The author and protagonist HE [Transmigration Book]

Extra Story [-]/The Beginning and the End

01. About first encounter

On a sunny day in the depths of winter, Xiao Muyu was lying on the table drowsy.

The night before was the birthday of a certain roommate of Xiao Muyu, and a group of people continued to make noise until late at night, and Xiao Muyu didn't sleep well, but fortunately, there was no class in the morning, so she managed to sleep for a while and remembered that there was an elective class in the afternoon, so she endured a headache climb up.

After entering the classroom, she realized that she had misread the time. There was still more than an hour before class, so she simply lay down on the table and slept for a while.

The air-conditioning and heating in the classroom were fully turned on, and they probably forgot to turn it off after class in the morning. A few students came in shivering.

It snowed just two days ago, and the weather is the coldest time.

Several students warmed their hands and feet against the air vent, and then took out their homework books from their schoolbags and started copying homework, discussing with each other while copying.

At first they still remembered to keep their voices down, but gradually they no longer had any scruples. From chatting about homework to games, and then to a girl someone liked, they talked freely and loudly.

Xiao Muyu was woken up, probably a little bored deep in her heart, raised her head in a hazy consciousness, and caught a glimpse of the snow scene outside the window.

That heavy snow almost covered the entire campus. There were dedicated personnel to shovel snow on the main road, but no one cared about the small paths and grasslands and forests.

The not-so-strong sunlight fell down, but it also reflected the large expanse of snow glaringly white.

Xiao Muyu faintly touched a snow-white shadow.

The woman in consciousness is like frost and snow, standing against the light on the snow, like green cypresses and green bamboos, elegant and elegant.

At that time, Xiao Muyu heard the excitement of people discussing different works around her, and for a moment or two she became interested in those virtual characters—people in reality would also go crazy for those characters that don’t exist, as if through the screen Or the page can empathize with their emotions.

Of course, those characters have shining points that ordinary people can't match.

There are also people who will love the house and black from the characters, and crazily praise the author, because the works more or less reflect the author's own characteristics.

Whether it's vision, habits, or three views, the most obvious ones are naturally my preferences and aesthetics.

If she were to write, what kind of characters would she create?

Xiao Muyu once had such an idea.

That afternoon, when she saw the snow field, she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a moment, and the surrounding sounds disappeared, only the whistling wind.

But the place where the woman was standing seemed to be warm, sunny, and full of vitality.

She looked down, and Xiao Muyu met her gaze.

The woman seemed to smile.

— That's it.

There was such a sentence in Xiao Muyu's heart.

Later, it appeared many times in dreams, Xiao Muyu and that woman looked at each other for a long time, and finally came up with the idea of ​​writing.

At first it was just like a thin picture.

I only know that she has a beautiful face and a cool temperament, but she is silent, just a hazy phantom.

Afterwards, going backwards, I can vaguely see that the younger children also have this cold appearance, but they are more childish and simple, with unfaded baby fat on their cheeks, and have not experienced loss and betrayal one after another. The light in their eyes is Bright and soft, when he raised his head, he puffed out his cheeks unconsciously, trying to put on a straight face to pretend to be an adult, but on the contrary, he showed a cute and funny look.

Others respected her as a noble princess and did not dare to reveal a smile in front of her face, but they still couldn't help but feel a little softer in their hearts.

At that time, many people liked her.

It's just that people who can speak out are introverted, and they never express their favorites outright, and even show a little bit of preference with extra caution.

Those who want to say it think it is blasphemy, and dare not speak easily.

After that, no one had a chance to talk about it.

The departure of loved ones and loved ones cast a shadow over the palace. Her Royal Highness the princess placed herself on the top of the mountain, unwilling to show her fragility in front of others, and also reluctant to look down at all living beings and mortals. It was so cold that others dare not Look, I dare not approach.

She began to become really cold and hard, abandoning all her weaknesses, and wrapped herself up with indifference and aloofness from the inside out.

Gradually approaching the figure standing alone on the wind and snow when we first met.

At first, the gods only liked the appearance of the finished product shaped by her own hands.

Until the love deepened, he began to feel sorry for her suffering past, and finally the love and guilt turned into pity, and he would rather give up everything than let her suffer a little more harm.

02. The beginning of the world and the aurora

She saw the gods.

The young princess thought so.

She quietly took her mother's hand and told her about it, but only got a kind and tolerant smile.

The empress took it as a little joke for her daughter.

So this matter became a little secret that only Her Royal Highness knew.

The gods often come to the princess's room, study, garden... In short, they are places where the princess can see at a glance.

She didn't seem to know at first that she had been found.

The little princess secretly looked at her from the corner of her eye for a long time, but she didn't dare to reveal the slightest flaw.

The god looks like a woman, a little older than her, but sometimes she looks like an immature child, and the expression on her face changes a lot, as if she is quiet in a world where she is alone, but she is often inexplicably excited stand up.

She likes to talk to herself very much, and most of the words in her mouth are words that the little princess can't understand.

God is beautiful.

Sometimes the little princess can see her face clearly, but soon forgets her appearance, and only remembers the concept of "she is beautiful".

But this does not prevent the little princess from liking to look at her.

Just watch.

They were like parallel lines that never intersected. They were not far apart, but they never even met their eyes.

If only I could touch her.The little princess sometimes has such thoughts.

Her wish came true later.

When the little princess was practicing calligraphy alone in the study, a god suddenly appeared behind her.

The god poked his head out and looked over her shoulder to see what she had written.

It was clearly just a hazy shadow, but it seemed to be warm.

The little princess felt the sound of shallow breathing behind her, and accidentally knocked over the inkstone. The ink wetted the paper, and the cuffs were also stained with ink.

But she had no time to scruple, and subconsciously turned her head away.

Facing a pair of obsidian-like eyes, the gleam in the eyes couldn't be more real.

Those eyes reflected the little princess's stunned expression.

The god was also startled.

After looking at each other for a while, she raised her hand and pinched the little princess' cheek.

soft.

Her Royal Highness the little princess, who had never been openly offended, frowned, and looked over with what she thought was a vicious warning gaze.

One side of the cheek bulged unconsciously, appearing harmless.

The god smiled suddenly: "This dream is quite real."

She smiled brightly, the little princess still couldn't remember her face, but she remembered the light in her eyes, which seemed to be more enthusiastic and flamboyant than the sun.

And the hands pinching her cheeks were delicate and warm.

The god followed the little princess all over the palace.

After seeing the little princess, the palace people bowed their heads respectfully to say hello to her.No one noticed the god who followed the little princess.

Even if the little princess is holding the hand of the gods.

The people in the palace were not vigilant enough, they were often as dull as marionettes, turning a blind eye to many obviously strange things.

For example, the guard swaggered to see the emperor with a knife, but no one stopped him.

Fortunately, the guards were not prepared to take the opportunity to assassinate the emperor.

Another example is that a certain minister hurried into the palace the day before, admonishing the emperor not to send troops to fight, so as not to cause cholera in the world and plunge the Li people into dire straits.

The next day, it was the same minister who said in the hall that he would never compromise with those barbarians in other countries, and that he must send troops to crush those small countries that do not know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, so as to rectify the country's prestige.

No one thinks there is anything wrong with this, including the emperor who sits at the top.

The little princess is in such an environment, and occasionally feels a little absurd because of it.

Hearing her talk, God didn't think it was strange, with a slightly apologetic face, he said that it was probably some bug, and she would remember to fix it in the future.

The little princess didn't know what the god said about the bug, and she didn't ask again afterwards.

Because most of the time, she is the same as those people, and she doesn't feel any strange feeling.

After her occasional waking up, she quickly forgot those weird points, and like everyone else, she no longer felt that there was anything wrong with those abnormalities.

Afterwards, the world gradually became normal.

The personalities of the palace people have also become more distinct - the little princess remembers the little palace lady who has been with her for the longest time, has a mole on her lip, is a bit greedy, likes to eat snacks, and the other has a rigid personality and often hates iron. He stared steelily at the other.

But the little princess still couldn't remember the face of the god.

The last time the little princess saw the god was outside the palace.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found that she was standing on the snow field, she blinked, and was stunned for a while, before she recalled that she had sneaked out of the palace, wanting to see the scene outside the palace.

Turning his head again, the god was sitting beside him, pinching his chin and looking into the distance in thought.

On the large ice field under their feet, the gods sat on the snow, and the soft white snow was only sunken a little.

The place a little further away is full of wind and snow, and at a glance, there is only darkness and desolation.

Like a wasteland waiting to be reclaimed.

"Isn't this place too desolate?" The god said to himself, "It's too shabby from the palace, it's a big country..."

As she spoke, she raised her head, reached out and pinched the little princess' cheek, and smiled at her: "You say yes."

But she didn't mean to ask the little princess for advice.

"In the extreme north, there are ice, snow, lakes, seas, and aurora."

The god waved at the little princess, and without waiting for her to respond, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

The little princess wanted to struggle subconsciously, but she was only hugged closer. The god's warm body temperature wrapped her around her, and a laughing voice rang in her ears.

It was a whispered reminder.

"Be careful not to fall."

A faint soft light spread from their feet like ripples.

Under the waves of light and shadow, there is a clear lake surface. When the weather is calm and the sea is calm, it is as bright and vast as a mirror.

When I raised my head, I couldn't see the edge at a glance.

They are sitting on the lake.

The little princess was frightened and struggled a bit, her toes touched the surface of the lake, real ripples appeared in circles, and the sound of water could be faintly heard.

The god held her tightly and did not let her fall.

On both sides of the lakeside, green buds gradually emerged, and then quickly grew taller, taller, taller, and turned into trees, with green branches and leaves covered with thin snow.

The sky cleared as the lake spread out into the distance.

The wind and snow stopped suddenly, but the sun only fell for a short moment, and the sun hid behind the clouds.

The sky was getting darker, and it seemed that it was night, but a gorgeous aurora appeared at the end of the sky, and the stars followed.

The little princess looked up and stared blankly.

It was the most magnificent beauty she had ever seen in her life, like a miracle—it was a miracle.

The little princess raised her head very high, moved back together with the aurora in the sky, and finally faced the face of the god behind her.

The god looked down at her with a bright smile, and raised his eyebrows showing off in satisfaction.

She reached out and pinched the little princess' cheek, as if to say something.

The little princess blinked, and slowly heard that sentence clearly——

"This is your world," she seemed to say.