Mandrill volunteered to go home with me after traveling through Genshin Impact

"Is that so...Thank you for telling me this." Seeing that Wendy really didn't know, Xueyou thanked Wendy and found a place to sit down and rest.

"Sister Xueyou...are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Yuan An sat next to Zhu Xueyou and asked cautiously.

"Huh? Don't worry, it's not uncomfortable anymore, but the memory is still a little confused..." Xue You touched Yuan'an's head and looked at her quietly.

Looking at Yuan's cute face and the worried look on her face, Xueyou just looked at her quietly, but suddenly she felt her nose was sore, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

This was her child. She had been waiting to meet her with nervousness and anticipation, looking forward to watching her grow up.

But she never got to meet her until her death. How could she not have any regrets at that time? Her biggest regret at that time was that she could not even meet Yuan An.

Her child lost his mother as soon as he was born.

She couldn't help but think about whether Yuan An would ever cry to Mandrill to ask for her mother, and what would Mandrill do?

How should he face it? Yuan, who had just learned to walk, asked him with confusion and expectation, where was her mother? How should he answer?

Facing Yuan, who doesn't understand anything, how should he tell her that her mother is dead? He even killed it with his own hands... Can he bear it? Does he have the heart to tell Yuan such a cruel truth?

She didn't know that these were things after her death, and she didn't know what happened specifically.

The dead will not bear these pains. All these pains will be borne by the living. She doesn’t know how Mandrill survived that time...

She just suddenly felt sad. Looking at Yuan An, she suddenly wanted to cry. Her passing had made Mandrill bear too much, and Yuan An had been without a mother since she was born.

Even because Mandrill's condition was not good, Yuan'an didn't even dare to ask Mandrill about her mother, but she didn't have a mother, and everything she knew about her mother could only be learned from other people's mouths.

But she couldn't ask Mandrill about it, so even if she really wanted to know about her mother, she could only hold it in. But she is just a child.

No wonder...no wonder Yuan is so well-behaved and sensible at such a young age. She doesn't have a loving mother, and she may have to worry about her father's situation, so she is so sensible at such a young age...

But children of this age should obviously act coquettishly and enjoy themselves under their parents’ knees...

Thinking of this, Xue You couldn't suppress the raging tears at all, and Zhan An could only wipe her tears in a panic and at a loss.

"Sister Xueyou, don't cry... don't cry... just tell Yuan if you feel uncomfortable... don't cry... your eyes will hurt if you cry for a long time... don't cry..."

Xiao Yuan'an's eyes were filled with distress, and she carefully wiped away Xue You's tears. She even didn't forget to give Wendy a vicious look?

It seems to be saying, it's all your fault. Did you make sister Xueyou feel so uncomfortable? Just wait! I'll come and take care of you later!

Wendy was stared at inexplicably, with a confused look on her face, and looked at Mandrill blankly.

Mandrill hugged Xue You tightly from behind. "Don't cry...I'm here."

But his words made Xueyou cry even harder. Xueyou hugged him back, and took Yuan into his arms with the other hand, and just held them both and cried.

"Sorry…"

After hearing these words, Mand suddenly knew what Xueyou was sad about, but he was silent for a while, but did not respond directly to this sentence. Instead of saying it didn't matter, he said.

"I love you." Mandrill blurted out these words, looked at her face, and smiled slightly.

Because of this, these pains were as good as sweets to him.

As long as you come back to me...that's all...

(I finally recovered my memory. I wanted to write something sweet...but I always felt that it was unreasonable. Then I ended up writing it like this for no reason. I cried when I wrote it for myself. I really can’t stand it. Okay, I want to reward you. ! I can’t afford to eat anymore)