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

"Okay, we've finished eating. It's time to go see the Mingxiao Lantern." Pamon patted his bulging belly and burped.

After Mandrill ate the dumpling with mola, Kong put down his chopsticks, nodded and looked at the immortal next to him: "Let's go together, Mandrill." Then he took Wutong's hand and started to stand up.

However, the man sat motionless on the stool, and Kong was confused.

"Sorry, you go ahead."

He didn’t say whether he would come in the end, or why he didn’t come. Seeing Wutong's smile was a little forced, and she was also inexplicably nervous. This time, Sora didn't ask anything and quickly let go of his hand. He smiled and said hello.

Mandrill looked at Wutong who was leaving in a hurry, and answered Kong's question: "You go ahead, I'm not interested in those things."

Kong sighed, why are the two of them like this? Going to the Lantern Festival with him is so difficult: "Otherwise, you can just send us off."

Paimon: "Yeah, even if you don't want to see the Mingxiao Lantern, then... you can always send us there. It's a long way from here to Liyue Port, and the wilderness is also very dangerous... right, Very dangerous!”

"There's no need to send us into the city. We just need to be sent outside the city."

After Wutong went upstairs, she entered the room in a slight panic, closed the door, and took out the scroll that Zhongli had given her earlier. Because my hands were shaking and I couldn't hold it steady, I smashed a tea set on the table.

The tea in the pot sputtered out in all directions without restraint, and broken porcelain pieces flew everywhere. He didn't bother to clean it up, and touched the lock with trembling fingers.

instinct.

In the dream, she knew that the original owner of this body, "Wu Tong", was also her husband's child. She could recite the words "The Road to Shu" and "Li Sao" written on the bamboo piece by heart.

It guarantees that even if everything is forgotten, everything can be remembered, and that even if the core is changed, it can be solved.

Why should Mr. Zhongli deliver this thing to her?

Why is there no need to leave any reminder when setting a lock?

Engraved in instinct, in flesh and blood. As the son of my husband, I saw those majestic mountains and the endless sea in Liyue, and then I came to Zhongli.

It was like the thin threads that had spread out began to tighten, and the foreshadowing that had been buried was revealed, and everything became traceable.

One word was ready to come out.

[Yao]

Mr.'s first name.

Never forget, never forget.

With the writing stroke by stroke, there were twenty strokes in total. After the drawing was completed, there was a flash of golden light, a crisp click, and the scroll fell to the ground.

The textbook says that when you are excited or nervous, your heart will beat violently, your whole body will feel numb, your legs will feel weak, and your blood pressure will rise.

She is a very ordinary person. Since she is very ordinary, then like other people, she will breathe quickly and tense up when she is nervous.

Time seemed to have stopped at this second, and the air was frozen. She could hear her heartbeat clearly, and the fingers moving towards the scroll began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Huh? This guest is..." Huai'an made a pot of tea and was just about to go outside to wait for the fireworks at Liyue Port, but unexpectedly, a man who looked like an immortal and had an independent demeanor was a little stunned. Standing in the front hall, he is cool and noble, untainted by the secular world.

When he noticed someone coming, the other party smiled politely: "...Ah, sorry, my name is Zhe. I came here to find a child."

"It turns out we are looking for someone. May I ask what the name of the person we are looking for is?"

"she--"

"Mr. Zhe——!" The hurried shout interrupted the conversation between the two. Huai'an saw Wutong, who had said goodbye to his traveling companion and went upstairs alone. He was holding the scattered scroll with a strong nasal voice at the corner of his red eyes and pushed the door open. out.

"Huh? Why are you hiding and crying secretly?" I saw that the man whom Wutong called Mr. Zhe lost his alienation just now and reached out to wipe away the tears from the corner of the child's eyes. Who knew that the tears were not wiped away? Clean, but like a broken faucet, the more you wipe it: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, what a beautiful little girl, she can withstand crying like this, she won't look good if she continues to cry."

However, despite saying this, there was no trace of dislike, and his expression was full of love. Huaian shook his head. No one could interfere with this scene, so he continued to carry the pot of tea and left quietly.

This was the first time he saw the Wutong girl so sad and aggrieved. Although it can be seen that the purpose of this trip to Liyue is to have fun, it is obvious that the girl is no longer as energetic and angry as before. She smiles on the outside but is bitter on the inside. Every day, she only has the elf and her blond travel companion. He shouted and was taken before he left the room.

Now, it's always good to be able to vent.

Wutong held Zhe's hand and sobbed, crying until she was a little out of breath and dizzy and couldn't stop. The feeling in her hand was real and warm, no longer like a portrait of a person separated by a barrier on pale paper.

Those figures that she had missed countless days and nights were finally able to be touched by her at this moment.

Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water.

Finally, the flowers came from the mirror and the moon rose from the water.

"Sorry...Mr. Zhe, one hour, only one hour..."

Will Mr. Zhe blame her? I blame her for summoning people to another world without authorization based on her own selfish desires. I blame her for crying and not knowing the etiquette and explaining why. But she really missed home. For more than 20 years and more than 8,000 days and nights, she thought about it in the sacred and solemn church in Mondstadt, on the star-picking cliff full of Cecilia flowers, and in the windy ground. Thinking about the huge oak trees, looking at the pavilions and houses in Liyue, thinking about looking at the endless sea in Guyun Pavilion, thinking about looking at the towering mountains among the endless clouds.

Just seeing the opportunity to meet once a year on the scroll, I chose to use it without hesitation.

I don’t expect you to take me away, and I don’t complain that you haven’t entered my dream for a long time. The moment I saw you, sir, I walked from the mud, from the pool of blood, and from the long time to you, everything became valuable. I think I am still willing, because you are the last step that I am willing to take even if I am willing to take nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps. You are the 26 spines and internal organs among my 206 bones. Two hundred and fifty grams in the heart.

So, Mr. Zhe, my father, the hometown of one-half of my blood, are you willing to give your child a hug?

Looking at Wutong in front of him who didn't look like the children at home, Zhe sighed lightly, took half a step forward, and took the child into his arms.

Anyone who is not an elder would not recognize his own child. Your golden eyes are so bright that they are about to burn. You are obviously crying, but the corners of your mouth are raised. You are so careful even holding his hand, how could he? What about rejection?

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Because the meeting and getting along was only a short hour, Zhejiang did not ask about the ins and outs of everything, nor did he ask the child why he came to him or how he was called.

Just wait for the girl to calm down and say: What do you want to do? I'll accompany you all.

After Wutong heard this sentence, he was a little panicked for a moment. First of all, she didn't have time to prepare any gifts for Mr. Zhe when the incident happened, and then there was the otherworldly dishes that she could get her hands on, because she had already eaten them once before, and now she couldn't take more than a few bites of them. Causing waste will make Mr. Zhe angry.