little general

The little general BY two forces cancer cells (Master Sparta)

Bai Lang waited for hundreds of years, life after life for Liu Qing.

It's a pity that Liu Qing in every life doesn't need him.

The copywriting is completely scribbled... Don't believe it...Gong Jujie! ! !Don't ask Gong Jujie again! ! !

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this life:

On the surface, the white lotus is actually monopolistic, strong, sick, neurotic, beautiful, aggressive X calm, mature, pampering wife, gentle and strong

Past life:

Bewitching, sick, beautiful, attacking X facial paralysis, doting, doting, and forcing

It’s still Meiqiang, don’t be fooled by the copywriting, it’s not cruel, this attack is not scumbag at all, it’s probably the best attack I’ve ever written...although it’s also neurotic_(:з)∠)_

Don't cheat, resolutely don't cheat, I have been thinking about this for a long time.

But maybe slower...

Content tags: ghosts, ghosts, past lives and present lives

Search keywords: Protagonist: Bai Lang, He Qiu (Liu Qing)┃Supporting roles: all kinds of little monsters playing soy sauce┃Others: Meiqiang, Past and present, Gentle Shou, Delicate Gong

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01

It's raining.

The raindrops kept hitting the concrete floor, and in a short while many small puddles were formed, which were broken by many feet and splashed.Pedestrians hurried across the street, the steamy city was tightly blocked by cars jammed on the road, and the road became a hardened cement vessel composed of horns, water and curses.

In winter... it rarely rains.

Bai Lang silently lay beside the stinky trash can, watching the street that suddenly accelerated due to the rain.A man ran past him, and the splashed water hit him. He subconsciously let out a cry of pain from his throat. The man turned his head to look at him, and walked away quickly without stopping.

It's all right, he thought.

The messy pile of rubbish couldn't stop the big raindrops, and the rainwater flowed down the torn paper and stinky to his body.The original snow-white fur has become gray and tangled together, and the wound on his body is probably rotten, and the festering wound emits a smell different from that of garbage.

He just lay silently beside the trash can, begging the trash can to give him a little bit of warmth.

The weather was really too cold, and the damp cold unique to the south could soak through the bones, so even though he tried hard to curl himself up, he still couldn't help sneezing.

A little girl with a rainbow-colored umbrella turned her head and looked at him curiously, as if she wanted to reach out and touch it. He raised his head, but the girl had been forcibly pulled away by the woman beside him.

"Don't touch it, it's dirty." The woman scolded her softly, "Be good, go home and mom will make you soup."

So the little girl withdrew her curious gaze.

Good to go.

Bai Lang thought, let's go, it's best to stay away from him, because he no longer has the strength to promise another good marriage to others.

But even though he thought so, he still felt a sadness of being abandoned in his heart. He shook his head, lay on the ground and squinted his eyes. He was watching the bustling streets covered in misty fog, watching people hide in a The hurried footsteps of another store.

Many people walked past him - unfortunately no one noticed him as a bystander.

Yes, there is no shortage of dogs in a city, let alone stray dogs.

Bai Lang closed his eyes.

So, why did it fall to this point?

He didn't quite understand, he felt that he just blinked his eyes a few times, and those people in green shirts and long gowns bowing to each other became what they are now, the fields disappeared, and the gray ground was full of huge beetles. He will say inexplicable things to a small box.

He doesn't understand, but this does not hinder the change of time, the vicissitudes of life, the time has actually passed too long, but he, a ghost who has lived for tens of thousands of years, really can't figure out the reason, but luckily he doesn't need to know Of these, he only needs to understand the only one thing.

He has to wait.

It might not be accurate to say wait for someone—who knows what that person became in this life.Maybe a grass?Maybe a snake?Or maybe the spirit of some treasure?

That person has committed too many crimes, so he can't be so lucky, right?

But that doesn't matter.

that man...

Bai Lang didn't think he was trying to remember that person's appearance on purpose, but his memory just engraved that person disobediently.Hundreds of years have passed, but the appearance of the young Qiaoxiaoqianxi is still clear - the red clothes are flying around, the skin is like snow, and the long black hair is really a peerless beauty with red lips and white teeth.

"Little general." The boy tilted his head, looked at him with a smile, and raised his tone slightly, "Little...general."

At that time, a young man named Liu Qing was lying on his body softly and bonelessly, with a pair of charming eyes that could capture the soul of others, he turned his head away uncomfortably, the young man giggled, stretched out his hand to hook His chin said, "Little general, my little general, Liu Qing likes you."

People say that the Hu Meizi who comes out of the Nanfeng Pavilion can curry favor with anyone, and can please anyone. Today he can be a charming little wave (ah ha ha ha ha ha ha I know this place is harmonious ha ha ha ha) goods, and tomorrow he can be a A noble and glamorous young man who can talk to you in love, and make a promise to him for a lifetime, but can open his legs to anyone after sleeping.

Princes, grandchildren, generals and nobles... which one can't be their guest of honor.

How can you believe their words?It was just a joke with no sincerity at all, but he just nodded and made a promise with a cold face. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not enough, so he promised another life.

It's really stupid, Liu Qing touched his face and teased, "Young general, why don't you just buy all my next lives? Don't say I'm unreasonable. This matter costs ten thousand taels of gold, so it's cheaper for a little general." , nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine taels of gold will do, and the remaining one tael...can I treat it as the betrothal gift you promised me?"

"……it is good."

So he was deceived like this...?

No, no, if this is the case, it's not a shameful thing, but it's a pity that he fell too early, and even today he can't remember when he fell in love.

Bai Lang was a little absorbed in his thoughts, so when a warm hand touched his head, he couldn't escape.

Hot, soft, gentle.

"Big guy, don't you have a home?" The young man squatted in front of him holding a white umbrella and looked at him with a smile, "It's raining, don't you want to hide?"

In the rain... This should be regarded as an encounter, but it's a pity that it's not a gifted scholar or a beautiful woman, but a stray dog ​​and a fair young man.

Bai Lang raised his eyelids carelessly, the young man's casual touch made his wound a little painful, he let out a warning grunt from his throat, but the young man smiled even brighter, leaned forward and covered him with an umbrella.

He is really a pretty young man, with fair skin and clear eyes, as gentle as ancient precious jade.

"Don't be fierce, big guy," he frowned, "I mean it kindly."

The young man's movements were unbelievable, so good that he was a little abnormal. Bai Lang tilted his head. In fact, he had a little hope in his heart, but he didn't stop calling for warning. Mao, "May I take you in?"

What a weirdo.

To actually want to talk to a stray dog, should we say that this young man is kind or naive?

If it weren't for the fact that if he moved his mouth casually, his wound would be pulled, Bai Lang would have been unable to hold back his laughter.There are tens of thousands of stray dogs in this city, if every dog ​​is taken in by him, then his house will become a dog's world—unless his house is a dog meat slaughterhouse.

To be courteous for nothing...According to human beings, rape or steal?

But the young man's eyes are really too clear.

Bai Lang knew that he stinks, but after the young man picked him up, he just complained, "The big guy is so heavy!"

Humans are... cunning creatures.

And this person in front of him...

He didn't resist, and silently lay on the young man's slender shoulders. A burst of fresh mint smell made him sniffle. He turned his head, and the young man raised the corner of his mouth to him, "Good boy."

The young man didn't care about other people's eyes, but just stroked the dirty hair.

02

He sniffed the young man's scent and closed his eyes.

The smell on his body is fresh, there is no heavy powdery smell, although the young man's body is soft, but it has not reached the point of being soft and boneless, and most importantly, his clear eyes.

He's... a nice guy.

Bai Lang couldn't help squinting his eyes. Even though the change was so great, the taste of the soul would not change. He recognized it—it turned out to be Liu Qing from this life...

If Liu Qing in her previous life knew that she was so innocent, wouldn't she jump in contempt?He would definitely squint his long and narrow ecstasy eyes and pull his ears, trying to make him forget about this "completely unglamorous" fool.

Bai Lang thought a little laughingly, the young man had already brought him home, bathed him and applied medicine, and made a simple nest for him out of a big cardboard box, and put a soft pillow in it .

It's amazing...the person really does seem different.

Bai Lang stepped on it, and the white cloth surface was dented immediately, so he couldn't help stepping on it a few more times - it was softer than the previous pillow.

"It's cheap for you." The young man propped his head and looked at Bai Lang's way of stepping on the pillow, and smiled, "If I hadn't lost love and you happened to be right under my nose, I would never have picked you up... um , Big guy, my name is He Qiu, and I will be your master from today on!"

He touched Bai Lang's head, "Tell me, don't we have a destined relationship? It's just a coincidence that you are right under my nose.