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

So I got closer.

He took out the sword he was carrying, then grasped it and pulled it out.

"Is it okay?" Looking at the other party, he thought about it quickly, then nodded and took out a dagger.

"It doesn't have to be too long. I'll save that strand of hair..."

It was easy to cut off a lock of long hair, the top was golden and the bottom was orange, the two colors were very beautiful, like the gradient of the sunset.

The other party also cut off a bunch of blue hair that was about the same length as the one in his hand, which was a relatively long bunch of hair.

"Is this all right?" The other person looked at me like a puppy, but I didn't really hate dogs that much...

"Take good care of my hair, I will treasure it. By the way, I should go back... It's late now, right?" The rain had not stopped yet, but the sky was already dark.

"I'll take you home..." He nodded and agreed. In fact, there was an umbrella at home, a beautiful oil-paper umbrella. Although this kind of umbrella was made of paper, it was coated with special oil, so it was not easy to break and would not be soaked by water.

"I haven't shared an umbrella with anyone yet..." This behavior makes my heart beat faster. I do blush easily and get excited about it easily. When I realize this, I smile softly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm smiling. It feels so good to have you by my side."

The umbrella tilted slightly towards me, and all the rain didn't fall on me. This umbrella was not big to begin with, and in my previous life, I would get wet easily when I was alone under this umbrella, but when there was no one with me, I didn't get wet at all...

It can only be said that it was because other people got wet.

I tilted my head to look at the person next to me. He was just a little taller than me, really just a little bit!

She looked very cute. She remained silent because of what I just said. It turned out that she was blushing too...

Oh my, this is really interesting...

"We're here." They had reached the door without realizing it. They both deliberately slowed down their pace on this journey, but everything has an end, doesn't it?

"Good night, have a good dream tonight." I said goodbye at the door, went back to my room, changed my clothes. The clothes I wore for sleeping were looser, and I liked them very much.

Lying on the bed, recalling the feeling just now, the wonderful feeling of accelerated heartbeat, I smiled unconsciously and fell into a sweet dream.

What a wonderful dream! Everyone is happy and living a wonderful life. Children play happily with their parents, adults complete their work seriously, and lovers embrace each other. It's so beautiful. All of this...

It is so beautiful that I can feel that it is a dream. But such a beautiful dream should stay for a while longer!

Feeling everyone's happiness and beauty, smiling happily, this beauty will be hidden in your heart, this beauty will remain in your heart, this beauty will become a dream!

It took me a very long time to feel that this happiness was so wonderful. This kind of happiness that exists in dreams is untouchable and turned into a kind of sadness and sorrow.

So it's time to wake up.

I opened my eyes in bed and saw the ceiling in its original state.

I didn't feel anything. In other words, my heart felt empty and a little sad, but not too sad. I pushed open the door of the house and found that I didn't sleep for long. At least I woke up very early. The sun had just risen. I was a little annoyed that I missed the sunrise.

I have to eat something today... I'm a little hungry, what should I eat in the morning? I looked for a long time and ate a sunset fruit.

It tastes really good... After eating the fruit, I started working.

It was a dull and repetitive life, and he was conscientiously completing the refining of potions. The herbs were decomposed over and over again, and different plants were found, and then arranged in different combinations. As he became more and more skilled in using them, the color of the potion became more and more beautiful.

"Here I come!" He came closer and looked at what he was doing. "Are these the raw materials?"

"Yes... morning is not right, it should be good morning, Sister Ping... Sorry, I'm a little sleepy." It was clearly a good dream, but I felt very sleepy, which was really strange.

"Maybe I slept too deeply and my body hasn't woken up yet. Can I read these books?"

He pointed to the notes and nodded, indicating his agreement.

I just opened it and read two pages before giving up. I read the next book. This book is obviously a novel. Why is the novel placed together with the notes? I don’t know, but it doesn’t matter. It’s good to read anyway!

"This is the 92nd bottle..." After finishing refining the potion again, he sat down to rest. After a while, he realized that he was looking at it too seriously.

I walked over and took a closer look. Are my notes really that well written?

Then I saw the other person reading a novel... I felt a little sad. It seemed that my book was only read one or two pages before being put back to its original place? !

Although I know that my book is unlikely to be as popular as my novel, it still hurts my self-esteem.

"Sister Ping, how is it? Does it look good?" He asked the other person with a smile, pretending not to notice that the other person was holding a novel.

“It’s very well written…” He laughed it off, trying to get over it, “Ah, it’s really good!”

"I'm glad that I can make you happy... I thought you wouldn't be able to read these books! After all, even I think they are too boring..."

"Yes, a little, but it's very good!" The two pages that were flipped through were incomprehensible, which showed that they were indeed very well written. Immortals are not omnipotent, and they all have their own areas of expertise. I originally wanted to show these things to Xianyun, but Xianyun couldn't understand them either.

Maybe it’s because Xianyun is also dull?

"Sister Ping, do you want to fight again today?" I'm addicted to fighting. It was so enjoyable to fight yesterday!

"This is not good. There is nothing wrong with the immortal's body, but mortals can. Although they can use immortal power to restore their bodies, it is not their own after all."

"Please, Sister Ping!" Pulling the other person's sleeve, she acted like a spoiled child. This was how she learned to act like a spoiled child from her own children! It must work. "How about this? The winner of our fight can take one thing from the loser, and of course the loser has to agree!"

"Hmm? An interesting bet... Come on, I'll make my body like a mortal's!"

The competition ended very quickly. The immortal, who had been using all his strength from the beginning, had a hard time resisting. This time he was fighting completely seriously!

But those who don't give up easily start to hone their consciousness, biting their lips, and feeling this special feeling, this feeling of not caring about life and death, which makes the body and mind happy like never before.