Story of Longevity

Dead wood in winter, backlit silhouette, wooden building.

In the depressive clouds above the sky outside the window, the man in the window leaned on a chair with a baby in his arms and groaned softly. A rattan cradle and a wooden and gem stick were placed beside it.

The man does not look like the father of the child from his face, but his mysterious temperament and the angle of light reflect the vicissitudes of life that do not fit his age...

His gaze did not look at the child in his arms, but looked out the window, but the expression on his face felt unclear.

——This is the first page of the comic that occupies a full page of comic content.

All of them use black and white light and shadow and delicate lines, but the effect is so appropriate.

True white is worthy of being true white. It is just that this page has no plot, no language, and even colorless single-frame comics expressing a story world that can attract human souls.

Turning to the next page, the man in the painting who was looking out the window suddenly made a motion of turning his head back, looking out of the screen, and happened to meet the readers who read the comics.

At this moment, Xingqi had a feeling of facing himself.

"Is this... me?"

Sure enough, just like what Xingqi said to Rita, it was not because of sadness or disappointment that he ran upstairs, but only because he was inspired by the situation at the time.

Looking further down, the sixteen-page standard one-chapter comics are all the actions of the star carved in Zhen Bai's eyes when they were with Yiye.

Because there are only two creatures from Star Carving and Ichiyo, there are no lines in the entire chapter, except for the onomatopoeia that embellish the environment and the horror lullaby of men.

But just like this 16-page comic with no lines, Xing Ke, as a reader, looks at it without a trace of dullness and boredom.

Because the amount of information conveyed in the comics is too sufficient-

Who is this man?

What is his relationship with that child?

Why does it seem that there is not the slightest love, but this person has done every detail of caring for the child?

Why do men make actions that go beyond physical phenomena from time to time?

Why does this man's every move seem to have profound meaning and foreshadowing?

What kind of story and background is behind this?

...

The 16-page length is just right as a chapter of comics, and it is also just right to publish as the first chapter. It not only puffs the reader’s appetite, but also shows the author’s painting tricks and the fun and depth of the comics... There is only one sentence that Xingke can give to Zhenbai:

"I want to read the next chapter."

"No."

"Unfortunate, that's what I said, even this chapter was driven out in the afternoon..." Xingke felt hungry and thirsty now.

"It didn't mean that." Zhenbai sat there holding his knees, carefully exploring the star carvings.

"It's not that the painting is not finished, but the story after this has not happened."

"Puff--hahaha, indeed, it is true, the protagonist of this comic is me.

It’s really white. It’s really amazing that you can draw me in the process of being bored, dazed, and lazy into such a funny comic, and use the lens and paintbrush to add such a holy halo to it..."

Xing Ke couldn't help but laugh.

Because the scene of Xingke taking care of the child made her feel very harmonious, she wanted to continue to paint the following content, so she felt that Xingke should be suitable for taking care of children... This truth really makes sense here.

Xing Mo feels it deeply at this moment, Zhen Bai, this is because I have learnt badly——

In the name of taking materials, treating everyone is like looking at characters in a comic novel.

No, maybe it should be said that the original Zhenbai had such a quality. He devoted himself to creating interesting comics without being bound by common sense... and Xingke only brought her and cultivated this quality. come out.

However, should it be regarded as retribution? People who treat others as characters in novels, like Xingqiu, will eventually be unable to escape the fate of [becoming a character in other works]...

"Just like I was once written by Rowling into the background of her novel, maybe you are really white? Maybe you are a character in a certain comic."

Maybe it’s because Xingke’s questioning omitted the thinking part of his brain. The questioning seemed a bit too jumpy, right? Zhenbai thought about it for a while before he came up with the answer, a calm answer:

"...It might be."

"Don't you think it's strange?"

"No, I can also draw myself into comics."

"So, this kind of thinking? This is a blind spot—"

Since I can draw myself into comics and adapt the story at will, of course others can. Portrait rights are difficult to maintain in the same world, let alone cross-world rights protection?

"That said, you are much more open-minded than Illya when you were a kid. When the kid knew that he was a character in the novel, he was a bit lost~www.ltnovel.com~ let me enlighten her."

"...There is actually someone you appear in front of me."

Zhenbai raised the drawing board in his hand to show that he understood the truth.

"So, as for who already has who, and then who has, don't you care at all? Great, great."

Xing Ke couldn't help but admired, and reached out his hand to touch the white head to show his praise. But at this time, Zhenbai seemed to think of something, and asked a little troubledly:

"Someone, Chihiro and Rita are weird today. Is it because of someone you brought back a baby?"

"Yes." Xing Ke closed his eyes and nodded affirmatively.

"Just now Chihiro told me something I don't understand. Everyone thinks I should express my opinion about someone bringing back a baby."

"So what's your opinion?"

"I don't know. I am not surprised..." At this time, Zhen Bai had only doubts in his eyes.

Xingke did more than expected, and there were more crazy things beyond common sense. It was nothing to just bring back a baby.

Compared with the "informed" true white, Chihiro-sensei and Rita are just fussing.

Suddenly, Zhen Bai seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up:

"Chihiro wants me to praise the baby for being cute? The baby is really cute."

"No, she wants you to ask me what is the relationship between that child and me." Xingke felt that if he was serious, he would lose.

"That's it!" At this time, if there is a light bulb special effect on the forehead, it must be very suitable: "So, what is the relationship between someone and a baby?"

"The child is my own."

"Born...what?"

At this moment, Xingke felt that he must have shed moving tears in his heart.