Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

The smile on the corner of his mouth dropped at this moment. Tartaglia did not let go of the boy as Zhongli said. Instead, he hugged him tighter, pressed his head over and inserted his fingertips into the ends of his hair. He blocked Zhongli's sight with his body, almost melting him into his chest.

"Isn't this Mr. Zhongli?" Tartaglia greeted him first with a cheerful and enthusiastic voice, but the blazing smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. "I'm sorry, Qianluo and I are in a good relationship, and I couldn't hold back my impulse for a while, and it did affect the appearance of the city."

The darkness in Zhongli's eyes became even more suppressed. It took almost all the courtesy and kindness accumulated in his long life to restrain the trembling and hissing spear in his hand from stabbing the other party: "That's not what I'm talking about, sir, don't force me to attack you."

The ahoge of Shen Qianluo, which was suffocated in the chest, shook. Not much of his figure could be seen from Zhongli's direction, but the god's seldom-seen, intense gaze, so hot and undisguised, seemed to penetrate the space and all obstacles. It was blazing, hot, and very human, and it was so straight, shining directly on him.

With his cheek buried in his clothes, he took hold of Tartaglia's clothes with his fingertips and tightened them slightly.

The man hugging him pretended to be surprised and snorted coldly and mockingly, but in action, he still hugged him gently, unmoved.

"Sir, what do you mean? Qianluo is my love, so it's normal for us to hug each other, right? Or... are the gods of Liyue so unreasonable that they don't allow me and him to truly love each other?"

The dragon on the opposite side was so angry that even its golden dragon eyes in the darkness became terrifying.

He was anxious and angry. It could be said that he hadn't been so angry in thousands of years. But how could he refute the other party?

Shen Qianluo still stayed in the young man's arms, without saying a word, without even looking up at him, just snuggling up to him quietly, as if there was nothing left to say to him.

Staring at Tartaglia provocatively, Zhongli's eyes gradually became fierce and murderous. In the final analysis, the gentle and elegant Mr. Zhongli in Liyue Harbor is only one aspect of Morax's character.

He is the Rock Demon God who slaughtered all the enemies on this land. He is afraid of Shen Qianluo who dared to touch the reverse scale of the gods and challenged him again and again...

Kill him and take the boy back into your arms...

Once this thought passed through his mind, even Zhongli was stunned for a moment. He was overwhelmed by his unimaginable feelings for Shen Qianluo, and the inexplicable anger that almost burned him out when facing his 'lover'.

But he still tried his best, even with his fingertips trembling slightly, to barely restrain this wrong impulse.

He just felt that the boy who was pampered by him, engraved in his eyes, and cared about in his heart, who had given so much for him and who obviously cared about him equally... should not be treated so frivolously by others...

He should obviously...

should…

Shen Qianluo raised his head slightly.

The wind in the alley was filled with dim and cold shadows. The young man stood quietly in the shade of the branches where the sunlight could not reach. When people looked at him sideways, their eyes were extremely calm and indifferent.

Zhongli's body froze slightly.

It seemed as if all the anger and impatience were completely crushed in the whistling wind in an instant along with Shen Qianluo's expression as if he was treating a passer-by in life.

He even thought that the wind was so loud and the sun was so cold that he accidentally misheard what the boy said to him.

"Ali, you should go home first."

Shen Qianluo just smiled at him lightly, as if he had never experienced anything in the past with him. He snuggled up to the chest of his so-called lover and expelled him from the future from now on. "I want to stay with Brother Ya for a while longer. I'll be back soon."

He told him to...leave alone?

Pulling the hand of the dazed Tartaglia, Shen Qianluo winked at her with a smile, his love evident in his words, as if he was going to be affectionate and affectionate with his 'lover' in the next second.

When she turned her head back casually, she seemed surprised that Zhongli was still standing there: "What's wrong? Is there anything else you want to talk to me about?"

...No...

“Qianluo…” The huge rock that was suppressing his heart became heavier and more solidified. The god called out to the young man hesitantly, but when he faced those eyes that were staring at him quietly, his heart that was in unbearable pain seemed to be torn into pieces by an invisible hand.

He originally thought...the person who would have to leave in the end would only be Tartaglia...

"Hmm?" The young man seemed confused. Perhaps he was a little impatient with his hesitation and unspoken words, but he also understood their old friendship and listened to him for the time being.

Zhongli actually never doubted that Shen Qianluo treated him differently. He always thought that he was different to him than to others...

But it seems that this is not the case.

He finally sighed very lightly, gathered up his nearly collapsed emotions, and whispered in a deep voice: "...Nothing."

"That's good." Shen Qianluo nodded, dragging Tartaglia away with him. He just stared at him like that, watching him leave without looking back once.

The malicious boy told him that Shen Qianluo had used up almost all of his kindness and love for him, and had helped him resist the erosion of time.

Come to think of it...it turns out that the only one he will never love again is him.

Zhongli turned around and left.

The complete Shen Qianluo had clearly promised that she would never leave him again.

After all...it was you who broke your promise, Qianluo.