Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

After finishing his porridge, he scooped a spoonful of egg custard and put it into his mouth.

The egg custard was really tender, but the heat was not controlled well, and I could taste a bit of the firewood flavor, probably because it was not sealed well...

"How does it taste?" The other person's eyes were full of expectation, as if hoping to get affirmation and praise.

People who have eaten their fill will not feel too angry or upset, and will be able to calm down and say, "It tastes great, I really like the unique wood-fired flavor."

The other party was stunned for a moment, then took a sip with a spoon. After a long silence, he spoke first: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect this..."

"It's okay, it's great that you can do it like this for the first time! I'm really praising you. I burned the pot and cracked it the first time I made egg custard." This is of course a lie. No matter how stupid you are, you wouldn't be so stupid. Of course you have to put enough water when steaming something. This sentence is meant to make the other person a little happier.

"...Well, thank you..." Of course I understand that this is a lie the other party made up for himself. No one would be so stupid, right?

"There seemed to be a sound, did you hear it?" It was the sound of dripping rain... Fortunately, all the crops were harvested yesterday, otherwise they would have sprouted in the fields. I opened the window, and the rain began to drip. The moon was looming. The rain should be over soon.

"It's raining……"

"Going out for a walk? Without an umbrella..."

"Your body..." Dexier frowned and looked at the person beside him worriedly, "It's better not to..."

"It's okay. I like the rain very much... I'm just going to walk around for a while. I can have a bowl of hot ginger tea later..."

"Then I will accompany you."

He took off his coat and walked into the rain.

The rain was not heavy. The raindrops fell on my hair and clothes. I felt the rain washing over my body. I really liked this feeling. It felt like I was being endlessly embraced by water.

"How does it feel?" He became excited because of the rain, took off his shoes, put them at the door, and walked barefoot on the ground, "It's really exciting!"

"Be careful not to catch a cold..."

"Call me by my name, call me Nuolinxi, don't call me you," water drops dripped from her hair, rain hung on her eyelashes, "Call me Nuolinxi, don't put me on a pedestal, I'm a lunatic... I'm a lunatic..."

The other person looked at him with his eyelashes drooping, and his smile in the rain seemed so unreal, so he moved closer and held his hand. This time he took the initiative and kissed that hand, a real kiss.

"I understand, Nolinxi...my love..."

I laughed out loud, feeling excited about the rain, feeling good about the rain. It was just the right amount of rain...

Holding each other's hands and running wildly in the rainy night is really the behavior of a madman, but the other party also obeyed and ran wildly, feeling the exhilaration of this crazy action.

The rain soaked everything and washed away everything.

I was dragged back home by the other party. After all, if I stayed any longer, I might really get sick.

The other person dried his hair, walked around the fire, and changed into the other person's clothes. There was a smell on the clothes, a floral scent, just like the first piece of clothing.

I don’t see any flowers, but there is this strange fragrance. Is it perfume?

The other person wiped his hair carefully, sighing softly while wiping. The sound was very soft, but it could be heard that he was talking to himself, not talking to himself: "Don't be like this. If you want to play in the rain, at least cover your hair... Your hair is too long, and it's hard to dry after it gets wet..."

I wiped my hair carefully, without using too much force, and as gently as possible. The towel soon became wet and felt very cold.

"Can I help you wipe your hair too?" He looked up at the person who was wiping his hair. The other person was stunned by his sudden action, but his hands did not stop moving.

"Let me dry your hair first." He straightened his head and continued to wipe it carefully. It must be said that it was indeed difficult to wipe such long hair.

Well, I also feel that my hair is a bit too long. Waist-length hair would be annoying.

"I see. I'll go back and get my hair cut..." Speaking of which, I haven't had my hair cut in all the time I've been here? If so, will my hair still be this color after a cut?

Seeing that he didn't take it seriously at all and started laughing again, I sighed inwardly, but still resigned myself to my fate and wiped my hair until it couldn't be wiped any further.

My hair wasn't completely dry, but it was hard to dry it directly with anything, so I had to hold it by the fire for a while.

"I'll wipe your hair next!"

I found a clean towel, and there was also a floral scent on it. Am I the one planting flowers, or are you? !

The towel was covering his hair, which was a little longer than he thought. He probably hadn't had a haircut for at least two months?

Those nobles always trim their hair every month or two weeks, I really don't understand...

Now I understand that in order to keep your hair in the best condition, it is normal to cut it every two weeks.

Wiping the hair feels like rubbing someone's head. This is actually rubbing the head, right?

Dry your hair carefully and then sit by the fire together.

Looking at the flames burning, I remembered that I used to do this often, but now I feel a little traumatized.

"Would you like to help me cut my hair?" He tilted his head and looked at the other person. He never believed the rumor that you can't cut your hair at night. It was just because it was too dark at night and it was easy to hurt himself when cutting hair in the past.

"There are no special scissors, and I am not very good at cutting..."

"I cut off a lock of your hair with a knife. How about we exchange it?" The other party didn't quite understand what this custom was and was a little confused.

So he asked directly: "Is there any meaning? I'm not sure."

"In my hometown, some people would cut off a lock of their hair and give it to the other person as a token of love... I don't really have any opinion on this. I just think that collecting a lock of hair from the other person is a very dangerous, but exciting behavior." Hair cutting and exchanging takes place in many places, and this is not so unknown. I used to scoff at the idea of ​​cutting hair and sending it to a lover in my previous life.

"Do you like this?" is asking about one's liking for this custom.

"I want to keep it as a souvenir, but it wouldn't be fair to you if I only cut your hair, so I want it to be like this..." It would be very unfair to only cut the other person's hair.