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

This is a dream.

When the wanderer closed his eyes, he whispered the tune of Big Dream.

Nanke was slightly stunned, recalling what "Piboye" actually was.

It is a flower that only grows in the dream paradise of the Lannaros, the Huanna Lannar.

They were supposed to thrive in the nursery of fairy tales. Like the forest elves, they were rare treasures that should not be seen by others.

The jewel-like purple stems and leaves are digging out of the soil under the feet of the wanderer.

Four thick calyxes slowly unfolded with melodious humming, followed by soft white petals and slender yellow stamens, stretching one by one as if stretching.

"The Lannaros said that this is a flower that embodies happiness." The wanderer lowered his hands and picked off the Piboya, handing it to Nanke with some reluctance in his voice, "So, I don't want to give it to anyone else." .”

Wanderers have extenuating reasons.

Nanke accepted the flower, but felt a little strange.

Aladdin described Piboya's appearance in too much detail. Could it be that he had ever been to Hunarana?

"Can you sing another part of that song just now?!"

His thoughts were interrupted, Nanke raised his eyes and saw Aladdin walking quickly behind the wanderer.

Aladdin was full of energy and surprise.

The wanderer turned back in surprise and didn't answer for a moment. Aladdin realized that he had lost his temper, stopped and smiled sheepishly, scratched his head and explained: "Well, um, I've heard the tune you just sang before..."

"Mr. Aladdin," Nanke raised the Piboya in his hand and asked, "Is this the flower you are looking for?"

Aladdin stared at the flower in her hand, his mouth wide open in disbelief, and his eyes widened.

"When I was a child, I was lost in the rainforest and was taken to a place where purple flowers were blooming by a strange creature. We played together and sang strange songs."

On the grassy slope, Aladdin held Piboya as if he had found a treasure, and told them the whole story.

"Everyone says it was a dream, but I insist that that place, the purple flowers, the beautiful songs, and the wonderful creatures are real."

"It must be Lanaro," said the wanderer.

"It should be so, but after that, I never found the way there again, and I forgot all those songs and the names of those friends," Aladdin said with a smile, "I have always wanted to confirm them. existence, and now, the evidence has finally been found.”

Nanke couldn't help but glance at the wanderer's bamboo hat.

The bamboo hat lifted slightly and slightly, imperceptibly.

In the small gap was a small half of Lambaris' face, secretly observing Aladdin.

Aladdin sighed at the preciousness of the flowers in his hands, sometimes smiling, sometimes sighing, and sometimes showing a nostalgic expression.

Lambaris hesitated and hesitated.

Suddenly the wanderer's bamboo hat was lifted off.

"Nala, Aladdin, I remembered!" Lambaris jumped up, spread out his arms and ran around in circles, "Nala came to Huanalana, sang with Lan Yesuo and Lan Xiuti!"

"Wow!" Aladdin was so frightened that he fell to the side, his eyes widened and he stammered, "Lan, Lan, Lan..."

"Lambaris!" Lambaris put his hands on his hips.

The wanderer was knocked off his head bit by bit by Lambaris, so he reluctantly took it off, held it in his hand and smiled at Aladdin: "Mr. Aladdin, it still remembers you."

Aladdin was stunned for a moment with his mouth open, and suddenly tears filled his eyes: "It's really... it's not a dream!"

Is it a dream or not?

After asking Aladdin for tips on growing flowers, Nanke and the Wanderer walked aside to bury the dream seeds, leaving Aladdin and Lambaris to reminisce about the past.

The laughter and laughter can be heard clearly even from a distance.

"Tell me, after leaving this dream, will Aladdin still remember Lambaris?" Nanke raised his hand and let the rock sand flow down between his fingers, slowly filling the small mud pit below.

"I don't know," the wanderer said, holding a dew-filled leaf in his hand and squatting across from the small mud pit with a gentle expression, "It would be nice if I could remember."

"Actually, I can't see Lanaro in reality." After a while, Nanke suddenly said.

"Huh?" The wanderer looked at her in surprise.

"I hope I can still remember it after waking up from the dream." Nanke smiled lightly.

The wanderer looked at her steadily for a long time, frowned, and asked worriedly: "Then, Nanke, during the time we spend together here, will you also...?"

Nanke was speechless.

It wasn't until the golden gravel filled the mud pit that Nanke spread a thin layer of moist soil over it to cover the twinkling light of the rock creation, then he slowly replied: "It's good if I can remember."

The wanderer was silent for a while, and the corners of his slightly raised lips lowered: "In the past two days, I have occasionally thought, if our reunion is just a dream, what should I do if you disappear like a dream in the blink of an eye... …”

"In that case, it is also important to make an appointment in advance to meet outside the dream."

"Where should I find you?" The wanderer's eyes lit up.

"From Sumeru City..." Nanke hesitated and smiled warmly, "Go find the Little Lucky Grass King. If you find her, you can find me."

"Okay, then we have an agreement," the wanderer raised his hand to her, stretched out his little finger, and said seriously, "I will definitely go to see you."

Nanke was startled, then smiled and hooked his little finger: "Well, it's settled."

The seed of the dream was successfully planted.

Nanke said goodbye to Aladdin and returned to the picnic camp with the wanderers.

Several picnic cloths were spread out on the grass, filled with sweets and stews, and people were walking around.

Although not as good as finding a needle in a haystack during the Flower Goddess Festival.

But now, I can only try one by one and keep looking.

Nanke inhaled slowly, exhaled slowly, and walked towards them.

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