【Interstellar Contract Magician】Ruyuanke

The little white dog’s home is not big.

Since he lives alone.

So, it is a small home for one person.

When you open the door, the first thing that comes into view is a small entrance hall.

There is a simple oil painting hanging on the wall, which shows a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers, adding a touch of bright color to this small space.

In the corner of the painting, there is a signature written with a thin brush.

Wen Ya, and the time and date.

A wooden shoe cabinet stands quietly in the corner. The shoe cabinet is not small, but it only contains one person's shoes. There are quite a few of them, but they also look lonely and isolated.

Above the shoe cabinet, there is a small vase with a few fresh daisies in it, emitting a faint fragrance.

Walking into the living room, although the area is not large, it is warm.

A soft gray sofa occupies the main position in the living room, with several plush and soft pillows scattered on it casually, giving people a lazy and comfortable feeling.

In front of the sofa is a small wooden coffee table, on which is placed a set of exquisite coffee cups and a few open books.

Sunlight streams in through the white gauze curtains, casting patches of mottled light and shadow on the ground. In the corner of the living room, there is a pot of lush green pothos, with long vines hanging down, adding a sense of vitality and vigor to the entire space.

Hey, Lolo.

The green ivy on my wrist is a little happy.

……

The dining room is connected to the living room, with a round wooden dining table placed in the center and several simple chairs around it.

Only one chair was pulled out, and the backs of the others were pressed tightly against the perimeter of the table.

The dining table was covered with a light blue tablecloth and a bouquet of pink carnations was placed on it. The flowers made the restaurant warm.

On the dining table stood a simple, exquisitely crafted picture frame.

But there is only one photo frame.

There are no photos inside.

I don't know if the owner pulled it out, or if there are no photos at all. There are no photos to display.

……

Walking along the corridor, a small studio appeared in front of us.

I couldn't help but think of Wen Ya's signature on the oil painting in the entrance hall.

The walls of the studio are painted in light beige, giving people a peaceful and warm feeling.

Sunlight streamed in through the large windows, illuminating the entire room.

An unfinished painting sat on an easel, its vibrant colors dazzling. In a corner, various painting tools—brush, paint, and paper—were piled up in a chaotic yet artistic atmosphere. A wooden stool sat in front of the easel.

My eyes were blurry.

It seems that I can see that fair-skinned person sitting quietly in front of the easel.

Slender fingers hold the paintbrush.

The fingertips were accidentally stained with a light color...

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The kitchen is small but fully equipped. The white cabinets are neat and clean, and are filled with various tableware and kitchen utensils.

On the stove, a small pot is steaming and emitting an enticing aroma.

Is this the food he stewed before going out?

Next to the sink, several pots of fresh vegetables were placed, with water droplets glistening on the leaves. Next to the kitchen window, a string of colorful wind chimes hung, making crisp and pleasant sounds in the breeze.

Honestly, I think...

his home……

More colorful than him.

……

The bedroom is the most peaceful corner in this small home.

A large and comfortable bed took up most of the space. The soft mattress and warm quilt made people not want to get up once they lay down. A warm table lamp was placed at the head of the bed, emitting a soft light.

Next to the window, there is a small desk with some books and stationery on it. This seems to be where he reads and studies.

It's a bit like the small desk that was squeezed into the bedroom of the original owner's tiny rental house where he couldn't even step into it.

At that time, a magic book shelf almost took up half of the table...

There is a beautiful landscape painting hanging on the wall of the bedroom, and the signature on it is still Wen Ya.

……

Although the bathroom is not big, it is decorated very exquisitely.

The white tiles were clean and tidy. A mirror hung on the wall, reflecting bright light. The washbasin was neatly arranged with various toiletries. In the shower, a soft towel hung, shimmering with water droplets.

Hey, the little white dog just took a bath before going out!

Almost every corner of this small home is filled with warmth.

It can be seen that the little white dog is serious about life.

And... mixed with love?

Do you love it?

……

The little white dog has excellent craftsmanship.

Be it painting or cooking.

It didn't take long for one person to prepare a large table of dishes.

The two of us couldn't even finish the food.

A second chair was finally pulled out in front of the table covered with a light blue tablecloth.

I don’t know if this chair has been pulled out for the first time.

……

He is quiet and doesn't talk much.

Just stayed with me quietly the whole day.

I play with the computer and he reads books.

I read and he draws.

He said that in his next painting, he would paint us.

Next art exhibition.

He wants to put it in the most conspicuous place...

……

Until night...

until night.

I just discovered a serious problem.

……

This bachelor's house only has one bedroom!!

!!!

Although, if you live alone, one bedroom is enough, and that's normal...

But... although... although...

But what about me!

Where do I sleep?!

I realized later that his studio had taken up what was originally another bedroom...

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Sleeping in one bed?

……

Although there is nothing wrong with two grown men sleeping like this.

There's nothing wrong with sleeping together as a father and son.

And my age is currently considered a new human cub...

but!

I’m not!!

!!!

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He looked at my indescribable expression, and the expression on his face also became indescribable...

Before he could apologize with a gloomy look on his face, I resigned myself to my fate and dragged him into the bedroom.

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The washed-out gown became my pajamas.

This bed is really soft.

The feeling of being completely immersed in it.

……

The little white dog's body is also warm and soft.

Don't ask me why!

The question is, some people’s mothers burst out with brilliance and insist on coaxing me to sleep! !

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He said it was all like a dream and he didn't want to wake up.

After waking up, the moonlight was really cold, very cold...

……

He didn't want to be alone anymore.

He doesn't want to be alone anymore.

He didn't want to be alone anymore.

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My chest feels stuffy and uncomfortable.

It's a feeling similar to drowning.

I seem to understand.

But I don’t want to understand.

I don't want to understand at all.

……

I hugged him tightly.

I too had dreams.

In that day or night, I didn’t know.

On that starship that is gradually moving away.

……

Have everything.

But nothing is right.

Everything is extremely luxurious.

……

How can I wake up?

How can I want to wake up?

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Heartache.

The fluffy fur of the little white dog makes my heart ache.

Everything, whether happy or not so happy, is heartbreaking.

……

Although I still don’t understand.