God's Palette

When Xia Xun left Xia's house a few steps and passed through a secluded alley, she became the first object that God encountered in the world.The morning light doesn't shine through the alleys, but the shade can also breed weeds and moss—just like the alleys she opened in her second life.

When Xia Xun saw the guy's first glance, he knew what was going on.

A little sister who was very similar to herself, but looked like she was only about ten years old, was waving to her there.She was wearing outdated summer clothes, and her eyes were shining with a clear and pure light, so beautiful that Xia Xun would not get tired of taking it back for a few years.

"Damn, you really can do it." But she only roared at the other party, "Soap bubbles!"

"Hey, I'm just responding to your proposal, Master." The tone was exactly the same as that of the soap bubble that was begging for a fight, but just changing the appearance to a very cute little girl made Xia Xun no longer have the idea of ​​plotting to kill God. "About this body, because it is urgent to work, it can only be done like this."

"This appearance is a bit similar to me..."

"I can't help it, the body that God prepared for himself has only this design form, so we continue to use it." She smiled playfully, "The body material temporarily requisitioned is the soap that was given to you before and the inside of it. Theocratic color. If you want to restore your body to factory settings in the future, you have to come to me directly."

Xia Xun swallowed his saliva. It was fine without the extremely convenient soap, but looking for her... what would happen?

Could it be that she, the beautiful ten-year-old girl who is now a fake, was rubbed on her body as soap?

As if he had penetrated Xia Xun's mind, the god of soap bubbles - no, it should be called the god of young girls now, and said in a mischievous voice: "I can lick you back."

"Shit, this is even worse, no no no no!"

"hey-hey."

Although he knew this was mostly a joke, Xia Xun was in a sad mood and couldn't help but beat the wall in a familiar way.Yesterday, she proposed to let the god of soap bubbles try to be a human, but it was actually selfish—

If you hand over your current body to it, there may be a chance for it to return the previous body that truly belonged to you.Even if it doesn't work, it's better to change to a low-key body.

Now that it's all in vain, it is estimated that I have to think hard and explain the extra ten-year-old sister... I feel that there is another one in the list of the Xia family tree.

When she was distressed, a small, warm hand, by standing on tiptoe, patted Xia Xun's back, and said with relief: "Cheer up, Xia Xun. Let's go? Are you not? Is there anything else to do?"

"……Um."

Xia Xun does have something to do.

The magic of forgetting has been imposed on the condition of "one day", the lonely girl is still waiting in confusion, the encounter now will be free and fresh.Breathing in the Morrowind, she walked towards the apartment building with a god like her sister.

The god who experienced human beings reached out his hand silently and handed over a box.

After Xia Xun accepted it, she waved her hand, said something like "experience life, I'm going to school" and left quietly.Xia Xun silently sympathized with her classmates - especially those little boys, I'm afraid they will fall into an inevitable and ignorant secret love...

But Xia Xun smiled slightly, because it was no different from the current self.

She carefully opened the box handed over by God - so bright that it was as if the azure blue that had extracted the entire sky was being bent in it.It is a ring made of the color of a god. To be precise, Xia Xun made it look like this after discussing with the god of soap bubbles and the color itself.

This azure blue replied rationally - it wanted to go back.

Maybe it will be worn on a finger instead of lying deep in the soul, that's okay too.At least, I want to accompany the lonely girl until her life ends naturally.

Putting away the gift box, Xia Xun groped in his pocket for a while, and pulled out a small note with slightly faded writing on it.

This was one of the dozen or so pieces of paper that Xia Xun had excerpted before - it recorded the address of the place of employment.In that job posting, the address was written in it in a beating and awkward way.

"Go straight on XX Street, and there is a small fork in the back of the first steamed bun shop. Follow it and find a hundred-year-old magnolia tree. Its northeast-facing apartment building is the work place.

And if you are a qualified girl, the number of steps from the magnolia tree to the downstairs divided by 61 is the floor where you want to work.

Another reminder, you'd better buy a meat bun at the bun shop at the beginning. The wrapping paper they give you has their phone number, and the number at the end is the room number where I live. "

After reading it again after a long absence, Xia Xun smiled very happily, at that time.I was really pissed off when I picked this up.Downright, such as prank-like recruitment information, the salary is still as low as 2000 a month, I had to go, but I was very reluctant.

And now, it's the path of her own choosing.

Speaking of which, when she came last time, she didn't even have the money to buy the meat buns from Baozipu, but chose to peek at the numbers, which was not in line with the procedure - so this time, Xia Xun did the same, from the friendly husband and wife team. Bought one there.

As for the next step, it's actually very simple.

But after walking the very familiar way home, he pressed the floor number that he had memorized in his heart, and silently counted down the elevator's ascent time.If you want to say what else is needed... it is to think carefully about how to make her, who is afraid of life, withdrawn, and out of the day and night, become interested in the words of the bad guys outside the door.

Last time, I told her the story of the sheep's wool absorbing water when it rained... This time, maybe I can tell the story of the creator who was bored and the photographer who died tragically?Will she be interested?

Xia Xun thought about this, stepped out of the elevator, and knocked on the door, even though the key was in his pocket.

-The End?

postscript

A belated postscript, I hope someone else sees it.

"The Color Palette of God", or "The Real Chaos in Your Circle" is over. I didn't think about delaying the postscript, but I have been busy with the new book these days. In the quagmire at the beginning, only now do I have the heart to write a postscript.

First of all, as usual, thanks to all readers for their support.

All readers who don't hesitate to pay, all readers who have given me tips and blades.

In particular, I would like to thank all the leaders who have always made me feel guilty:

The tea boss in Baihe, the moon crow bastard, the old customer of Marisa, the little friend in stockings, the boss of Lanying, the local tyrant of Ji Yimei, the banquet boss of pedestrians in the dark

Wu Miao Wang's anger boss, 14 balls, Maobai's wife, Akiba's summer boss, Shiina Tutu boss, the author sold his body in exchange for...... boss

JingYzC boss, Yueyaya women's clothes really fragrant boss, sleepless Zhanwu scum boss, ハ Yunzi boss, of course I forgive you boss, Aunt Hezi (I didn't receive your FF14 message, Enya doesn't want you)

While there must have been many leaders who have said goodbye to me, of course I am grateful.

I don't deny that I didn't write this book well. Its positioning is a novel for "playing tickets". In fact, I didn't plan to write a long-length serialization at all, but unexpectedly, because of its popularity, I could only bite the bullet.

This has led to weak updates in the mid-to-late period, because I am really, incomparably, aggrieved, and feel that it is so difficult to write... Otherwise, I will not have a hard time with income, and I am not willing to delay it. ...but anyway, let everyone down, my sincere apologies.