orc love

City C in August is a huge furnace. The high temperature has been high all the time. People can’t go out without going out. Even if they go out, they walk in the shade. Although it doesn’t have much effect, Anyway, it is better than nothing.

It is now two o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day, so hot that people start to get irritable, and their tempers are on fire like a gunpowder cartridge, and they talk indiscriminately. Life is pissed off.

No, the comment area in front of me was pinched, and it was an article that Bai Ran finished last week.

Bai Ran is in poor health and should not be angry. Usually he would not pay attention to such meaningless pinching, but today he is in a bad mood and irritable for no reason. It may be because the weather is too hot. He thought so, so suddenly Just wanted to see what these people had to say.

The small fan on the table was blowing the wind, and the wind blowing it was also hot, and the fan was small and the power was low, so it couldn't cool down at all.The electrical wiring in this small apartment of more than [-] square meters has aged and is very fragile, and it will burn out if you don't pay attention, which will be very troublesome, so I can only choose a low-power one.

Bai Ran writes articles on the literature website, mainly writing about Tanmei.He has also written romance, but he is not a girl after all, and he can't grasp the heroine's character well. On the contrary, it is easier to write Danmei because he is also a member of this circle.

He poured a glass of water, returned to the computer, and carefully read the comment that caused a fight.

It was a long review. I wrote that his article plagiarized a certain adult’s article, and listed the points of plagiarism one by one. Even the point of time travel came out. I was speechless about it. This can only be regarded as following the trend and not counting Plagiarize, and the adult here does not seem to be the ancestor of time travel.

It is reasonable to say that this kind of substandard comment is totally untenable, but a few fans came up to defend it, and the language became a little fierce, so it was pinched like this, and his previous articles were also brought up to speak out.Later, it turned into a personal attack, and even opened a post on the forum. When Bai Ran went to read it, he had already turned a few pages. I don't know who said he was a man, so the words disgusting and perverted Out.

Bai Ran is at a loss, he is indeed gay, but don't these people all like to read Tanmei?Anything is fine in the novel, brother, father and son are all acceptable, but when it comes to reality, does it turn into a disgusting pervert?Bai Ran silently closed the post, even though he had heard even the worst words in reality, but when these girls who shouted BL domineering but hurt others said it, he felt very sad, as if he had been cheated.

The last article is over, and he is going to start a beastman article.After typing thousands of words, I couldn’t calm down, and thought of the words on the post, saying that all his essays were of the same type, that he had written his ideal type, and that he had written his ideal type. Write as the main character...

Sighing, looking at the opening article just coded, since people have said this, then simply write an article using yourself as a prototype. It just happens that there is no motivation recently, so just treat it as a benefit for yourself.

Modification and modification finally finished the opening chapter. The protagonist is a male bear orc named Herbert. He really wrote this character according to his ideal type.

Bai Ran felt very tired today, took a wet towel and wiped his face, but still felt sweaty, sultry and out of breath.Looking at the medicine bottle on the refrigerator, Bai Ran considered whether to take it a second time.

Ever since he resigned because of being sexually harassed by his male boss, Bai Ran stopped looking for a job and stayed at home writing articles to make money.Now the theft is too serious, and he is not a great master, so the monthly income is actually very little, and there is not much left after rent and living expenses, and the little money he barely saved is used to sell medicine.

Heart medicine is very expensive, Bai Ran can only reduce the three times a day medicine to one dose, and if he is in good condition, he will stop for a few days.I have already eaten it once this morning, even though I am feeling very uncomfortable now, Bai Ran is still not willing to eat it again.

Staring blankly at the document on the screen, Bai Ran thought, it would be great if this was true, so that he would not be so lonely.But a novel is a novel after all, no matter how beautiful the description is, it is all imagined, not to mention that it is written by myself.Bai Ran laughed at himself, he didn't know what happened today, he really liked to think wildly.The mood is still very bad, and I want to adjust it, but I feel more and more difficult to breathe.

Covering his chest with his hands, he leaned on the table and breathed heavily, Bai Ran could feel the temperature of his hands and feet drop rapidly.He stumbled to get the medicine, and finally unscrewed the bottle cap with trembling hands. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly lost consciousness.

Bai Ran felt that he had a sweet dream, only felt that his body was warm, without the high temperature brought by the scorching weather, and also without the coldness and suffocation feeling when he fell ill.He seemed to be in a soft and warm sun, and there was a refreshing breeze blowing by.

He could feel the wind gently blowing the ends of his hair that blocked his eyebrows, making them playfully swipe at the corners of his eyes.He also felt the itching on his cheeks, like teasing a cute little animal, the warm feeling of humidity when they stretched out their small tongues to lick the skin.

He thought that he was about to die, otherwise how could he change from the pain of illness to such a comfortable feeling.Looking back on this short life, he left nothing but a few essays.

The landlord should be the first to find out that he died. After all, he only paid the rent at the end of this month, and then he will find the phone number of his adoptive parents from his mobile phone, and then what?Will they come to see the gay adopted son they kicked out of the house?

Bai Ran didn't want to know the answer. He suddenly felt that it didn't matter whether he existed or not. Maybe only those readers who reminded him to update would remember him for a day or two, and when he found out that he was no longer updating, he would think he had abandoned the pit. I can't remember him anymore...

No one needs him, no one will remember him, and no one will miss him...

It was an indescribable fear, as if something suddenly disappeared completely. No one could give a correct answer to whether this thing really existed in this world.

Bai Ran fell into this kind of panic. Although he died, death and disappearance are two completely different concepts.He was very scared and sad, even though his whole body was warm now, he still felt cold from the bottom of his heart, his hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't even feel the beating of his heart.

Herbert placed the unconscious sub-female safely on the wooden bed, and sat down by the bed himself, looking at the thin sub-female found by Moon Lake.Blowing the dry weeds on his hair, reaching out to brush the overlong hair away from his eyes, and carefully wiping off the dirt stained on his face with a warm wet handkerchief, and then covering the blanket .

Looking at the subfemale on the wooden bed, I don't understand why he is shivering, is it not warm enough in the room?The winter in the northern plains is really too cold.Thinking of this, he got up and replaced the thin blanket covering him with a thick quilt made of animal skin, filled the burning stove with firewood, and then sat back on the bed .

He wanted to put back the hand that slipped out of the quilt, but found that the hand in the big palm was cold, and touched his feet, which was also cold.He took a piece of animal skin that was not too big and baked it by the stove, then held the hand that was going to be put back under the quilt, rubbed it gently, and changed the other hand when it was warmed up, until both hands became soft It was warm, so he put his thin white hands under the quilt with satisfaction.Take a small piece of hot animal skin that has been baked, and wrap it tightly around the white and blue feet.

After doing all this, I saw water drops suddenly appearing from the corners of the eyes of the sub-female who had not woken up. I was taken aback for a moment before I realized that he was crying. Transparent water drops flowed from the corners of the reddish eyes across the cheeks and ears one after another, and finally fell to the ground. On the animal skin, it penetrated into the fur, silently.

The bear tribe is a very simple and nervous race, even if Herbert is the most careful and intelligent hunter in the tribe, he still doesn't understand why this petite sub-female is crying in a coma, and there are no other females and sub-female The sobbing sound that the clansmen would make when they cried was just tears shed quietly, but he felt that such crying made people want to kiss and protect.

When Herbert wiped his tears with his hands, Bai Ran woke up.

He felt that he was crazy, otherwise there would be a strong man in front of him, and most importantly, this man looked exactly like the ideal man he imagined in the beastman novel he just wrote!

It turns out that I'm really dead... After drawing the conclusion, Bai Ran thought about it. Since I'm already dead, it's useless to worry about it. Let's live a good life again in the next life.

Having figured it out, Bai Ran regained his good mood. He thought that he was really a good young man who obeyed the law and loved the country. Otherwise, how could he go to heaven after death?I think good people will be granted a dream they want most before reincarnation.

Bai Ran raised his hand and covered the face of the man in front of him, "Herbert?"

"How do you know my name?" Herbert looked at Bairan suspiciously. This sub-female was not from his own tribe, and the sub-female from a nearby tribe would not recognize him, so he took Bai Ran's hand and held it He didn't think much about it, because the relationship between the orc tribes is very harmonious. They resist wild beasts and natural disasters together, and they don't attack each other, let alone spies. "Where are you from? How can you run?" To Moon Lake?"

"It hurts!" I didn't expect this man to have such great strength, if it wasn't for his surprised and helpless face, Bai Ran would almost think that he did it on purpose.

"I'm sorry, I didn't use enough strength, does it hurt?" Herbert actually didn't use much strength, but he was indeed stronger than other male orcs in the tribe, and he had no contact with females or sub-female With experience, the power of nature is great.

Seeing Bai Ran rubbing his hands, he felt even more embarrassed, "I'm too reckless, but I just want to know which tribe you belong to, and why did you go to Moon Lake? It's winter now, and the weather is very cold. Your tribe How could you let the sub-female run out? Besides, you wear so little clothes and are so thin, if I hadn’t discovered you earlier, I’m afraid you would have frozen to death outside.”

Herbert looked at him, waiting for his answer, but Bai Ran was already at a loss because of these words.

tribe?Subfemale?No matter how dull he is, he should understand that this is not a dream given before reincarnation as he thought.There will be no pain in the dream, and no one will say strange things to him.But if it's not a dream, then why is this person exactly like the person I imagined?Even the same name? !

Could it be that... I have time-traveled into my own novel? !