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

"Ah... I'm sorry, did I fall asleep again?" Wutong looked at Paimon beside him apologetically, covered his head and sat up from the sofa, the thin blanket on his body sliding down.

After leaving home this morning, Wutong has been playing origami with Paimon in the living room. She was supposed to go out and walk more, but recently she has been sleepy, and her intermittent dreams and reality are mixed together, and the length of time varies. Sometimes An hour's sleep may be enough, and sometimes it may last from morning to evening.

Now she can no longer see Qingqiu in her dreams. She can only dream of the previous scenes. She can also flip through and look at anything inside. For example, those bamboo scrolls are written in Teyvat characters, which are ancient Chinese poems that must be memorized by her husband's family.

In fact, she herself was very curious as to why she could understand, write, and read the characters of the Teyvat continent. Logically speaking, she was not a native of Teyvat.

Speaking of which, the handwriting on the bamboo slices is really ugly. It may be similar to what she writes with her left hand now, but it is still easier to read than the nine characters Qingqiu drew at that time.

Seeing Wutong wake up, Paimeng flew to him, holding a bowl of medicine that the other party had to drink at noon, and replied nonchalantly: "Hey, it's okay. If Wutong is sleepy, just sleep. You'll probably sleep this time." Four hours, let’s see... It’s about two o’clock in the afternoon, and there are very few people outside. After drinking the medicine, shall we go eat?”

"Yeah, okay." Wutong took the black soup. He subconsciously felt nauseated due to the sour and bitter taste, but he still poured it into his mouth without changing his expression.

In fact, she is still a little resistant to going out. First, she still doesn't know what the wind is like outside after the incident in the snow mountain. Secondly, she was always sleepy. If she fainted outside one day, Paimon would not be able to take care of her alone. And even if she was lucky enough to pass out in a safe place, it would be very troublesome to catch cold and fall ill after falling asleep.

Therefore, Wutong preferred to stay indoors for more time after the accident.

After drinking the medicine, Wutong simply put on a thin shirt and went out. As Paimon said, after two o'clock in the afternoon, there was really no one on the street.

At the Deer Hunter Restaurant, I ordered a large portion of crab roe, ham, and baked vegetables for Paimon. I also ordered white porridge for myself, but this time I ordered an extra bowl of satisfying salad. Although I couldn’t eat more than two bites, most of it ended up in Paimon’s stomach, but This dish was originally ordered by Wutong to relieve her tiredness.

It might rain today, and the feeling of humidity and heat lingers on my skin, making me unable to sweat despite the heat.

Wutong looked at the dark clouds forming in the sky, and thought for a moment. He was afraid that if it rained heavily outside during dinner in the evening, Kong would have to go out to buy food in the rain, so he ate some of the dishes given by Paimeng. Inside, I picked some and packed them back.

Sure enough, it started raining not long after the two came back.

First, the big raindrops hit the floor, showing a sudden dark color, and then they overlapped and overlapped, and the entire land became one color. Gradually, the frequency of rain increased, and puddles slowly formed in the uneven places, splashing with splashes. The rain falling on the eaves formed a string, like silver threads.

When Wutong reached for the beads rolled under the bed, she came across a book. No matter how bad her brain was now, she could tell that this was not her book.

It should be empty, Paimon will look at the recipe if he wants to.

I opened the book and read it briefly. The content was about how to inject drugs into patients. The efficacy and dosage of various drugs are also recorded on the blank front page. The footers involving important operations are also folded one by one and clearly marked. There are also a few hand-drawn drawings inside. If you guess, it should be Corresponds to the basilic vein of the cubital fossa and the median cubital vein on the page.

Wutong's kneeling movements unconsciously changed to leaning on the bed and sitting on the ground. Her hands stroked the bumps left on the back pages due to heavy writing marks. She flipped through the pages, page by page, and at the end of the book A page with an address and a date next to it.

The date is today.

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"Huh? Are you going back in the rain? It's raining a lot outside!"

"Yes, and thank you for letting me take shelter here, but I still have some things to do, so I have to leave."

"Wait a little longer, young man. My wife went hunting and will be back soon. Bring an umbrella with you then, otherwise what will you do if you get caught in the rain and get sick?"

Kong pressed the door handle and once again rejected the aunt's request to stay. He thanked her and ran away with a smile and wave.

After coming out of Chenxi Winery, he felt like raindrops were falling. Sure enough, just as he ran to Qingquan Town, the scattered raindrops suddenly intensified into a torrential downpour.

The weather must be good for sleeping. Maybe Paimon was hugged by Wutong and tucked into the quilt. He happened to go to the Deer Hunter on the way back. After he returned, he could start eating.

Kong is in a good mood now. Today's practice was very successful. He has been allowed to inject nutrient solution into Wutong. And after the injection has been observed for a few days and there are no problems, he can start to officially take over the treatment. By then, even if the trip continues, he will be able to take good care of the person.

Standing under the tree and shaking the raincloth in his hand, Sora planned to rush to the Deer Hunter restaurant in one go.

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At the Pigeon Bridge at the gate of the city, I suddenly heard a familiar call. I subconsciously looked up and saw that the guy I thought should be sleeping peacefully in the bed was now holding an umbrella with one hand, hugging Paimon with the other and holding the other one. umbrella.

In the dark and gray rain, a flash of white bloomed in front of his eyes, like the Cecilia flower on the star-picking cliff, the pure heart among the clouds. Waiting for the first breeze to blow, waiting for the first ray of sunlight to shine, waiting for him.

"Huh? What are you..." Wutong was slightly stunned when he saw the raincloth held above his head.

Kong blinked, chuckled, and walked towards Wutong step by step. While he was still in the rain, he let go of the shield he was holding. The heavy rain instantly wet him, and the raincloth gradually turned into dots and dispersed around him.

Wutong, who reacted quickly, hurriedly ran over with an umbrella. Although it only lasted a few seconds, she was still completely drenched in the end. Seeing the rain running down her blond hair, face, and neck... She was a little worried. sick.

Sora: "Why are you here?"

"Wu Tong said that there are very few people on rainy days. I want to go out for a walk. If I happen to meet you, I will send you an umbrella." Paimeng explained to Sora, and then raised doubts about his very problematic behavior in the rain. He was The other party tried to change the subject by saying that he didn't have a good grasp but couldn't throw it away.

"What do you want to eat tonight? We can stop by the Deer Hunter to buy it. Why are you wearing so little? Is it cold or not? I'll cut you a thicker coat another day. Have you taken the medicine at noon? How long have you slept today? Now Are you sleepy..." Sora asked while rubbing the light apricot shawl wrapped around Wutong, frowning dissatisfied.

"We have already bought dinner in the afternoon. I recommend it. Sweet flower stuffed chicken and radish vegetable soup, as well as vegetable porridge and two grilled mushroom pizzas. You can cut it if you want, but a thicker coat is in the Wutong wardrobe. Yes, it's just that it's too long and hard to wash. I'm afraid it will get dirty when it rains, so I wear this one. Of course I've also taken medicine. How could I have fallen behind when I was here? I remember it clearly! Every time One bowl twice a day." Paimon, who was held in Wutong's arms, dutifully acted as a makeshift answering machine, answering and always feeling that something was wrong. But without thinking about it, he also asked Wutong if he felt sleepy now.