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

On the other side, Diluc has sent someone to Chenxi Winery to pick out some fresh grapes, which are bigger and sweeter. Then he stood at the door of Qin's office. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he met Abedo who came to deliver the analysis report.

"Good morning Mr. Diluc, is there something urgent? Why don't you go first?"

"No, let's go together. After all, this matter also needs your help Alchemist, it's about the sycamore tree." After saying that, Diluc walked into the office after hearing an invitation from the door.

Abedo heard Diluc say that the matter was about Wutong, and the report in his hand happened to be the same, so he followed him in.

"Albedo, are there any seniors? What's wrong with you two?" Qin put down the pen in her hand and pressed her swollen temples.

Although everything from the crime scene has been collected, normal traffic in the snow mountain has resumed. However, as for the people behind this attack, it is obviously not enough to just torture and capture the gangsters. And not only do they need to sort out a bunch of messy clues, but they also need to dig out the hidden conspiracy bit by bit. Not to mention Qin, Kaiya and Amber have not been back to the Knights for several days now.

Diluc didn't mince words and went straight to the point: "Wu Tong just woke up."

"Really?!" Qin was already mentally prepared for a worse situation, but what she didn't expect was great news.

Abedo was equally relieved when he heard this.

"Yes, but the situation is not optimistic. She has a big psychological problem." Diluc thought of Wutong's eyes that were like a pool of stagnant water just now, and his awkward and weird mood: "I suggest that the pictures in the room where she lives now be removed. All sharp objects have been put away, and don’t mention the experience in the snowy mountains for the time being. Her current mental state is really dangerous.”

The three people present all knew about the hideous scar on Wutong's neck. After listening to Diluc's words, Qin and Abedo quickly realized it.

"I'm afraid it's too late here. Going in to collect it directly will make her suspicious and defensive. I think that since it is no longer easy to clean up here, Wutong can go back to her house to live. First of all, it is a place she is familiar with. Secondly, Sora and Paimon can also stay with her at any time."

After thinking for a moment, Qin quickly added: "It's just that we still need to ask those two about their wishes. As travelers who won't stay anywhere for too long, we have no right to force them to stay with Wutong all the time. "

Diluc felt that there was nothing wrong with what Qin said. Although he could ensure that he would take good care of people at the winery, if Wutong stayed at the winery, he might not feel comfortable, and the effect might be counterproductive, so He nodded to show no objection.

Albedo, who was standing aside, put down the paper in his hand: "I understand. After discussing with the Atractylodes doctor in Liyue, I will mix the developed antidote into the decoction Wutong drinks daily."

Qin: "Without further delay, let's go ask the travelers now."

"No, I'll ask him to come over. It's almost time to go back." Seeing that the matter was basically discussed, and what he wanted had been delivered to his door. After receiving a box of grapes that had been carefully peeled, Diluc returned to the ward as agreed.

In addition to Sora, who was already there when he left, there is now another Paimon in the room. At this moment, he is holding Wutong's neck and not letting go, talking to the other party about his worries and longings.

Diluc sat on the stool, opened the box, put the spoon inside and handed it over, then turned to tell Sora that Captain Qin wanted to see him for something.

Although Sora was confused, he still took Paimon and left.

After eating two grapes, Wutong asked Diluc in a low voice if Captain Qin already knew that she was awake. Diluc nodded without hiding it, and asked her by the way, if she wanted to change her place of residence?

When Sora and Paimon came to the office, Qin told them all the results and reasons of the previous discussion.

Sora just thought about it for a moment and agreed.

Paimon also nodded, indicating that she would take good care of Wutong.

In order to prevent Wutong from detecting more clues, although Qin still had a lot of things to deal with, she and Abedo went to the residence to help Wutong deal with those "dangerous items".

Abedo put away all the knives and forks and locked them in the cupboard while talking to Sora about what he had read in a book about the seriousness and consequences of this disease.

In fact, Sora was not thinking about how much time he would waste searching for his sister if he stayed this time, but he was thinking about what Wutong should do to get better.

She should be like the sea and the warm sun. Not now, like a lifeless mist, like continuous rain.

The speed of the four people was indeed very fast. Almost not long after Wutong answered the question asked by Diluc, Sora came back.

As for the answer to the question, I naturally think about it.

However, living with a patient with rare symptoms like Wutong is more difficult than Paimon imagined. These Wutongs had none of the typical symptoms Albedo described, such as hysterical crying, unprovoked temper, and unconcealable pain.

Wutong would even put on his coat and lean on the kitchen door frame as before, watching the potion brewing in the air, and then quietly drink the bowl of soup that looked terribly bitter. When sleeping at night, he would be obedient and lie on the bed on time, and his regular breathing would be more hypnotic than any fairy tale book.

But Paimon was scared because Wutong hardly spoke and spent most of his time sitting in a daze like a stone sculpture, and his appetite was very poor.

On the first night back home, Kong bought a portion of white porridge that could never go wrong. He drank it obediently, but before it was time to go to bed, Wutong covered his mouth and went to the bathroom to vomit most of the porridge.

The shoulder blades trembled under the intertwined dark blue hair, like a butterfly trapped in a spider web struggling to vomit out everything in its body. Paimon was about to burst into tears, but Wutong just rinsed his mouth, resting his cold fingers on the edge of the sink, and raised the corners of his mouth to chuckle.

During these days, if anything went wrong in Wutong, Kong would respond promptly when he went to Abedo to get medicine every few days. Besides going out for the Adventurer Association's daily commission meetings, Sora would spend a lot of time in the house gently holding Wutong's hand, talking about what to eat for three meals a day, and chatting about interesting things he encountered during commissions, and Paimon was there around the clock. companionship.

As his symptoms became less and less frequent, Sora always felt a little flustered.

One late night, Kong, who couldn't sleep, noticed something strange. The bathroom door had not been opened since it was closed. This panic reached its peak in an instant, and I immediately got up to knock.

Only in deep sleep can he enter the previous dream again. Wutong hugged his knees and closed his eyes in the bathtub filled with warm water.

She shouldn't tie Sora here, shouldn't let everything go without progress. She should adjust herself quickly and explain all her reactions to Albedo after being injected with drugs in the snowy mountains, or she should work with Diluc and Qin to dig out those things that were hidden too deeply with clues. The hidden clues describe the appearance and characteristics of the guy who tore his clothes to catch the core character.

I really want to...

The sound of gurgling water was mixed with dull human voices. Wutong, who had not completely lost consciousness, was grabbed by the hand and roughly pulled out of the water.

Kong, who was also wet all over, pressed the sycamore tree against the wall, his face so dark that he could drip ink.

Wutong was on pins and needles facing the stinking face of the person in front of him. Even though his body kept pushing forward due to coughing, and one hand was pressed against the cold wall, it still remained motionless. With physiological tears, he spoke with some difficulty: "Empty..."

She wanted to say, I'm sorry, I have troubled you again, why don't you leave me, I can't tie you to this house, you should go to a vast place, meet people you have never seen before, and experience interesting things. Even if I go far away, I will cry blood day and night, and my heart will be cut like a knife.

But just by shouting out his name, his throat could no longer make any sound.

Like the last cry for help from a dying person, the sound of wind came from the empty body.

Those eyes finally engraved on him again.

His hands hugged the slender waist along the gap, and Kong hugged Wutong, pressing his ears against her chest.

Wutong felt the strong arms and warm breath, and was stunned: "Song...I'm sick."

The sound vibrated through the thin chest, and Kong's breathing was stagnant. He knew it was because he was also sick. Just like the most beloved glass product has cracks, the most precious bird has its wings broken, and is burned beyond recognition before the answer is solved.

The tears that had been blocked for many days suddenly burst out and flowed down silently along the water marks on his face. But no matter how quiet he was, he couldn't hide his trembling. Wutong raised his hand to hold Kong's shoulder and said, "Song..."

I still haven't changed for the better, which makes you very tired. I let you go, Kong, I let you go. She didn't want to cry, but her tear glands were completely out of control and she could only shed tears. How would Sora view herself who was so ugly now? Would she be disgusted? Will you dislike it? Will you hate it? Or sympathy? But now it's all her own choice, isn't it? If you choose to swallow those bitter pills, do you deserve it? Do you deserve it? Is it love? This illness made her very confused. Wutong wanted to say more to explain, but she could only repeat "empty...".

Kong hugged her tightly, squeezing out all the air between them. Under the dazzling white light, his consciousness became more and more blurred. The last time I felt this way was in the white snow, where the bright red blood was drawn away and covered. She felt so miserable that she could see herself pulling Keli in a series of steps outside Albedo's camp, and heard Sora and Paimon calling her to add eyes, nose, and mouth to the snowman they had built, but everything was gone in an instant. She disappeared completely, leaving only the endless snowflakes in the sky, her broken body, and her heart riddled with holes.

Will you still be there when I wake up?

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