at Su Changfeng, who had already completed his golden core, and smiled slightly, alienated and gentle Said: "I remembered that a junior sister asked me for help, so I can't chat with you more."

Su Changfeng nodded in a daze. That was the second sentence they said when they met. The first sentence was "Long time no see". He turned around and left slowly. Since then, they tacitly never contacted each other again. up.

When Huang Da talked about this memory, one of the casual cultivators he met was a demon cultivator, and there are not many demon cultivators, because the demon cultivators themselves pay more attention to race, and most demon cultivators also love freedom , so demon cultivators are extremely common among casual cultivators.

This fellow demon cultivator was originally a flower demon, Rose Flower, who was as gorgeous as his original body but also a bit cold, named Yue Qiang. After hearing Huang Da's words, Yue Qiang gulped down Taking a sip of strong wine, the wine soaked his lips even more rosy, but his movements were extremely old men, and then he put the quilt on the table with a "slap": "Friends, after all, there is no one I really can't do without anyone."

Yue Qiang's nature is unrestrained and unrestrained, and he can be regarded as an outlier in the naturally gentle Qiangwei family. After he could cultivate a human form, he left his hometown and became a free and unrestrained demon cultivator. The road of casual cultivating is not easy. He is a demon. Growing up stumblingly, he has a bold personality, and along the way, he has met many friends from all over the world, from all ethnicities.

Until one day, he was wandering casually in a bookstore, and he fell in love with a book. He was just about to take it, but two hands were on the spine of the book at the same time. He smiled and said, "This is the last book. If you don't mind, can you show it to me after reading it?"

Most of the monks can read ten lines at a glance. He nodded, and one monster and one person finished the same book in the bookstore. In the end, he took the book away, and they didn't even exchange names.

The second time we met was in a Baibao Building. He wanted to change a magic weapon, but he couldn't find a suitable one after searching for a long time. He walked slowly, his eyes were attracted by a pitch-black long piano, he stretched out his hand, and played the long piano. Two hands appeared at the same time again, he looked up, and it was that handsome young man with gentle temperament again, this time he said with a smile: "What a coincidence, dare to ask You Zun's name?"

Since then, they have gradually become good friends. They have a lot of common hobbies, they all love reading books, and many of the authors they like are the same. Their favorite musical instruments are long pianos, and their food tastes are surprisingly similar. He is a rose demon, and the young man is a natural wood spirit root, and they also benefit a lot from each other.

Over time, they became confidants. Although Yue Qiang has many friends, there are few confidants who are so compatible, until one day he rescued a male cultivator during his experience. The male cultivator is well-informed, knowledgeable, generous and cheerful. , and soon became friends with Yue Qiang, and gradually became a confidant who could lead him.

Yue Qiang once thought that having one confidant in a lifetime is enough, and he was really lucky to have two. Once he thought it was a coincidence that the two confidants were in the same place, so he made an appointment to have dinner together, and introduced the two to get to know each other. It's great that the human and the demon can talk together for several days at the candlelight night, he thought.

Until one day, he accidentally ran into a male cultivator having a drink with a young man. He didn't care, but later found out that before he knew it, the two of them had gradually become more intimate. They are all from famous families, and there are contacts between sects from time to time. He thinks this is normal, as long as the three are friends all the time.

Later, when the three of them got together, Yue Qiang watched them gossip about their sects in front of him, he suddenly felt that he was out of place, maybe the so-called confidant was only him who thought so, it turns out that friendship also has exclusivity. Not three people.

#Lifelong friends are almost non-existent#

The little senior sister on the first floor: Her parents and I know each other. We are in the same sect, we are both inner sects, and we still have the same master, but we broke up. [stand hands]

The cactus on the second floor: My "friends are the most important to me" has always been told to him, but now we haven't seen each other for a long, long time, and there will be no chance to meet in the future.

A drop in the ocean on the third floor: When I was with her, I really felt that being friends with her was the most beautiful thing in the world, but she is so perfect, and being friends with her made me really tired.

Flying feather duster on the fourth floor: To be someone's indispensable friend is probably a talent, but unfortunately, I don't have this talent.

Huahua on the fifth floor: She introduced me lightly, "Ah, this is my former junior sister". It's just a former junior sister. I'm really sad to hear that, but I was able to become friends with her once. I'm still very happy [hugging myself tightly]

"I can understand what is said on the cloud altar. I know that I am not very smart. To you, I am also of unknown race, and I have no strength. I am still very weak," answered Ziji's voice beside Tan Shaomo's ear. When Tan Shaomo looked at Ji Ji's answer, his eyes turned red, "So, even if one day you don't want to be friends with me, I can understand."

Tan Shaomo was still worrying about how to answer the question of whether Answer Ji would be like a stranger in the future, but when he heard Answer Ji say this, he felt his heart shrink, and suddenly felt a little distressed.

The next moment, he saw tears falling from the reddish eyes of An Ziji, but he smiled and said, "Therefore, before you leave me behind, I will definitely cherish you all." of!"

"Although you may not be so lucky to be indispensable to you, it doesn't matter. I am really happy to know you!"

For a moment, Tan Shaomo's heart softened, he nodded, put his paw into Answer Ziji's palm, and said in a serious tone: "I am also very happy to know you."

As soon as the words fell, Tan Shaomo felt that the spiritual consciousness he stayed in his body was a little weaker, and the intuitive feeling was that the five senses were much weaker. He looked at Answer Ziji who smiled brighter because of his words, For a moment, he was a little worried about how he should tell Answer Ji that he would leave one day.

At this time, Answer Ziji, who had obtained the certification of a good friend, had already escaped from the sad mood. He was in a good mood, and he swiped down the cloud altar, and then saw a post, and a smile flashed in his eyes, It's fun.

This post also caused intense discussions because of his article——#你是甜东，或失酒? #

Dreaming back to the main building: I can actually understand the fight between the last two families in "Food from the Mortal World". It's hard to understand why there are salty rice dumplings?Also, if tofu nao is not salty, how should I add shrimp skin and chopped green onion?

Bone Demon on the first floor: Landlord, report the address!Let's fight!How can a zongzi be a good zongzi without meat?Isn't tofu nao delicious as long as you add sugar! [silently raises knife]

The little kite on the second floor: It’s really hard for me to understand why sugar is added to black rice porridge. Isn’t it the correct way to eat black rice porridge with pickles?

Yuguan on the third floor: There is a saying that salty tofu is a big deal, and the festival of righteousness is today, and our salty party will not give in easily! [Come on, let's fight]

The God of Wealth on the fourth floor: [smiling disdainfully] The salty party upstairs is really just for the time being, our sweet party is the unique delicacy, the cooking is harmonious, and the bean curd is moistened invisibly!

The reason why this quarrel arose was because An Ziji mentioned in "Gourmet from the Mortal Realm" that the Duan family gradually succumbed to the delicacy. From the beginning, they tried to stagger the time as much as possible and tasted it secretly, and then they broke each other. Just come to eat together in the small shop of Wonton from time to time.

The Duan family is not a small family in the city, so blatantly going together to eat ordinary things together has attracted the attention of a group of monks, especially the attention of the Zheng family who has always had a gap with the Duan family. Home is definitely not just for eating food, there must be some kind of panacea in this food that will help you cultivate.

The Zheng family, who consciously saw through the Duan family's tricks, went to the Wonton store in batches to verify, and then one or two silently joined forces with the Duan family, such as having a bowl of hot mutton soup together, the mutton bone soup that has been boiled for a long time, adding The scallions were added to remove the smell of mutton, and then the steamed buns that were fried until golden on the surface were dipped in the mutton soup. The inside of the steamed buns became soggy, full of the savory taste of mutton soup, and the surface was particularly crispy. At this time, I will have another sip of soup, and my stomach will be warm and comfortable.

Because of the delicious food, the relationship between the two families has unexpectedly improved, and from time to time there will be a small competition between the families to discuss with each other.

Just when everyone was happy, one day, two younger generations of the Duan family ordered a salted egg yolk meat dumpling in the wonton shop.

The zongzi made of wontons are very beautiful. The zongzi is made into a sharp-edged shape by the green zongzi leaves, and is tightly wound with a white thread. When the two juniors untie the rope, they can see some slightly yellowish sap soaked in juice. The glutinous rice is very soft and glutinous, with a slight salty taste. At the same time, the taste of salted egg yolk is mixed with the soft glutinous rice, which makes people appetite.

And take another bite, the marinated pork belly is fat but not greasy, it is very satisfying to eat.

While the two juniors were eating happily, two Zheng family juniors sat two tables away from them. The two Zheng family juniors didn't notice the Duan family at this time, and they were also enjoying the meal with relish. With delicious food, they ordered sweet rice dumplings, red bean and candied dates rice dumplings.

The delicate and slightly sweet red bean paste and the soft glutinous rice seem to be an excellent partner, making your mouth full of sweetness without feeling greasy. Take another bite, and the candied dates made with honey taste sweet. I feel that today is a bright and good mood.

At this moment, the two juniors of the Zheng family and the juniors of the Duan family spoke at the same time.

"Boss, two bowls of sweet bean curd!"

"Boss, two bowls of salted bean curd!"

The juniors of the Duan family were taken aback when they heard the words, and looked at the Zheng family with unabashed surprise: "How do you eat salted tofu nao? Tofu nao with white sugar is the best! Moist, sweet but not greasy, Very refreshing!"

The two of the Zheng family are not vegetarians either, so they raised their eyebrows when they heard the words, their faces full of disbelief: "Sweet Dou Hua'er, it sounds weird no matter what! Dou Hua'er should add some soy sauce, sprinkle dried shrimps and green onion , add some mustard skin, and eat it with a spoon, that's enough!"

"Is there something wrong? Eat tofu and add mustard?!"

"Isn't there something wrong with just adding sugar?"

As we talked, we started fighting at the slightest disagreement. We are all of the same generation, and our cultivation bases are similar. Recently, the family relationship is good. We have sparred many times, and the opponent's tricks are somewhat clear. Yuntun felt that they were making trouble in the store, and filed a complaint with the elders and regular customers of the two families.

When the elders of the two families heard that the juniors in the family were fighting again, they rationally told them to calm down, so they met on the road and were very friendly. When they arrived at the store together, they asked, "What's going on? sensible?"

The four of them were having a good fight, and the anger was still there after being interrupted, and they didn't dare to continue, so they complained in a hurry.

"They actually eat salted tofu nao, but also sweet rice dumplings!" "They actually like meat rice dumplings, and they also like sweet bean flowers!"

"It's just such a small matter." The two elders said in unison, this is not a big matter, and then the two elders said in different voices.

"Of course it's meat dumplings. Sweet tofu is more delicious."

"Sweet rice dumplings of course, salty bean curds are more delicious."

For a while, the scene was very awkward, looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Maybe I misheard just now," the elder Duan said very gracefully that he could understand, "It's nothing, anyway, salted egg yolk meat dumplings are good, plum dried vegetable meat dumplings are good, tofu nao doesn't need to be fancy, A little sugar would be nice."

The elders of Zheng's family felt that this matter could not be discussed, and they spoke very righteously: "Brother Duan's remarks are wrong. Sweet rice dumplings are the existence that suits our cultivation. The sweetness is suitable. Dou Huaer has a light taste, so naturally it needs to be added. Only seasoning can be incomparably delicious.”

The two elders looked at each other, let's fight!

The author has something to say: Well, tomorrow I will have meat dumplings for breakfast

How big are you every day!

【small theater】

Answer Ji: [Crazy Hint] I actually can't do without your little weaklings.

Tan Shaomo: Can't Open My Mouth.jpg