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

A snow-white, snow-white world.

Nanke stayed in the center, looking into the distance.

The body is lost, the consciousness is lost.

There is only emotion left in my heart, which is full of turbulence, and I want to cry.

I will prepare myself early tomorrow to face this day.

Why is it still so painful?

Why still...

"Nan Ke?"

The moment he caught the hoarse voice, his shapeless body returned to human form.

Nanke put his hands on the ground and knelt on the ground. He turned around and saw a kind-hearted mother-in-law.

"I thought it was too late," the mother-in-law, wearing a red and white witch costume, walked over with a smile and staggered, "Nanke, long time no see, I am...Awang."

"Awang..." Nanke looked at her and opened his eyes slightly.

The scars of age have fallen on Awang's face, condensing into loose wrinkles, and his once bright eyes are no longer bright, and he is completely different from when he was a girl.

"You're still the same as when I was a kid, you haven't changed at all." Awang stopped, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of Nanke's eyes, then squinted and smiled, "That's great."

"Awang." Nanke stood up.

The old body in the eyes is like a dead branch, dying, the oil is exhausted and the lamp is withered.

"Welcome back." Nanke hugged her gently, "I will accompany you on the next road."

"Yes." Awang nodded slowly, half sighing and half smiling, "I'm back."

Nanke held Awang's hand and walked side by side in a certain direction.

Awang's soul returned to the boat back to Qinglai Island.

During the fifty years before that.

The exiled Awang drifted on the sea, drifting into a mirage full of fog, not knowing where he was or where the exit was.

There were monsters everywhere, and all the food and water on the ship had been exhausted, leaving only a box that Daoyin left behind when he left. There were two things in it, one was Nanke's evil spirit medicine, and the other was a broken conch.

Desperate, Ah Wang broke the evil spirit medicine in half and threw it into the sea.

The swimming fish grabbing the pills turned into monsters one after another, fighting with the monsters, turning the mirage upside down, and Awang finally found a glimmer of hope in the shattered illusion.

It is a strange villa hidden deep in the fantasy world, like a boat floating on the sea, but not shaken by the stormy waves.

The person who guided A Wang to the annex was a man with a beautiful appearance.

Wearing a red long-nosed mask, long black hair, and a pair of dazzling golden eyes between the narrow eyebrows, his whole body exudes the aura of the dead.

Of course Ah Wang could tell that this was a monster. Not only was it a monster, it was also the remnant soul of a monster that had been dead for many years and had not yet passed away.

The man smiled slightly and made no secret of his identity as the deceased. He walked through the complex corridors of the annex and led Awang into the lush courtyard.

Awang found food and water there.

After reacting, he found that the way out was no longer there.

The man appeared again when Awang discovered a secret place in the annex and took out a bouquet of withered cherry blossoms.

"This is my childhood sweetheart, the flower that bloomed when Hu Zhai Palace passed away." The man sighed.

Of course Ah Wang has heard of the famous Dinghu Zhai Palace.

I wanted to ask about this monster's soul, but the other party disappeared again.

After an unknown amount of time, Awang found a half-burnt folding fan in another secret realm of the annex.

"This is my beloved wife," the man said vaguely, stroking the black silk fan with flowing cloud patterns, "a relic of Lingshanfang."

"How can I get out of here?" Awang took the opportunity to ask.

"This is a secret hall on the sea created by the three of us. Even if you find a way out, you can't leave without wings."

"Even so I still..."

"It seems that you still have someone you care about outside the library," the man smiled warmly and pointed to a door, "over there, if you can wake her up, she will take you away."

Awang pushed open the door that the man pointed at, and there was another one behind him.

Another door, another door, another door...

Hope rises and falls, rises and falls... and it repeats.

It seemed like it would never end.

It seems that I will never have the courage to open the door next time.

Struggling with the constant flow of giving up, Awang pushed the last door.

Behind the door is a small stone chamber with a rectangular ditch surrounding it and an unclosed coffin placed in the middle.

The moonlight that came from nowhere passed through the zenith and fell on the coffin. Dark silver flowed, as if there was a sound, and gathered into the dry ditch.

Awang crossed the ditch.

It was that man lying in the coffin.

Deep angular features, long black hair, closed eyes, and a gloomy face, but there is a hint of softness in the remaining features.

This must also be an illusion. No corpse can remain unchanged for decades.

Ah Wang didn't dare to touch it rashly, and looked at the other end of the secret room, on a small stone platform, something tightly wrapped by two pairs of black wings.

Ah Wang stepped forward and spread one of his wings.

Below is a face that is very similar to the man's beauty, but more soft and childish.

The man said, if you can wake her up, she will take you away.

Awang tried countless methods.

Until the end, inadvertently, the conch he carried in his sleeve fell to the ground, creating a subtle whistle in the air.

The unknown Tengu suddenly opened his eyes, and two big tears fell from his pure gold eyes: "My wife...!"

"...It turns out that the annex is the tomb of the famous general of the old days, the tengu Yuri Tengu," Awang said as he walked. "The tengu I woke up was his daughter Mitsuyo. Mitsuyo said that she once complained My father abandoned me, but after I truly realized the pain of losing my beloved, the resentment had dissipated, so I went deep into the villa to fulfill my due obligations because I blamed my father and refused to stay at the funeral when I was young."

"After Mitsuyo sent me back to Narukami Taisha Shrine, I realized that I had been struggling in that annex for nearly a year, and... what my master did in the Battle of Qinglai."

"Master will never be ashamed of the justice in her heart. However, no matter how I defend myself to Mr. Yashige, the name Asase Hibiki has been removed from the shrine and has become a stigma."

"How unfair, how can I clean her up? I have been thinking very hard about this, but even the surviving residents of Qinglai Island hate it and say, 'It's all the fault of Asase Hibiki'," Awang shook his head and sighed, his voice Trembling, "It is clear that Master single-handedly destroyed the war and gave them a way to live."

"Taking this war as an opportunity, it didn't take long before the anti-demon faction in the shogunate launched a rebellion and wanted to depose Yashiro and Narukami Taisha. Mitsuyo and I were both involved, and it was another big dispute... So many years have passed, and I have never had the opportunity to come to Qinglai Island to express my condolences to Master even once..."

Nanke's fingers were tightly grasped by Awang, and they trembled with Awang's crying voice.

"That is to say, you and Mitsuyo have been guarding Narukami Taisha Shrine and Inazuma's monsters all your lives, right?" Nanke asked softly.

Ah Wang responded softly and long.

"That's enough. You are already a witch that Miss Hibiki can be proud of, Master Awang." Nanke said, "After experiencing the twists and turns of almost betrayal, you still choose to use your own power to protect this land. , to protect this country is already very remarkable.”

"Really, Master... you won't feel... disappointed with me like this?" A Wang murmured, "Are you disappointed?"

"No way."

"What about Nanke?" Awang turned his head and looked at her closely, "Are you disappointed in me?"

"Does it mean you didn't go back to Qinglai Island to see us?"

"Sorry……"

"Guobeng and I," Nanke pursed his lips and smiled, "lived very happily."

"...Really." Awang let out a low sigh.

"Ok?"

"I always thought that you and Guobeng would have a good life together," Awang sniffed, "Mitsuyo also said that Guobeng would definitely protect you."

"Have you ever talked about me?"

"Of course, it turns out that Guobeng has always acted like he is the only one who thinks of himself, and he has also made mistakes..."

As he murmured, the white space in front was turned into black, and a dense sea of ​​twinkling stars came from the black depths. The distance gradually became closer and closer.

The overwhelming sense of emptiness and all-encompassing belonging still makes people yearn for it.

But this time, Nanke no longer wanted to go to that side.

"Mitsuyo came to Qinglai Island with me. Although I didn't make it to the finish line, she will definitely deliver my body properly." Awang let go of Nanke's hand and stared into her eyes with nostalgia, " Nanke, thank you for sending me here."

Nanke used her fingers to arrange Awang's gray hair, just like she did when she was a child: "Be careful on the road, Awang."

Awang pursed his lips, lowered his head to hide his expression, took two steps forward and suddenly stopped. After a while, he turned back and ran into Nanke's arms, crying: "Why do I look like a child who will never grow up..."

"I really want to be with you forever..."

"Even if the country collapses and harms me, you will protect me, sleep with me, chat with me, encourage me, praise me, and always stand by my side..."

"Nanke, wuwu, Nanke..."

Nanke stroked Awang's back for a long time.

Until the person in her arms turned into a white halo, passing through her fingers and arms lightly, like an irretrievably beautiful shooting star, sinking into the brilliant Milky Way in the distance.

At the same time, Nanke felt that something was peeled off from his body.

It's "destiny".

Was it her fate that Miss Hibiki divined from her? Or is it Awang's fate?

Or is it the fate of the two of them to become one?

No way of knowing.

Nanke took a deep breath, looked at the leisurely and vast Milky Way, which could only be seen from a distance, and closed his eyes.

The long-awaited farewell came to an end.

Let's go back.

Go back to where the skirmishers are.

No matter how far away time lies in between.