My name is Bai Li, I am a dragon, I am (silenced) years old, the origin of the name is very simple, I was born next to a pear blossom tree, and my body is white after breaking the shell, so I named Bai Li. Why not white pear, there is a story here, once upon a time a man with a fairy wind and bones listened to my description, laughed at my name, the pear is ugly, not as good as the dawn, so I changed the word, added a bit of literature and art.

The mountain where I was born has a nice name, called Broken Mirror, and it is the most remote and bitter place in heaven and earth. Birds don't lay eggs, grass can't eat here, and even the pear tree is famous, and of course, these things happened before I was born. After I was born, the aura of heaven and earth was in motion, the pear trees bloomed, the birds chirped, and everything returned to its natural vitality.

I was a good boy since I was a child, and I loved to make friends, and all the little beasts on the mountain were entertained by me, and they were willing to play with me. It's just that they seem to behave the same, and when they see me dancing excitedly, their eyes flashing with excitement, how much they love me. But since I became an adult, they don't like to get close to me, and their dancing posture has become unsettling, and white foam has appeared in their mouths. How is that! At that time, I did not suspect this, but I thought that the little beast was overjoyed, but unexpectedly it was scared to death by my coercion.

When I entered the human world, my transfiguration may have become uglier, and their attitude towards me was always unfriendly, often targeting me, hair, eye color, whole face, dress style, etc. Because of this, everywhere I go always attracts pointers, and it is very boring. Fortunately, under my long-term observation, human beings do not have a kind of person who does not raise their eyes, and their appearance is faint, which is referred to as the public face. Over the years, I have walked in the human world with this face, and it has been a lot quieter.

Many years later, I felt envy, and I often wondered why those little beasts had cubs and could play with them every day, while I was alone. Until one day I found an egg in a cave, which proved to be an authentic dragon egg, that is, I am of the same kind, and it is my duty to take care of it. It took a thousand years, and it was as safe as an egg in my nest, calm and without waves, and while I had bad intentions, the egg broke, and a small black dragon appeared, looking naïve, with hazy eyes, and then began to cry. Thinking that Xu has been hungry for a long time, but there is no baby food around me, and the dragon can use its own eggshell as a source after birth, but the little dragon in front of him is weaker, except for the cute eyes that open his round eyes to me, it is silly drooling.

My heart was crossed, and I cut my finger to feed the little fat dragon, it had a good appetite, and it held and sucked for a long time, but it only got the first bite, and began to cry again, and it was very irritable. No, squeezed a few drops and smeared them on its eggshell, and the little fat dragon cooed with joy, completely forgetting my hard work. The little fat dragon is still nameless, it is difficult to call it a nameless dragon, no, it will be famous in the future and lack domineering, and it will be mighty. It has a dark body and a surname black. The body is fat, called black fat! It seems to be a little ugly, think about it again. Black cute, black fat, blackened, black beans, black night...... I thought of a name for a hundred years, during which I called it black, and it called me white, which was appropriate for the occasion.

I was distressed about the fact that the cub I had raised for many years rebelled one day and wanted to find his father and mother. The dragon clan gives birth to a free-range child, and the intention is to give birth to the child even if the obligation is fulfilled, life and death are up to fate, and the strong are holy (victory). The dragons have inherited memories, and the young dragons who survive will continue to accept the memories that seep into their souls little by little. Black drank my blood, and the memory of the inheritance was covered, but he couldn't absorb my inheritance, and the black of a hundred years was like a blank paper, which made me feel sorry for the flawlessness. What a good seedling, I was accidentally brought into a mental retardation. Fortunately, the black is loved by God, and he broke through his heart and finally got back the memory of his inheritance, so he said that he was looking for relatives.

I treat it with all my heart, but it says that it can't climb high, I cry with grief, and it says that tears are worthless, and I stuff it with the road entanglement, and it cries out for self-reliance. Who brought up this baby, it is such a quirk. It's probably me who brought it up, and it's really ugly. I don't know how many years have passed, I have become an old dragon, Hei is still as strong as ever, and I have thought of a nice name for myself, called Heishu. I laughed at him for having a more unique taste than I did, and even thought of taking the name of a tree, and unknowingly thought he was a black tree spirit. Later, he explained to me the meaning of the name, and he hoped that his wish would come true.

I never dreamed that this baby that I brought up with one hand would have a desire related to me, and wanted to be my partner. The dragon clan is single-minded in love, and the two dragons look at each other, and a fit is a lifelong bond. The dragon clan is not like the ordinary beast in estrus, it can be said to be cold, but it has its own blood. The normal situation is that estrus occurs once in thousands of years, and one time is immeasurable, and I, now (silenced) years old, have not yet been troubled by estrus. I am an old man, a long-lived dragon among the dragons, and I know that sooner or later my body will return to heaven and earth and dissipate into nothingness. So I seriously refused the baby's invitation and asked him to find another good dragon.

On the day of my (silenced) year, God sent a messenger to pick me up, and since then Bai Li is no more, and I hope that the baby will be cherished.

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In the 21st century, in an ordinary café, there is an ordinary clerk who is cleaning up the table, and her ordinary appearance is inconspicuous, and that person is me. I am Bai Li, but for the sake of the word ordinary, I changed it to Bai Li. When there was a situation in the store and the staff was too busy, they would always shout out the words that called me.

"Xiaoli, answer the phone."

"Xiaoli, come here."

"Xiaoli, check out."

My most important and indispensable part in this coffee shop is to do chores. They said I was reliable, they said I was very well-behaved, they said I was very temperamental. Whenever someone in the store smashes the scene or has nothing to do, it's right to push me out. Because I would stare at the man with a smile, and show eight teeth stupidly, and a minute or two passed, and no one could resist me.

There is a signboard clerk in the store, male, named Shan Ge, who is a young and energetic twenty-four-year-old social person. He has a crush on the little sister Fu Xiangwei opposite the store for half a year, but unfortunately he never dares to have the courage to confess, and always buys a rose and silently pulls the petals to count the single and double, and I pick up the petals he doesn't want to dry and make tea, so as to eliminate waste.

I haven't said it yet, there is a flower shop opposite the coffee shop, Fu Xiangwei is a florist, and every time Shan Ge buys roses, it is through Fu Xiangwei's hands. If Fu Xiangwei wasn't there that day, Shan Ge wouldn't buy flowers, after all, the roses bandaged by the beauty were his favorite.

Because of Shan Ge's handsome appearance, there are countless people who are infatuated with him, such as Zhang Yu and Xiao Kexin in the store, as soon as they see Shan Ge, the love in their eyes will quickly come out of the frame, and the saliva at the corners of their mouths will almost flood, and I silently handed over tissues and asked them to eliminate the evidence of the crime.

The owner of the coffee shop was a Chinese-American, who often lectured us in broken Chinese, and although the scene was serious, it was painful to laugh. The proprietress acts as an interpreter on the side, trying to explain that the boss is not funny. And I smiled the whole time, trying to be a silly white sweet.

By the way, let's talk about me. My name is Bai Li, I am 21 years old this year, and I live at No. 231, Lotus Village, Shilitang, Donghe County. The place where I work is the busiest commercial street in the city of Ancheng, don't ask me how to get this job, it's very simple, my dad introduced me. My dad, who? Wu Ming. Don't ask me why I don't take my father's last name, because it doesn't sound good. Wu Li, powerless, unreasonable, rude.

After work that day, my dad picked me up and went home. From a distance, you can see a bad old man holding a small flower umbrella, humming an unknown tune in his mouth, and it seems to be "I'm here to pick up my daughter from work, I'm so happy, my daughter is a little cutie, I'm so happy, my daughter is so beautiful, I'm so happy......"

He's happy, I'm not happy. This passage is repeated over and over these few sentences, can you change some tricks.

Zhang Yu was used to my father's rough nerves, and turned me elbow, with a teasing voice: "Bai Li, your father really dotes on his daughter." Why have I never seen your mother, did you run away with another man, hahahahaha. ”

According to me, Zhang Yu is like a seventh aunt on TV, like an eighth woman, and she has no words.

I was asked about this topic about mothers a long time ago, and to tell the truth, "I don't have a mother. "But some people don't care, and they always have to ask again in the future.

Xiao Kexin is more pleasing than Zhang Yu, and like most little girls, she loves to chase stars, but she never jokes. Xiao Kexin stepped on her very seriously after hearing Zhang Yu's teasing, reassuring me that I didn't care. I really don't care, after all, I really don't have a mother. But when they say it, they don't understand the specific meaning, so it's better not to say it.

After saying goodbye to my colleague, my father took my hand and walked to the bubble tea shop, saying that it was cold and asked me to drink some hot stomach warming. What a touching affection, but unfortunately I can't cry, because today is a sunny day, the highest temperature is 32 degrees, and at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, you can still see pedestrians wearing light short sleeves outside the glass window. From the time my dad came with the little flower umbrella up, the sky changed dramatically, and it was raining.

The climate of Anseong is like spring all year round, but its calm appearance has been shattered.

In the eyes of outsiders, my dad is a mature and steady middle-aged man, explain, fake. He's so skinny, he's just an old naughty boy, and he's the one who caused the sudden change in the weather.

Oh, look at my memory, I forgot to say, my dad is not a normal person, he is very famous, nicknamed - the creator god. It's not the second name of an Internet addicted teenager.,It's a real creator.。 The world is a product of his, and I play the role of a daughter.

No. 231 Shilitang Lotus Village, Donghe County is my fabricated address, but the moment I exited, the world really existed at No. 231, Shilitang Lotus Village, Donghe County. No way, my dad spies on me every day, causing me to have no privacy at all.

The rain outside couldn't stop for a while, and I leisurely sucked the pearls in the milk tea, listening to the nagging of the old man in front of me, that is, my father.

"Lili, this world is about to collapse, do you have any other places you want to go, Dad will make one for you." Comrade Wu Ming wore a fashionable curly hair, and used the sticky notes in the milk tea shop to make a draft, and the pattern was crooked, and few people could understand it.

"I'm tired of playing in the last days, it's not aesthetic at all, it's too bloody."

My dad is crooked, I really want to complain about him. That apocalyptic world was obviously built by himself, and he blamed the zombies inside for not being beautiful enough.

"The Mary Sue world is bloody, the characters come with roses, and the background board is directly blind."

I was reading comics in my spare time, and my dad was inspired and fell in love with Mary Sue.

The little girl in the bubble tea shop is still working hard, and if you look closely, you will see that her face begins to appear chapped fine lines from the corners of her eyes, which gradually spread throughout her body and then disappear along with the place where we are. My dad and I were the only ones left in the whole space, not people to be exact.

"Lili~" my dad habitually spoke, "Do you remember the scene when we first met?" ”

"Yes."

"You're so young, but I've abandoned you." My dad covered his face and whined, "But it's okay, I found you, and our father-daughter relationship is still there." My dad looked up, tears shining in his eyes.

In this situation, blame me, why do you read comics and novels to this bad old man, causing him to be possessed by the spirit of drama every day. I only remember a vague memory of myself.

Bai Li, white dragon, old dragon, no partner, adopted a black dragon, black forgiveness. After rejecting Kuroshu's marriage proposal, I died. Then, when I opened my eyes, I saw the bad old man in front of me, who was staring at me with a look of fascination, saying that he had finally found his lost treasure.

The creator God established worlds without his own dependents, so he created me, an egg. I woke up and chose my own race and forgot the memories associated with him. Hehe, that's what he told me, but the facts I know are completely different. When the creator God created me, he thought I was too ugly and buried me in the soil and left me to fend for myself.

I would call him Daddy when I was playing the role, and most of the time I would call him a bad old man. The old man asked me if I missed the old world. No. It's nice to be free now, even if I'm just a wisp of soul now.

A long time ago, I resolutely chose to die in order to escape Kuroshu's marriage proposal. And the dragons are all long-lived, with rough skin and thick flesh, and it is really difficult to die. I remember taking the initiative to open up my weaknesses to those enemies who looked me unpleasant, hoping that they would give me relief, but I didn't know that all the uncompetitive guys were itching me as if they weren't full. How I ended up dying, I forget, it seems like I'm dying.

The creator god is still immersed in the previous role, "Lili, in fact, it's not impossible for you to go back, the body is still there, as long as the soul returns to its place, you can be reborn." ”

"That body is too old." I am a young soul.

"It's okay, I'll reshape one for you." For the Creator God, anything can be done.

"Okay, I'm tired of these games anyway, so it might be nice to have an entity."

At that time, I didn't realize how that bad old man could be so kind, obviously deceitful, but he didn't have time to react, his eyes were black, and he lost consciousness.