The egg that fell from the sky... Shen Qianluo, the shape is quite strange.

It is round, warm, and egg-shaped, but surprisingly pure black in color.

The opaque black light exudes a faint aura similar to fragmented starlight. It is impossible to see the inner state, but one can still clearly sense that the young man's weak soul of good and evil is all encompassed within it.

Silently, they merged successfully.

And dragons can indeed hatch eggs.

Zhongli fell into deep thought.

But he is a male dragon, and it seems that he does not have the ability to hatch eggs...

Of course, the gods soon realized that the core of the problem was not hatching eggs, but...

Seeing the ball of light jumping even more happily after he fell into deep thought, Zhongli had a vague feeling that the other party's behavior of tempting the male dragon to hatch eggs was probably just teasing him.

Perhaps because the mixed emotions of sadness and shock had not yet completely subsided, his mind was still a little dazed, and the lingering pain of heart-tearing was still there.

He stared absentmindedly at the ball of light that he could easily surround with his hands, and sighed deeply. In the end, he gently caught the jumping little guy in his arms, holding him steadily and gently.

No matter what, Shen Qianluo survived, which was enough to paint his long future, which was supposed to collapse, with brilliant colors again. He felt that he had regained someone in his life who was amazing enough and worth looking forward to.

Morax, the god of contracts, is naturally concerned with contracts and promises, but contracts can neither define friendship nor measure affection, let alone describe deeper feelings of love. He never knows how to measure or repay those emotions and bonds outside of contracts.

Therefore, Shen Qianluo's existence was a big problem for Zhongli. He thought that even if he gave everything he had and tried his best, he would never be able to repay what the young man had done for him.

Things have come to this, no matter how he wants to tease and pamper him... just pamper him, he will never complain.

Then, he watched the ball of light seem dissatisfied with his confinement, swaying left and right to break free from Longlong's arms, and tentatively came to Wendy to have fun.

"Hey - Qianluo, have you finally noticed me? I thought you only had eyes for the old man." Wendy looked heartbroken at having fallen out of favor, but a happy smile appeared in her eyes, and she started to communicate with Guangtuan in a friendly manner.

The ball of light circled around him, shaking its head as if to express its love.

Zhongli was silent for a second.

Just before Wendy and Guangtuan happily went into each other's arms and kneaded and rubbed each other, she suddenly reached out and took the disobedient Guangtuan back: "He is still very weak, let's observe him for a while before playing."

"Eh? You're too stingy." Wendy was surprised for a second, and then she shouted with regret on her face, "Qianluo is also my best friend, I just pinched you, just once~"

Zhongli remained unmoved and still seriously refused to allow others to touch the light ball.

In fact, he himself did not quite understand the reason for such behavior. Although Wendy looked jumpy, he would never be someone who would hurt Shen Qianluo without knowing the seriousness of the matter.

He just...

I just inexplicably feel that the boy is good in every way, smart and lively, and when he is playing around, he always reveals a gentleness that is beyond others' expectations.

He always managed to attract him and become the final intersection of the gods' gaze, but this dazzling attraction also encompassed everyone around the young man.

He's... just a little unhappy.

But the inhuman Longlong tried hard to understand the emotions of the human world, but he could not be completely sure whether this deep-seated emotion would become a bondage to Shen Qianluo.

As if sensing the unusual meaning in the other party's unfinished words, Wendy blinked and stared at the golden eyes of the other party, who was also a god, for a few seconds: "It seems... I have no chance?"

Wendy's tone was still playful and joking. Zhongli was stunned for a moment and could not understand his intention: "Opportunity? If Qianluo wakes up, I will pass the news to you as soon as possible. I believe that he will also want to see you when he is fully alive."

"Haha, that's not what I meant." Wendy laughed and lowered her voice meaningfully, "If you keep going like this, even if we are old friends, I will want to fight for you."

Vaguely feeling that something was wrong, Longlong looked at him with the ball of light in his arms.

"Oh, oh, don't be too nervous. I just like the child a little and want to invite him to visit me again. But old man, why don't you let me take him back to Mondstadt? Even though Tevarin is older, he might know a thing or two about hatching eggs."

The ball of light, which had finally been suppressed and kept quiet for a few seconds, suddenly jumped up again, perhaps because it heard that it could visit.

"I appreciate your kindness." However, Zhongli rejected it decisively and pushed the egg back. "With me taking care of him personally, nothing should go wrong."

The light group expressed unhappiness.

The ball of light discontentedly opened Zhongli's collar, jumped down from the collar, jumped in, and rolled all over.

Zhongli:……

…Or, let’s just have boiled eggs tonight.

Wendy looked at Longlong's numb claws, which looked like he was pregnant for ten months and trying to pull out the ball of light, and finally she couldn't help laughing happily.

He had heard about Shen Qianluo's deeds from his old friend Morax more than once, so as early as when he first met Qian Xiaoluo, he had developed an irrepressible curiosity about Xiao Shen Qianluo.

Until they played and laughed together, understood each other and were in love, the souls that had been lonely for a thousand years finally gave birth to rare waves.

But through this trip, I was fortunate enough to see the real, most authentic God Qianluo. Even though he was exhausted and his temperament became more and more difficult to approach due to the torture of wear and tear, I truly felt envious of the God of Wind.

If the person the boy was looking at deep in his eyes was himself... would he...

Shen Qianluo is truly a god that everyone is amazed and yearning for. He is more lively and vivid than any story record or verbal description, and his gentle smile is like the focus of the world. It can be said that the young man is stunning, and is the most suitable to grow at the highest point of flowers and love.

How could any mortal being open his mouth and say that he doesn't like or love something?

He had to admit that even he felt a little moved, like a spring breeze.

"What if I'm serious?"

"..." Zhongli, who had finally caught the ball of light, looked at him sideways. After a moment of silence, he also gave a serious reply, "The phoenix is ​​flying, its feathers fluttering. Morax, as the God of Contract, must naturally abide by the principle of fairness. The decision of whether to stay or leave should be made by Qianluo himself."

"It's just..." He finally stared deeply at the soft ball of light that was clinging to him and playing around, his voice light but decisive, "If you want to ask for my opinion, now that I am a mortal Zhongli - I don't want him to leave."

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