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

Wutong was already too tired, so after saying a few words, he fell asleep.

Kong hugged the person into his arms, and the heartbeat in his ears became clearer. He insisted on pulling Wutong into his room because, since the other party's health recovered, they no longer slept in the same bed. In the first few nights, he often woke up in the middle of the night in the silent room, although he would wake up later. If you fall asleep again, your energy will not be affected the next day.

But it's just a bit useless.

So the final solution was to go to Wutong and ask for a small clock that could be placed next to the pillow and the sound of the hands beating inside could be heard, which gave some relief.

But now, the clock is no longer needed.

When I woke up again, the room was still dark, with only the lamp between the floor and the wall glowing faintly.

Wutong's hair was a mess as she slept, and the other owner of the room stuffed a soft doll into her arms so that she wouldn't feel empty.

Yawning, he turned over, closed his eyes and subconsciously touched his side.

Unexpectedly, I actually felt a warm touch.

A hand that was even bigger than hers quickly grasped it.

"Huh?" Wutong pressed on the doll, tilted his head and half-opened his eyes.

Kong, who was sitting by the bed, closed the book and put it aside. He rubbed the back of the other person's hand with his thumb and turned his head: "Wake up. Are you hungry? Do you want some water?"

"..."

When he didn't get an answer, Sora was not in a hurry. He leaned beside him and raised his hand to brush away the other person's hair stuck to his face.

Wutong was slowly starting up his brain. He was confused for a moment and didn't understand. Could it be that the other party had been in the room all day?

"...Why are you still here...?"

?

"Not long after I came in, Paimon and Nian Nian were having fun. I was sitting alone downstairs and thought it was okay, so I came over."

"That's it..."

"Okay, let's get up and drink some water. My voice is mute." Sora picked up the cup on the table, felt it was okay, made a quick judgment, and handed it over.

After taking a sip, it was slightly hot, the temperature that would make you sweat after drinking it.

Wutong licked her lips. She had no ability to judge at all when she had just woken up, so she got up obediently, put the doll on her lap, took the cup with both hands, and drank slowly.

"What do you want to eat? You ate two pieces of mung bean cake before going to bed. You drank the multigrain porridge this morning. You just woke up and had a bad appetite. How about some spicy...Griddle bacon?"

Wutong thought for a while, thought it was okay, and nodded in agreement.

Kong put the cup back on the table: "Then let's go out to eat? You can go to Liuliting and order something else. If I buy it and bring it to you, I'm afraid the taste will change. And there are food stalls at Liyue Port at night. If you want to eat Why go and see it again?”

"Um, what time is it now?"

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon. It's okay. You don't have to wait for dinner. Or do you want to lay down first?"

In fact, I really didn’t have an appetite when I first got up, but in order to make up for dinner, I still ate some. Otherwise, if I ate the food now, it wouldn’t be considered lunch. Let's have dinner, it's too early, the time is stuck, and besides, at this time, the chefs in the hotel are probably resting.

Wutong combed her knotted hair away with her fingers. She was almost awake now: "Is there any bread at home?"

"Yes, I just bought it after completing the commission this morning. Let's go." Seeing that the person was awake, Kong stood up.

So, love can be felt.

What did I eat for lunch today? Why am I here? I heard your voice hoarse. I didn’t move your table. No other members of the family came up to disturb you. I saw a rainbow when I went out to complete the commission. Tomorrow We can pick up areas we didn’t have time to explore before.

It seems that the implication of every sentence is, I like you so much.

When Sora mentioned it, Captain Qin asked if the two of them had any plans to hold a wedding in the future. Wutong bit the bread and felt that it was too early to think about this now. He had to wait until they could bring Ying here. Sora shrugged, there is still a long time in the future, we can hold it several times if we want, anyway, it will only be with you, every time it will be a different experience, maybe it will be more interesting.

He even mentioned the idea of ​​getting married a few more times. Wutong blocked the other party's whims with bread: "It seems that you haven't been busy recently. It just so happens that this year's Hai Lantern Festival... meet my real parents." ?Although I have been telling several elders that you are my friend. Haha."

"..." Kong had long listened to Wutong's previous descriptions of the gentlemen. He was protective of the calf in and out of his words, and suddenly felt more pressure: "Friends and boyfriends, these are completely different... Oh, from now on, I also need to ask Ah Yu to tell more stories and give me some tips."

"Hahaha..."

Later, Wutong stayed up for several more late nights, and finally ended up with a letter that was twice as thick as before and was successfully delivered to the kind and beautiful sister Lisa.

She begged for mercy for a long time, because the dark circles on her face, weakness, chest tightness and shortness of breath could not deceive anyone.

It wasn't until Sister Lisa knocked her brain out and walked out of the Knights in a daze, then returned to the Dust Song Pot and lay on the bed to catch up on sleep, that she realized it. It seems that I shouldn't be so rushed. The entire stack of replies is almost as thick as a book. She was so afraid that after receiving it, Kawei would stay up late like her and then quickly deliver a "dictionary" by express delivery. Moreover, as the light of the Miao Lun sect, the other party must have projects in Xumi...

The two of them are really not competing to see who can survive the sudden death first, nor are they anxious to catch up on performance at the end of the year and get salary bonuses.

Wutong rolled up the quilt, sighed silently and resigned to his fate.

There is no empathy in the world unless we work together to generate electricity for love.

November is ordinary.

Just like November in this world, there are no festivals or holidays, it is boring and lacks new ideas. If there is anything exciting, it may be the national examination and postgraduate examination at the end of the month, but even so, it is almost the same as usual. They are all the same. Going to the library and studying the question bank are all studies, there is not much difference.

This situation lasted until almost mid-December.

She was no longer the missing person on the editor's roster. She finally handed in two copies of the manuscript she had been putting off for a long time.

Interestingly, when Wutong went to the editor to hand over something for the first time, the editor passed by the door and muttered: "I was hallucinating in broad daylight. It seems I didn't get enough rest."

When Wutong opened his mouth to call someone, he pressed his ears, briefly doubting that he was even hearing something. It wasn't until he actually got two drawings in his hands that the other party slowly opened his eyes, and his whole figure made a sharp explosion like the painting "The Scream".