Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

The fever made Wendy feel drowsy. This feeling was different from the deep sleep caused by excessive use of divine power, which would not wake up at all.

Fever drowsiness makes people unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, and they may even hallucinate and talk nonsense at one point.

For example, at this time, Zhongli cooked the medicine and opened the door together with Ziling.

Wendy heard the sound, opened her eyes and took a look, and suddenly showed a silly smile: "Old man! Huh? Why are you wearing a big red flower on your head! Oh! I know, you are performing the old stone blooming ! Am I right? Morake Flower. Ziling, quickly, give him some water."

Ziling was shocked when he heard these remarks. If the person in front of him was not Wendy, he doubted that a star would fall down like this.

So, he opened his mouth and turned to look at the calm Zhongli: "Emperor...Emperor..."

Zhong Li pursed his lips and said calmly: "It's nonsense, don't take it seriously."

Hearing this, Ziling breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, the two came to give Wendy medicine.

Fortunately, Wendy had lost her sense of taste due to fever. Although the medicine was bitter, it had no taste at all to him.

Not long after drinking the medicine, Wendy began to fall asleep again and began to have vague and random dreams.

He felt as if he were by a lake. The lake was very big, and there was a big castle-like house around it.

At this time, a little boy was sitting by the lake and drawing.

He was wearing a white robe and had long hair that covered half of his face, looking very gloomy.

Suddenly, a girl fell down in front of him. He wanted to reach out to pull the girl, but the girl's parents yelled at him and he immediately retracted his hand.

The little boy lowered his head in frustration, turned his head and continued to draw.

And in his paintings, it is him enthusiastically embracing everyone.

At this moment, the scene suddenly changed to a family eating meal. The boy was sitting on the table, and the whole family was sitting far away on the other side of the table, as if he were some kind of monster.

The boy seemed to be used to all this, and just ate his meal silently with his head down.

After eating, he returned to the room silently alone.

After he left, there was the laughter and laughter that an ordinary family should have at the dinner table.

And all this has nothing to do with the boy. He can only sit in the room alone and use crayons to draw his ideal world in the room.

It is clear from these paintings that he seriously loved these family members.

Of course, I also blame these family members

He hopes that no one is afraid of him, he hopes that everyone can hold hands and hug him normally, and he hopes that he can sit with others and play ordinary games.

However, this apparently ordinary wish was difficult for him to realize.

Because he has powers beyond ordinary people.

I don't know if it was a gift or a curse that allowed him to protect himself, but it also made him lose his normal life.

He could only lock himself up in a small room and seek peace and quiet in his small world.

However, fate naturally refused to let him go. Darkness surrounded the young man, and fear ravaged his heart.

Under the influence of fear, the young man's strength accumulated to the extreme. Finally, he lost his mind. He forgot who he was and could only keep moving forward and running non-stop.

When he stopped and slowly regained consciousness, he realized that his body and hands were covered with blood, and that the dance hall that was originally filled with laughter had turned into a hell, and the beautiful lake was dyed red with blood.

The whole castle turned into a nightmare.

However, the darkness still did not stop devouring it. It became more and more intense, wrapping the young man tightly and grabbing the young man's throat like an invisible hand, making it difficult for him to breathe.

I can only watch myself being slowly swallowed up by the darkness bit by bit.

Wendy opened her eyes suddenly and sat up.

At this moment, his head was covered with sweat, and he didn't know whether it was because of a fever or a nightmare. The clothes on his body were already wet with sweat.

He was breathing heavily, and his heart was beating so hard it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.

At this time, Zhongli was still sitting at the desk nearby and taking a nap with his head propped up. Seeing him, Wendy felt a little more at ease.

He opened his mouth, wanting to call Zhongli, but his throat was too dry to speak.

Helpless, Wendy could only use the wind control to pour himself a glass of water.

Just as he was about to drink, Zhongli, who had woken up at some point, suddenly came over and snatched the water cup away. He took a sip and tried it, then frowned: "No, this water is too cold for you to drink now."

Wendy rolled her eyes at him sadly, her eyes seeming to shout: "On the continent of Teyvat, apart from you Liyue, no country has the habit of drinking hot water, right!?"

But now that the fever has just subsided and the body is weak, I have no intention of saying anything to him.

Zhongli took the pot outside and boiled the water again before pouring another cup of hot water to Wendy.

Wendy took a sip, moistened her throat, said "thank you" to Zhongli, and then continued to drink the rest of the water.

He sat and relaxed for a while, looked at Zhongli and smiled helplessly: "I finally understand what the butterfly effect is. If I didn't provoke you by eating seafood at the table, you wouldn't help me order another table of seafood, and then There won’t be so many things later.”

After listening to his words, Zhongli also laughed.

Then, the room fell into a long silence.

Wendy recalled the dream just now, and felt very blocked in her heart. Not only was the feeling of being swallowed by darkness too real, but he could really feel the despair and helplessness of the young man.

Especially when you see blood on your hands, when you see people dying in the hall.

Perhaps, it is a kind of despair that is difficult for ordinary people to accept.

"Barbatos?" Zhongli asked, noticing his strange look.

When Wendy came back to her senses, she realized that she was staring at Zhongli in a daze, so she quickly looked away and continued to look at the cherry trees outside the house: "I'm fine, it's just that the dream just now was too real and scary."

After speaking, Wendy told Zhongli about the content of her dream.

Unexpectedly, after listening, Zhongli's expression was even heavier than Wendy's.

After Wendy finished speaking, she relaxed and returned to her usual naughty look: "Oh, Fengshen, I really agreed with what you Liyue said, great responsibilities will be handed down from heaven, so people will have to do it." First, I have to work hard on my mind and my muscles! I think I have been so diligent in coming this way. How can there be a poet as diligent as me?"

The more Wendy talked, the more comfortable she felt, because the haze caused by fever and nightmares disappeared instantly.

Perhaps this is the reason why Fengshen can live a carefree life, he can always comfort himself quickly.

However, Zhongli on the side has been deep in thought.

"What's wrong, old man? I can't scare you even if I tell you about my nightmare, right?" Wendy noticed Zhongli who had been deep in thought and asked while observing.

Zhongli came back to his senses, shook his head, and said quickly: "I just remembered something, I will tell you later.

Your fever has just subsided and you are covered in sweat. It is not advisable to lift the quilt immediately, ventilate slowly, have a good rest, and call me if you need anything. "

After saying that, Zhongli turned and left.

Looking at his leaving figure, Wendy curled her lips helplessly and whispered: "What a mysterious guy."

However, Wendy didn't think much about it and continued to feel sleepy after lying down.