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

The heavy rain has never stopped, but the scene after the rain has changed a lot. All kinds of supplies that were crowded in front of the epidemic shed have been put away. Many people are cooking in the open space with earthen stoves, talking and laughing.

"Girl!" Kinjiro was still guarding the entrance and exit of the tent. When he saw her, he showed a bright smile, "Long time no see. Are you coming to see Awang?"

"I heard that the flu is under control." Nan Ke smiled back.

"Yes, thanks to Miyazaki-sama," Kinjiro said, pointing to the people cooking outside. "Miyazaki-sama said before that patients with colds will not be infected again in the short term after they recover. Therefore, many patients will not be infected again after they recover. We're here to help. If this momentum continues, it won't take more than a few days for the cold to completely pass."

Nanke smelled the aroma of boiling in the pot and asked, "Where did they get the food?"

"The hunting team went out yesterday and raided a Qiuqiu camp."

Nanke answered with another childish voice.

Nanke turned his head and saw Awang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Awang was holding half a bowl of cabbage soup in his hand. He just came out of the tent, raised his eyes and looked at her, hesitated, and pulled her sleeve, "Nanke, are you here to see me?"

Nanke inevitably thought of Awang's grandfather.

She curved her lips and nodded.

Awang breathed a sigh of relief and looked a little lonely: "I thought you didn't care about me anymore."

"Are you free to go for a walk?" Nanke touched her head.

"With him?" Awang looked behind Nanke.

Although Nanke always tried his best to ignore the guards who were always behind him, objectively speaking, he still inevitably attracted the attention of others.

The guard knew how much he was an eyesore, so he smiled awkwardly and kept standing straight.

Awang frowned.

"Are you leaving?" Nanke asked her.

"Then Kinjiro, I'll be back in a minute," Awang handed the cabbage soup in his hand to Kinjiro, "This is the extra for you to eat."

Kinjiro swallowed and took it solemnly with a red face: "Okay, okay."

"How does Kinjiro treat you?" Nanke and Awang walked side by side along the wooden shed that was sheltered from the rain.

Awang frowned: "Sometimes he plays with me, which is quite interesting, but sometimes it's inexplicable, like just now."

Nanke raised the corners of his lips and said a few more words of concern about Awang's body.

Awang's cold recovered quickly after his fever subsided, and he was among the first to recover. As soon as his illness was over, Awang returned to the medicine house, but there was no one in the medicine house.

Ah Wang simply stayed in the epidemic shed to help.

"I know that you, Kanxiong and Guobeng are all over there," Awang pointed to the cave in the distance, "but those soldiers wouldn't let me go. I sneaked over to you when I had nothing to do. I saw You, I also called you, but you didn’t hear me.”

"Don't you hate us?" Nanke teased, "Why did you come to us?"

Ah Wang puffed up his cheeks and turned his head away without speaking for a long time.

"...I haven't been there since grandpa died." She whispered.

Nanke's heart suddenly sank and he stopped.

Awang stared at a broken leaf in the rain and stopped: "Actually, I know that grandpa is going to die. Just like a leaf, it will fall when the time comes, fall into the rain, fall into the mud, and become nothing more. It doesn’t look like leaves. I want to go with my grandpa because I know I only have a few days left to see him."

"Awang..." Nanke didn't know what to say, so he gently pressed Awang's head into his arms.

"I didn't cry, not a single tear!" The little girl sniffed, her voice muffled and stubborn, "Just when I think about... I can't find grandpa again, I don't know where to go back. Nan Ke, I grew up among criminals. I was an annoying child. Even the most ferocious criminals hated me. I was like this when I was two and a half years old. Only my grandfather would touch my head and care about me in my arms. Put some dry bread in it for me to eat...Why do people have to die? Why do the better people have to die more?"

Awang asked her almost crying.

"Am I going to die too? Are you going to die too? Are everyone going to die?"

"Awang," Nanke stroked Awang's back from top to bottom, listening to her crying and burping in his arms. He was silent for a while and then told her, "Master Niwa said that when the rain stops, he will send you to Narukami." Island life, there are a lot of nice people there, no one will hate you.”

Awang grabbed the fabric of her shoulders tightly: "Nanke, can't I be with you?"

"I myself am a homeless person."

"Then let's go find Kanexiong and go back to Yaolu."

Awang was like a drowning child grabbing the last straw and twitching.

Nanke held his breath: "Jianxiong, he..."

"I don't want to be with the country, and I don't want to be with Niyu and Yu Yuchang. They are official servants, and I am the child of a prisoner. I am afraid..."

Nanke sighed slowly and gently until all the depression accumulated in his chest was expelled, and then he said: "Okay, let's wait for Kaneo to come back together."

Awang didn't want to go back to Yaolu alone, and he refused to go to Sizheng's house with Nanke to stay temporarily. Nanke finally handed her over to Jinjiro.

On the way back, the guard behind him drooped his eyebrows and kept sniffing. Nanke turned his head several times, and finally couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and hand it to him: "Why are you crying?"

"Don't dare!" The guard quickly backed away, wiped his eyes with his sleeve and explained, "What happened to the little girl was so touching..."

Nanke was speechless for a moment.

The guard still couldn't hold back his tears, and while wiping them away sheepishly, he said, "The girl is so kind-hearted. If it were me, I would definitely cry with that little girl."

"I……"

Nanke only made one sound, and stopped again because he didn't know how to formulate his words.

Is she good-natured?

She just...

Not so sentimental.

Nanke suddenly pressed his head.

No.

In the final analysis, deep and distinct emotions such as emotion, hatred, and fear were all too unfamiliar to her.

It was like she had never felt these emotions before in her life.

What kind of person was she before?

All empty thoughts disappeared at the moment when the country collapsed.

The beautiful doll, which does not look like a machine at all, is sitting among the sawdust on the floor, with an indifferent expression, and is carving complicated threads dexterously one by one.

Nanke stayed there for too long. After a few seconds, Guobeng frowned slightly and gave him an unhappy look: "I thought someone was coming here. Can you stop standing at the door to block the light?"

"The country collapsed." Nanke approached him.

Guobeng casually handed the unused file to her.

Nanke paused and took it calmly.

She actually wanted to hug him.

Tell him that she envies him.

But even this envy comes too lightly.

So, forget it.