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

When I was young, I was always self-righteous and believed that no matter who I was with, I could go on forever. Even the promises I made with good friends and family were the kind of vows that started in ten years and ended in the next life. However, in the process of growing up, after experiencing too many helpless regrets and unreasonable partings, the older I grow, the more I realize that I can't keep anything.

So much so that the word forever, this promise, was like pricking the mouth and never appeared again.

Wutong opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, just closed his eyes. She is not sleepy now, but she is still the same as before. When she can't sleep, she just breathes softly and counts the numbers calmly in her mind.

Perhaps as a qualified lover, you should kiss your insecure partner thoughtfully at this moment. Tell the other person: "Don't be afraid, you will not leave, you will always be here." Whether it is true or not, at least it has a good comforting effect.

But Wutong just held Kong quietly, letting him get close to her chest and listening to her heartbeat.

In the memory of the dream, she even lost the promise of tomorrow. "You promised me", "I promised you", "I promise", "believe me"... In the end, she watched these words turn into dust on the ground and be blown away by the wind.

Why let others wait in vain. Fictional, falling apart... She had seen it, she had heard it, she had experienced it, the weight of words, the weight of commitment.

Twisted, scary, indifferent.

So be it.

Opening his eyes and looking at the sunlight streaming in from the window through the gap between the two curtains, Wutong's fingers seemed to be transparent. The long golden hair is wrapped around the palm of the hand, like the golden thread used by the spindle of the goddess of destiny.

Fingertips tightened and unclenched.

Because you can't make a permanent promise, you can't say it easily. Self, life, survival...these questions always arise. But the end point is just myself, life, survival... So, as long as I still exist, as long as I don't make a promise, I will always be on the road to pursue the promise.

There is no smooth road to true love.

I will resist it silently to the end.

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A small fever comes and goes away quickly.

The next day, Sora had regained his former energy of punching and kicking the Qiuqiu people and the treasure-thief group. After experiencing a lot, Paimeng proposed that he want to go to Liyue Port for a walk. Wutong happened to also want to talk to Mr. Zhongli about this matter.

Just think of it as a chance.

When I arrived at Sanwan, I couldn't do my post, and no one was there. But now that it’s here, wouldn’t it be a waste not to listen to it for a few hours? In ancient times, people waited for the rabbit, but now they wait for the storyteller, Mr. Zhongli. What if.

The story I’m telling today is Tian Tiezui’s specialty—creating the dragon’s finishing touch. Before it started, according to the enthusiastic popularization of science by people around him, Tian Tiezui had discussed the plot with others a few days ago, and this person was none other than Mr. Zhongli, the guest at the Hall of Rebirth.

According to people familiar with the matter, Mr. Zhongli once had a different opinion on the section "The Rock King carved the Dragon King Ruotuo based on the spiritual stone." He said, "The story is all good, but some details are wrong. For example, someone According to research, Emperor Yanwang may not be able to carve such exquisite works due to his poor craftsmanship.”

Oh and also.

Regarding "The chi in Qingce Village transform into mountains and rivers, creating a beautiful scene." Mr. Zhongli also thinks it is wrong. There is no such good thing in the world.

The brother who was promoting science for them shook his head and asked the two of them, Hey, do you think people will lack poetry when they have more knowledge? Look at Mr. Zhongli's dignified appearance, but he is so emotionless at heart.

Wutong and Kong smiled and dealt with this problem hastily. Perhaps Mr. Zhongli, as the King of Rock himself, simply felt that the details were wrong.

But it's a pity that I didn't stay.

After the story of Chuanglong's finishing touch, Paimon whispered, isn't this just a piece of cake? Fry, tossing and turning. Empty correction, to make a big profit for the children's words, you should say that this is a classic chant.

After all, storytelling is creation, and editing also takes time.

After that, the three of them went to Manmin Hall next door. We ordered five dishes and one soup, four of which were spicy, and most of the Pearl Jade White Jade Soup was reserved for Kong Zao Rice, because the only one that was not spicy was called Kou San Si.

Avoid spicy food when you are recovering from a serious illness.

Although eating spicy food is very satisfying, eating spicy food and drinking hot soup has no relief effect at all. Paimon threw away the paper in her hand, and Shasha licked her flaming red lips and decided to fight fire with fire. Wutong said that spicy food is painful, and the pain will definitely make you numb in the end, so nothing can stop her from cooking this plate of boiled sea bass. The back is clean.

Wutong originally wanted to endure it, not just for the sour taste of spicy food. How could she, who had studied under Mr. Chuan for several years, be stumped by such a small obstacle? However, she was still forced to succumb, and she vividly reproduced why she had to go to the roadside to pick up ice cream whenever she went out to eat outside the school.

"I remember there was an ice cream shop selling ice juice outside. I went to buy two cups." Wutong took off his coat because he felt too hot during the meal. Now he stood up, took out two pieces of paper, wiped his mouth and picked up a piece of clothing on the chair. Just go out. I didn't notice that what I took was empty.

The smart traveler didn't hesitate to put on a coat even if it was sunny outside. Anyway, there are a lot of clothes in the wardrobe, especially at the back. After Wutong's design was customized, he found that he would only wear it occasionally and not often. not much. Simply change all the clothes into something less obvious for men and women. Of course, there will still be very girly styles, but at first glance, they look like they are for boys, and there are obviously a lot less of them.

As a result, now that I want to wear something different, I have to stand in front of Wutong's wardrobe to choose clothes. At first, I had a weird feeling, like a transvestite. But now that he could keep his expression straight, he naturally took out a piece of clothing that was relatively suitable for him to wear out.

When Wutong came back, the glass of plum juice in her hand had gone down by one-third. Put the apple juice in Paimon's hand, and a cup of room-temperature sweet tea. It's unopened, so it's empty. Because there is a high probability that the other party has had enough of the Pearl Jade White Jade Soup.

Plum juice is not to Wutong's liking. But it’s more than enough to relieve spicy food. After walking around for a while, he was no longer so hot, and there was still juice. Wutong didn't take off his sand-colored coat for a while.

The sleeves were a bit long, and they were rolled up twice to avoid getting stained by oil, revealing the white wrists wearing koi safety buttons underneath. Originally, this dress was very friendly, especially when the sun shined on it, it made the whole person look furry and glowing softly.