Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

——Look at this world, Ayu, my little, cute child, I am so happy. What a coincidence, it’s raining in both Shanxi and Zhejiang today. The rain hitting Mount Wutai is essentially the same as the rain hitting the West Lake, just like every wish your father and mother pray for you. Ten months, forty weeks, two hundred and eighty-three days, great, I finally meet you. Ah Yu, Ah Yu... I'm calling your name, do you hear it?

As if it was really raining, countless endless tears overflowed from "Mother's" eyes, falling on Wutong's face, lips, and between her eyebrows.

——The world, all living beings. My Ayu is a white bird with eyes as bright as stars. She has soft hair that is naturally as beautiful as black gold, lips that are slightly dry because she doesn’t like to drink water, shoulders that are stubborn and inferior, and legs that are clumsy and running enthusiastically. She flew out of her heart.

A tear rolled into his eyes, blurring his vision, and Wutong reluctantly blinked. It wasn't until a loving kiss fell on her forehead that the tears she had taken away were returned again.

——She is brave, she is kind, she can distinguish right from wrong, good and evil, and does not forget her integrity. She has the magnanimity of Mr. Jin and the freshness and elegance of Mr. Zhejiang. She is paranoid, she is indifferent, she never looks back until she hits the wall, she is a crazy romantic. There are the endless colors in paintings and the long tossing and turning in the violin. She is my child, she is my treasure.

——It’s great that I was able to give birth to her.

Wutong felt the dissipation of the other body hugging him.

It rains a lot in spring and summer, and the rain comes at will without any warning.

But how could she be resentful? If she got wet, she could just take a look and tell her why.

How could the "mother" with the purest maternal love harm her and let her drown in pain, just because the "mother" wanted to take her home.

Take it home and show it to others. The child you count the days and look forward to every day will turn out to be like this when he grows up. The blurry shadow shown in the hospital machine will turn out to be like this after being materialized.

She is the child that "mother" cares about, and "mother" just wants to be with her.

Wutong laughed helplessly.

Even if spring and summer were no longer in her season, she would remain so devout and grateful.

It's just that a child who loves to eat sweets suddenly gets allergies, and a green plant that has been kept for several years no longer blooms. What separation brings is never the severe pain and pleasure of being cut off with a knife, but the longing of a rose full of thorns after swallowing hundreds of millions of nails.

So, from then on, the cheongsam displayed in the window when I passed by looked like you, the green grapes washed and put in a bowl looked like you, and the warm sunshine looked like you. The hypnotic sound of the washing machine at home in the afternoon is like you, and the sheets being dried by the wind are like you.

I just miss you.

I never blame you.

Wutong raised her head, and this time she took the initiative to hold him. At the moment when it was about to dissipate, she showed the most sincere and bright smile: "Mom...it's so great to be given birth to by you."

I love you.

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After saying goodbye to his birthday gift, Wutong stood in the sea and watched the gulls flying over the towering island in the distance and stopping on the branches on the cliff. The water droplets in his hand flickered twice, then faded.

Exhale slowly. He turned around and walked through the water, starting to walk towards the shore without looking back.

"I'm sorry for making you worry, but the image that appeared in the illusion just now is my mother." Wutong wrung out the full seawater in his clothes and explained to the worried people who had been waiting for a long time with a faint smile.

There were so many questions that she hesitated for a while. After thinking about it, Qin decided to ask what she wanted to know the most: "When... did you regain your memory?"

Carrying the wet clothes, Wutong made a mental calculation: "It was probably when I went to Liyue to celebrate the Hai Lantern Festival. But I haven't fully recovered, not much. I only remember the things that belong to my world, after coming to Teyvat. Still can’t remember anything.”

Fortunately for Towindi and Abedo, they knew that the sycamore tree did not belong to Teyvat. It's a good thing, at least I have a direction to go home, right?

Next, Kaia did not forget her original intention and said, "That's right. Then, why did you remember your real birthday but didn't tell us?"

"Because...April 20 is also very good, I like it very much." It's not an excuse, she really likes this birthday date given to her by everyone in Mondstadt. She woke up on this day, in this Got a lot of kindness in one day.

Wutong was still struggling in his mind whether to tell the truth or not. But thinking about it carefully, not telling the matter itself was too much. If he added it to the lie, wouldn't it be even more outrageous? So he avoided his eyes and cut his volume by half: "Actually, I wanted to say it originally, but... "

Diluc tapped his arm: "But?"

"...I forgot..."

His voice was as low as a mosquito's chirping, and he was eager to squat down and hug himself. Wutong's whole person revealed an aura of "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I know I was wrong."

Abedo rubbed his chin: "Can you tell me the specific date?"

It's convenient to inform...Good words, Dr. Abedo.

"June twenty-seven." Wutong clasped her nails behind her back and said honestly.

That will be the day after tomorrow.

Barbara was thinking about how to hold it, and turned to look at Sora and Paimon: "Speaking of which, do you two know?"

Sora, whose heart pounded inexplicably, nodded.

I didn't dare to look, I just felt a shadow coming down, and a pair of familiar white boots came into sight, it was Qin.

There seemed to be a sound and movement of raising a hand, Wutong subconsciously closed his eyes and shrank back.

The expected flick or slap on the head did not happen, and a pair of hands rubbed her head.

"This memory, we Wutong, should be careful about ourselves." Kaiya, who had just pretended to be injured, chuckled: "Do you want to continue as before, or change it to June 27? Or, two Do you want them all?”

Wutong was stunned, scratched his cheek, and grinned: "I want the original one."

"Then it's original." Qin lifted up the other person's hair, rubbed the tassels under the earrings, and put down her hand.

If you accidentally forget, forget it. It doesn't matter. This does not prevent them from continuing to love this little girl who was brought up by them and raised by a family here and there.

She is a child of Mondstadt, a child of the Knights, and a child of Dawn Winery.

Just like what was said at the beginning.

Where you come from, where you are going, and where your home is. It doesn’t matter whether you can find it or not. Mond, the Knights, or herself. They will never shut out Wutong. As long as Wutong wants to come back, she will always have her home here.