After Wendy finally rescued Tevarin, who was hungry and exposed to the wind in the forest (according to Tevarin himself, he didn't want to be happy with Lord Wind God, so he stole wine to drink and was punished by Rock God, so he voluntarily left the house for one day), the banquet finally came to an end.

After the meal, everyone can only go back to their own homes and find their own dragons.

"Even at this time, poems of parting always make people feel sad." Wendy smiled and sighed.

Holding the last piece of cake tightly in his paw, the hungry miniature Tevarin squatted on Wendy's shoulder and had learned to actively ignore the two people's reluctant farewell (?) glances.

"A clear song and a full bottle of wine, we will meet again in this life." Shen Qianluo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, the bright moonlight enveloped the young man's silver hair, and it was more like a layer of gauze for him, "Brother Wendy, there is no need to be too sad, the moon is bright in the sky, we will meet again someday, the breeze moves the world, isn't it beautiful?"

In fact, he understood that Wendy had come all the way to Liyue and stayed for a few days because she cared about him and wanted to see him again. It was just that she didn't want to admit it and kept making jokes to fool him, so he never said it clearly.

"Since you said so, Qianluo, I am looking forward to the day when we meet again in the future."

Finally, before leaving, the Wind God, who had finally become serious, took out a well-behaved and cute wind elf from somewhere and handed it to Shen Qianluo.

It is said that it is an all-around wind pet. It will automatically follow, release wind fields, assist in diffusion, gather monsters intelligently, and float left and right to win a beautiful woman's smile.

"Actually, I overheard you. You rejected the request of that Fatui named Tartaglia to be your brother. But I am different from him. Since you call me brother, whether you admit it or not, I am of course the brother you can always rely on."

"So, accept it, Qianluo. Otherwise, I will be angry."

"By the way, if the old man dares to bully you, just run to Mondstadt overnight! I will be happy to protect you~...As for whether you can beat the old man? Haha...that's not the same thing~"

Therefore, until Wendy flew away on Tevarin, Shen Qianluo teased the wind elf curiously for several days and had a lot of fun.

He even took the wind elf out for fun from time to time, and even Longlong didn't pay much attention to him.

But in fact, Zhongli still saw a clue.

Let's not talk about why Longlong knew Shen Qianluo's itinerary so well, but the purpose of the boy's trip was not concealed. Along the way, he made friends with many people with strong faith among humans, and his eyes were searching from time to time, as if he was looking for something.

Occasionally they would get together with the Traveler and Paimon to discuss something, but when they saw him, they would immediately scatter and chat nonsense.

Zhongli couldn't help but frown.

After experiencing the karmic disaster, Shen Qianluo is now even weaker than before. Although he is not in danger, he still makes people worry about him.

Is it a lack of faith? Not to mention that due to a series of explosive news after his return and his recent appearances, the fame of Xiao Shen in Liyue has been growing, and his faith has reached an unprecedented peak, catching up with the level of Geo King.

Furthermore, if he lacks faith, as a perpetual dragon who is regarded by the teenager as a fool with a lot of faith in dragons, he should act like a spoiled child and cling to the dragon and refuse to let go.

…what went wrong?

So today Shen Qianluo returned home in a good mood and was caught by Zhongli. He decided to ask him why he was so busy.

The atmosphere was harmonious. He took off the coat for the warmly dressed boy, and watched the boy shake his head and straighten his flattened hair. He still spoke: "Qianluo, how have you been recently..."

Shen Qianluo suddenly looked up at him, and spoke with a slightly puzzled look: "A Li, today one of my people asked me if I was bullied or hurt by you... What does this mean?"

"!?" Zhongli almost choked on his tea, "Where did you hear these words?"

"… a clerk at Chunxiang Kiln. This should be the shop that Ali allowed to open?" His eyes flickered and he seemed to recall some not-so-good memories. Shen Qianluo coughed and said calmly, "I happened to pass by today and she stopped me. She pulled me and talked some nonsense to me..."

Longlong's eyes changed slightly in an instant, and his posture became tense.

If even Shen Qianluo, who loves to talk nonsense, calls it nonsense... Could it be...

He didn't want his simple, innocent, cute and kind (countless positive words omitted) child to be exposed to adult matters so early. As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Zhongli became restless.

He immediately pulled the person to sit down and decided to start an educational family meeting.

Shen Qianluo still looked innocent and well-behaved, and it was hard to tell how much forbidden knowledge he knew now.

However, he was also a little nervous because of Longlong's exaggerated attitude.

It was already winter, and Longlong's birthday was naturally approaching. He had been arranging gifts for several days, but unexpectedly, a traveler recommended him to consult Ying'er, a professional gift master at Chunxiang Kiln. He suddenly learned a terrible piece of news that was so important that it was earth-shattering -

Time goes back to when Shen Qianluo was standing outside the Chunxiang Kiln with a little hesitation.

"Hey, isn't this our Lord Xiaoshen? You came to our shop today. Are you planning to prepare a gift for Mr. Zhongli?"

Perhaps it was because the young man in white clothes was too eye-catching, with a wooden flute on his waist, his silver hair tied up high, and a wind elf floating behind him, that he was quickly spotted by Ying'er, who was sitting bored in the store and greeted her enthusiastically.

The Flute God Qianluo has a very high reputation in Liyue. He is friendly and never claims to be a demon god who keeps people away. Therefore, people in the streets and alleys are willing to warmly respect him as the Flute God/Lord Qianluo.

Shen Qianluo, who had been in a hurry to meet Ying'er, felt guilty for a second and smiled: "It's impossible that the whole of Liyue already knows that I'm planning a gift for A-li, and he is the only one who is kept in the dark."

"You two are so sweet when you are like this. People can't help but blush and feel shy when they see you." Ying'er invited him to sit down in the store. The first thing she did when she entered the store was to secretly look at the boy who looked normal. She smiled quietly with her hands covering her mouth. "I see that Lord Xiaoshen looks very good these days. I guess... Mr. Zhongli treats you well, right?"

Shen Qianluo nodded proudly, saying lightly: "Of course, he is good at both being a lady and a cook. Ah Li is so cute, so of course he is very nice to me."

"Eh?" Ying'er seemed to have realized something when she heard this, and her expression became hesitant. "You two...don't you have any?"

"?" This time the boy looked confused.

"?" Ying'er understood the pure light in the god's eyes at a glance and showed a surprised expression. She hurriedly asked something indirectly. Finally, in the eyes of Shen Qianluo full of doubts, she stood up hesitantly and shocked, and came to a terrible conclusion.

"Mr. Zhongli...Isn't it possible?"

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