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

"Then do it. Next time I have to wrap myself up in cloth beforehand. Speaking of kittens, I remember there is a family in the city who is worried about adopting their kittens."

"Really?!" The other party nodded and then gave his name and address.

"That family still has two or three kittens that haven't been adopted. You can go and see that family doesn't like to keep too many cats, so leaving one kitten for the mother cat is enough."

"I'm going right now!"

"It's not even daybreak yet!"

"I have to get these flowers over first. OK...see you tomorrow, or later. Goodbye, Wendy." I was in a good mood, so I called the other person Wendy.

If you are in a bad mood, you will directly call the other person "God" or "Wind God". Both methods are very respectful, aren't they? But that means alienation.

The family’s door is filled with various flowers, and anyone passing by can take one.

"Dangdang, I think this one suits you very well!" She happily braided a small flower at the end of the child's hair, "It really looks even prettier this way!"

"Teacher..." The other person blushed, turned aside, and picked out a bunch of hydrangeas from a pile of flowers, "It's the same as your favorite hair accessory..."

"Thank you!"

Everyone in the family was given different flowers. Some people prefer to keep them in a vase, while others usually put them on the table and throw them into the trash can after they wither.

"I prepared some flowers. These two bouquets are for you..." The other person happily took the flowers in his hand and gently tapped the forehead of the gloomy man.

"Well, thank you."

"Thank you very much~ Yes, it's my favorite flower!"

"How have you been lately?" He asked if the other party had any problems with food, clothing, housing and transportation. Deshier's father was always quiet and seemed unwilling to talk to him, but his mother was very happy to say a lot.

"You have helped a lot. We have been living quite well recently. Because of the pension, our life is not so tight. The monthly funding from the family is still enough. No one bothers us in our residence. We can participate in any activities, but we are not very willing to do so."

Some activities generally only invite internal personnel, and the reason why the other party is invited is probably because of his current status...

After all, I just came here, and in order to justify myself, I talked about my own status. In fact...

"Well, as long as you guys are okay..."

"It's a nice day. The sun is very warm today. We are going to bask in the sun together later. Let's get ready first. See you next time!"

"Okay, then I'll come visit you next time..." Every time I'm in front of them, I always feel guilty. Their child died because of me. This feeling is very normal. It would be strange if you didn't feel guilty...

I picked out some of my most beautiful flowers and made them into a big white bouquet.

The morning mist dissipated early and the sun is shining brightly today.

I walked to the family cemetery, looked at the familiar tombstone, and slowly stroked the name engraved on the tombstone with my hand.

"Cecilia... I picked these flowers myself. They are different from those other bouquets. What I mean is that this bouquet... is my true love..." The bouquet was placed in front of the tombstone. No matter how beautiful the flowers are, they will decay and wither. What I want to keep are the flowers, but what I want to keep is not just the flowers.

All I want is for time and beauty to stay. I used to think that the passing of time didn’t matter, but after experiencing the death of a loved one, I feel that time should go slower.

A little slower, a little slower, slower, slower enough that I can calm down and look into your eyes, slower enough that I can kiss your face, slower enough that we can take a quiet walk together without saying anything.

I used to think that time was long, so there were many things I didn’t do, but I never thought that our time is so short, our time is too short, our time is not long…

Flowers are not the only things that wither.

"I should go now. It's not good to stay here for too long. I'm telling you, I saw a very talented child. If we have a child, it should be a little younger than this child, but not much younger..."

"I was thinking, what if... Never mind, there aren't that many what ifs. I hope you can be happy in your next life. This is my prayer. We didn't even say goodbye properly..."

"Actually, I kissed you secretly... After you left me, I secretly touched your lips. They were cold, without any body temperature. Very cold lips. I don't like them very much. I prefer warm lips."

"I don't mean to kiss anyone else! I just think that if we could have known each other earlier, if I could have confessed my feelings earlier, if I had chosen to kiss your lips instead of your forehead..."

There are so many ifs in the world, so many buts, so much sorrow, so many, so many...

There are so many that I can’t breathe. Those lives are also lives, and the not-so-good lives are also lives…

really miss you……

I still have to deal with my things. I can't stay in front of the tombstone for too long...

I still have a lot of things to do, and a lot of things that have not been completed. The other person is a very good person...

The child’s tombstone is not here. The child bought one for himself so that the other party doesn’t have to live in the cemetery.

Private tombstones are slightly larger and more spacious.

That little person just stayed there quietly...

Burned to ashes, I prepared flowers myself, which were the other person's favorite windmill chrysanthemums, the kind that would blow when the wind came...

The beautiful flowers were sent to the cold tombstone. Flowers will wither, and so will life...

Slow down, slow down even more, let the flowers wither more slowly, let life wither more slowly...

I wrote the words on the other person's tombstone very carefully!

"In the next life, maybe you will be older than me, and I will be your sister... At that time, you are not allowed to think that I am troublesome, you are not allowed to think that I am naughty, you are not allowed to think that I am clumsy..."

"Don't dislike me..."

When we first met, the other person pulled my clothes, and when we met for the last time, he stopped shouting.

"I am a person who can't do anything well... But I am grateful that you are my family in this life. I love you..."