The Idea Of Xie Lian, In His New Life With Hua Cheng, Carrying Mini-trauma Over Things He'd Gotten A

The idea of Xie Lian, in his new life with Hua Cheng, carrying mini-trauma over things he'd gotten a little too used to over the centuries.

Xie Lian doing a combat move training with Hua Cheng and sticking the landing without tripping or falling or getting injured, only to stand there blinking as Hua Cheng stopped in his attempted riposte, watching with mild horror as Xie Lian looked around as if searching for something to go wrong

Xie Lian waking up in the middle of the night with a start, not because of a nightmare but because he heard the slightest creaking of the roof and thought it was going to fall down on his head

Xie Lian walking down the street laughing with Hua Cheng, only to stop mid-sentence and grab his money pouch, eyes wide because it was still there

Xie Lian grabbing Hua Cheng randomly, and at Hua Cheng's worried gaze trying to laugh off the fact that he'd thought that, if he hadn't yet been injured, it was because his bad luck had led to San Lang getting injured instead

Xie Lian randomly wondering out loud how this place he'd stayed in for ten years hadn't yet come down with a plague or become a battlefield

Xie Lian buying a treat and stopping after the first bite because there hadn't been a single insect or piece of dirt on it; it was actually fresh

Xie Lian reaching up and grabbing the necklace around his neck with wide eyes because the earrings Hua Cheng had given him hadn't broken yet and that meant the necklace must have

Xie Lian waking up rested and relaxed and desperately checking his hair and clothes for blood stains

Xie Lian nearly falling into a bath because he'd prepared his body for the usual cold and he'd only felt nice and warm

Just. Xie Lian preparing for the usual minor aches and pains that accompanied living forever with bad luck and just getting shocked over and over again when things continued to be normal and pleasant. While Hua Cheng watches with growing horror and fury over these tiny, simple things that had been stripped from his god.