Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

They went back too late, Nan Yi had already gone to bed, and her mother was sitting alone in the living room with cold food on the table.

Nanke heard the phone call between her father and her on the way, so when her mother came up angrily, Nanke was on guard and stepped back from the threshold, avoiding her mother's hand in time.

"If you can, don't enter this house!" Her mother pointed at her and yelled.

"What are you making!" My father interrupted my mother loudly, took off his tie and slammed it on the door, "I told you, the police will come in a few days!"

When Nanke finally finished his homework, it was already three o'clock.

His brain was already too sleepy and he had been hungry for more than ten hours. He couldn't stand firm when flushing the water, and his forehead hit the wall. Nanke covered his head and slowly squatted down. His eyes turned white and black for a while. Can't stand up anymore.

"Don't pass out here." The only thing that could be clearly heard was the slightly urgent voice of the skirmisher.

"National collapse... Sir," Nanke lowered his eyelashes and looked at the cracks in the tiles that became clear again in his field of vision, and smiled, "Are you worried about me?"

Skirmisher didn't reply to her words.

What was he thinking?

We obviously share the same body, but we have no idea what he is thinking.

I really want to see him.

Nanke hugged herself as if he was hugging her. After a while, she regained some strength, put on her clothes and went out to find something to eat.

Afraid of disturbing Nan Yi, Nan Ke curled up on the sofa outside all night. In a hazy state, he was awakened by the bright sky outside. He subconsciously glanced at the wall clock, quickly got up, packed his things and went to school.

It was natural to be late. Nanke did not enter the classroom, but went to the class teacher's office to wait. When the class teacher came back from get out of class, he pointed to the bruise on his head as an excuse.

The head teacher did not doubt that he was there and asked her to go to the infirmary to treat the wound.

Nanke was still a little hypoglycemic, so he asked the school doctor for a glucose tube, and then lay down on the bed in the infirmary, waiting for lunch in the cafeteria.

"Lord Guobeng." Nanke shouted softly with half of his face hidden under the quilt.

"Ok?"

"Do you think I'm pitiful?" Nanke asked.

"It's quite miserable."

"...Really?" She fell silent.

"It's really miserable to be born to parents like that. It would have been better to have never been born." After a while, the soldier continued, "But what's even worse is that you were born in a world without me."

What a loud tone.

"Then if I have a chance in the future, I will go and see the world of Master Guobeng." Nan Ke smiled.

"This is not a good world either."

"It would be great to have Lord Guobeng here."

The skirmisher chuckled: "I hope you can be so outspoken when you grow up."

Nan Kecai does not accept criticism.

Is he the only one who has the nerve to talk to her about "being outspoken"?

After filling his stomach and finishing the afternoon class in a down-to-earth manner, all worries were gone. Nan Ke left the school with the unified examination paper that he had finally finished. He was thinking about how to explain it to Nan Yi all the way back. At the door of the house, I heard my father and mother standing in the living room arguing in anger.

It was so noisy that I didn't even hear the key turning in the door lock.

Nan Ke opened a crack in the door and glanced in hesitantly. He didn't see Nan Yi. He felt relieved and was about to go downstairs to walk around twice before coming back when he suddenly heard his name.

Father said: "If Nanke hadn't caused trouble, would I have done this?"

Mother said: "I paid the money and apologized! What's wrong with Guan Nanyi! What are you talking about with Guan Nanyi!"

"They are twins..."

"Twins, so Nan Yi has to be innocently implicated?! Which father can do such a heartless thing? Tell me! What father would be willing to give his daughter to someone else!"

"Am I just going to watch myself lose my job!?"

"You are drinking your daughter's blood!"

"Without this job, that sick man would have died more than ten years ago!"

"It's really the best." The skirmisher sneered in Nanke's ear.

Nan Ke opened the door suddenly, his palms sweating heavily: "What's wrong with Nan Yi?!"

The two people who were quarreling stopped and looked towards her, as if they were full of anger and suddenly found a common outlet. Their resentment was mixed with sneers: "What else can you do! It's not your fault! It's the trouble you caused!"

Endless curses came one after another, but he didn't answer her questions.

Nanke ignored them and ran into the bedroom.

Nanyi is still there.

Nan Yi was still lying on the bed as before, with a hanging needle stuck in the back of her pale and transparent hand, and her round, bald head resting motionless on the pillow.

Nanke closed the door to block out the noise outside and called her in a low voice: "Nanyi?"

Nan Yi stared at the ceiling in a daze without blinking. He looked over at Xun Sheng, his lips were slightly opened, but without speaking, two lines of tears fell first.

There is no need to ask what happened.

Nanke clenched his fingers and walked towards Nanyi.

"It's not a big problem," the skirmisher said in her ear. "With her body, if there really is something wrong, she shouldn't be here, but in the emergency room."

But these words could not make Nanke feel relieved.

Halfway through, his toes suddenly hit something.

Looking down, there is a messy wig.

"Why did you throw it on the ground?" Nanke picked it up, shook it, and combed it away with his fingers, only to find that it was a head of long curly hair.

Her hands froze.

"Nan Ke," Nan Yi looked at her for a moment, and finally spoke out, crying heavily, "Dad wants me to help you apologize..."

Looking up, he saw a face that looked very similar to hers. His eyes were so red that they looked like they were about to bleed, and his face was covered with dirty tear stains. He looked fragile and sad.

"Why, Nanke," Nanyi pushed away the quilt and exposed his shoulder. On the rugged shoulder was a tooth mark, bright red, as if questioning, "Why are you getting into trouble? If you didn't hurt anyone, I wouldn't I was treated like this, why should I be treated like this..."

Nan Yi was mute and choked with sobs, and asked again and again.

Nanke's throat also choked.

Whether it was her mother's scolding or her father's beating, she could pretend not to hear or feel it.

But Nanyi can't.

"Nanyi," Nanke stepped forward and pressed Nanyi into his arms, "I..."

"Before you say sorry, think clearly," Skirmisher interrupted her, "whether you are the one who did the wrong thing."