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

"Sorry to bother you..."

Nan Ke grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands and stepped over the threshold carefully.

It was my first time entering a stranger’s home.

Nan Ke stood in the porch, looking at the lighted room, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

This place has the same layout as her house.

But it looks completely different.

The lights in the living room were a little dim, the floor was wooden, the table was made of glass, there were very few furniture and daily necessities, and it was so empty that it seemed as if no one lived there.

The boy changed his shoes and walked to the living room table to pour water: "Close the door."

Nan Ke said "Oh", hurriedly put down his schoolbag, leaned against the shoe cabinet and the boy's crutches, turned around and pushed the door.

When Nan Ke finished doing all this, she saw the young man sitting with his legs crossed, his hands on the back of the sofa, facing her.

"...What else is there to do?" Nan Ke's cheeks gradually became hot.

"Oh," the young man laughed, "Are you a donkey that moves one step at a time when whipped?"

Nan Ke pouted, looking a little unhappy.

How can you call a girl a donkey?

Before she could figure out how to refute, the boy said to her, "Come here."

There were no slippers for Nan Ke to wear in the entrance. Nan Ke thought about it, squatted down to untie his shoelaces, and walked over obediently with his bare feet in socks.

Children don't have much concept of the word "beauty".

The closer I look at this brother, the more he looks like a girl.

Nan Ke stopped in front of him and looked up at his cold purple pupils.

There was no focus inside, unblinking, reflecting the light and her curious little shadow.

The fragmented light flows like a river of stars.

The young man stretched out his hand and passed it over Nan Ke's head. He raised his eyebrows and paused slightly, then slowly moved his palm down and finally rested on top of Nan Ke's head.

"So short?" He rubbed her furry head. "How old are you?"

Nan Ke said in a clear and loud voice, "I'm five years old!"

"Ha." He laughed.

The warmth of her body came through her hair, and her beautiful smile neutralized her aura of being difficult to approach. Nan Ke asked in a polite manner, "Where's my brother?"

The young man grabbed her armpits with both hands, like holding up a little doll, and placed Nan Ke on the glass table in front of him: "The country is collapsing."

Nan Ke opened his mouth slightly.

Not age?

A name... is okay too?

"Brother Guobeng!" Nan Ke shouted crisply.

“Can you memorize your parents’ cell phone numbers?”

"Hmm! 17..."

"Call yourself." Brother Guo Beng interrupted her, took out a mobile phone from under the pillow and threw it into her arms.

He just felt kind on a whim.

But I didn't intend to take in a child of unknown origin overnight.

Nan Ke had been frightened the whole night, and finally there was hope for her to go home. She held back her sobs and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes before she began to input the number on her phone.

First, Dad’s.

The phone rang until it automatically hung up and no one answered.

Then there’s mom’s.

The call was hung up as soon as it was connected.

Nan Ke felt a little strange. She glanced at her brother Guo Beng who was patiently waiting for her to contact their parents, and sent a text message to her mother.

I am Nan Ke.

Nan Ke stared at the interface until the other side showed that the call had been read, then he redialed the call.

"Hey?"

"Mom, I am..."

"Your father and I are in the hospital." Mom's voice was full of fatigue. "Who is calling?"

"A neighbor's brother." Nan Ke immediately thought of Nan Yi's illness, frowned and asked, "Is the sister okay?"

"How can it be possible?" Mom sighed anxiously, "I'll call the aunt next door later, and you can stay at her house tonight."

"Mother……"

Before Nan Ke could finish his words, the only sound on the other end of the phone was the hang-up tone.

"Can't go home?" Brother Guobeng looked at her leisurely.

Nan Ke hummed in a sullen voice and returned the phone to him: "My mother told me to live with the aunt next door."

Brother Guo Beng snorted a mocking laugh and said, "I'll take you downstairs."

How can we let disabled people worry about themselves?

Nan Ke quickly shook his head: "I am very familiar with the aunt next door, I can do it myself."

Nan Ke jumped off the table, ran to the entrance and took out the things he had treasured in his schoolbag for a day, then ran back to his brother Guo Beng and placed them on the corner of the table reluctantly.

"Thank you, Brother Guobeng!" Nan Ke ran towards the door as if he was escaping.

Until he knocked on Aunt Mu's door next door, breathlessly.

Nan Ke only realized later why she didn't dare to stay in front of him for a moment.

Because of.

She felt embarrassed in front of strangers.

"Nan Ke," Aunt Mu took Nan Ke's schoolbag and asked with concern, "Is today your birthday?"

Nan Ke was stunned, and shook his head hesitantly: "No..."

"Nan Ke is lying!" A little boy from Nan Ke's class popped his head out from behind Aunt Mu, "I saw her put the little cake the teacher gave her into her schoolbag with my own eyes!"

Nan Ke clenched his fingers: "That is..."

"Go away!" Aunt Mu glared at her son and took Nan Ke into the house. "School is school, and home is home. I'll go down and order a cake. You're five years old today, right..."

……

Because he was too young to attend primary school, Nan Kebi and his classmates attended kindergarten for one extra year.

During this year, Nan Ke often visited his brother Guo Beng.

Care for people with disabilities.

As a model child who has received many awards in the kindergarten, Nan Ke always keeps his teacher's teachings in mind.

And after Nan Ke's observation——

Brother Guobeng lives alone.

Brother Guobeng doesn't go out often.

Brother Guobeng doesn’t like to eat either.

How is this possible?

It won’t grow tall!

"...It's you again." The boy with a grim expression opened the door.

"Dad is working overtime today," Nan Ke clasped his hands behind his back and looked at him hesitantly, "Brother Guobeng, can I come to your house to do homework?"

That's the annoying thing about kids.

Once you get entangled, you'll stick to it like taffy.

"Brother Guobeng——"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Nan Ke spoke in a low and drawn-out voice.

"Shut up."

Brother Guo Beng's face was full of disgust. He couldn't stand it anymore and turned around, "Whatever you want."

Compared to many adults who say good things but actually do bad things.

Brother Guobeng is particularly easy to get along with.

As long as he doesn't simply and rudely say "get out".

Nan Ke can stay here as long as she wants.

The only time I heard this word was when Nan Ke accidentally fell asleep while doing his homework and was lifted off the sofa along with the small quilt on his body.

The cold water splashed on my face.

Before Nan Ke could react, he and his schoolbag were thrown out the door.

Brother Guobeng pointed at the alarm clock and said "get out" to her in a cool voice.

Both the hour and minute hands passed eight in the morning.

Nan Ke screamed and rolled away like the wind.

Where did Brother Guobeng come from?

What do you do? Are you in school? Or working?

Why do we always go alone when we can’t see?

Nan Ke occasionally asked, but never got an answer.

Nan Ke had been distressed and confused, but later she discovered that “not knowing” was actually a good thing.

Just like Brother Guobeng never cared about her name, her family situation, or why she never came home.

Winter goes, spring comes, and winter comes again.

Nan Ke skillfully cut off a corner of the box of pure milk and tiptoed to put it into the microwave.

Because Nan Yi was sick, Mom and Dad also instructed the kindergarten not to provide Nan Ke with any unhealthy food.

For example, sweetened milk with too much sugar.

So after getting to know Brother Guobeng, Nan Ke would always secretly hide the pure milk that he didn't like to drink into his schoolbag and bring it to feed him.

The opposite of her.

Brother Guobeng happens to hate anything sweet.

Nan Ke heated the milk to just the right temperature, inserted a straw, and handed it to brother Guo Beng with both hands.

Only after receiving a satisfied hum from the old man did she open her textbook and begin studying.

The weather is getting colder again.

I don’t know why, but the weather forecast has been inaccurate recently, with frequent thunderstorms.

The rumbling sound came one after another, which was terrifying, because on the top floor, it seemed like it was rolling past very close to you.

Nan Ke finished his homework amid the thunder and looked at his brother Guo Beng.

He was wearing a headset and talking on the phone.

His expression was half-smile, very evil: "...This is not something I can control. It was you who said you wanted to meet up with me, shouldn't you have found a way to come here yourself?"

I don’t know what the other person said.

"The one with the surname Shenli," Guobeng's brother rolled his eyes, "tell Baalzebub to stop making trouble."

He hung up the phone.

The thunder outside the window also happened to stop at this time.

"Brother Guobeng," Nan Ke pulled his sleeve, "I want to go home."

Nan Yi has been feeling better recently, and her mother wants her to go back and spend more time with Nan Yi.

Brother Guo Beng's attention was not on her. He responded casually with a frown on his face, as if he was still unhappy about the phone call just now.

In fact, Nan Ke didn’t really want to go home.

But no matter how much she looked at him expectantly, she knew that even if he could see her, he would not try to keep her.

Nan Ke lowered his head in disappointment and put on his schoolbag: "Goodbye, Brother Guobeng."

"You don't need to bring anything here in the future." Brother Guobeng suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Nan Ke turned around in surprise.

"Don't come here anymore," he crushed the empty milk carton in his hand and threw it into the trash can, "I'm leaving, and someone else will live here too."

Nan Ke could not read any ripples in those blurry purple eyes.

She stood there in a daze for a long while.

I just felt an emptiness in my chest.

I wanted to ask more, but I couldn't open my mouth.

Because after all...

She never got any answers from him.

Children's tears always come quickly.

Nan Ke endured it, rubbed his sore nose and replied: "Okay."

When they first met, the child was also crying alone.

Thinking about possible encounters in the future.

Someone listened to the soft sobbing in front of him and felt inexplicably unhappy.

So, just before the thin footsteps left, he said, "The next person to move here,"

The little girl's footsteps stopped at the sound of his voice, and she was incredibly obedient.

"Don't get too close to him."

What was Brother Guobeng thinking when he said this?

Nanke doesn't know.

You will never know.

She didn't answer yes or no, she didn't say no either, she bit her lower lip, puffed her cheeks, and left quickly.

Three days later, movers were seen going up and down the corridor.

After they left, Nan Ke slipped out of the door while his parents were not paying attention and secretly went up to the eighth floor.

It turned out to be Brother Guobeng who moved.

The door was open, but the person inside was no longer him.

A woman with long braided hair was leaning back on the sofa, holding Guo Beng's brother's cell phone in her hand and flipping through it.

There was also a very tall man with light hair who was standing at the entrance settling the bills with the workers. He looked up inadvertently and caught a glimpse of Nan Ke standing blankly at the door, and his eyes suddenly froze.

Nan Ke couldn't help but step back as he walked towards her quickly.

"Hello, my name is Kamisato Ayato."

The man noticed her movements, curled his lips into a smile, and squatted down.

"What's your name?" he asked.

Unlike his gentle tone, the man's eyes were full of urgency and surprise as he was eager to verify something.

Nan Ke pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, turned around and ran away without saying a word.

"please wait!"

"Ayato." Lei Dianying called out to Kamisato Ayato who was about to catch up.

Kamisato Ayato watched the child leave, and could only turn back with regret: "Yes, General."

"Look at this." Lei Dianying said solemnly, holding the ownerless cell phone and walking up to him.

On the screen, under a number without any remarks, there was a sent text message.

——"I am Nan Ke."