Star Rail Simulation, but surrounded by characters

[March 7: So that’s it...]

[March 7: I asked why Fu Xuan was so calm when he mentioned his master before. It turned out that it was because it was too uncomfortable to face, so I temporarily avoided my feelings for the master. ?]

[Yin Lang: Then, was it because of the lack of reaction that I had a good relationship with the master before? 】

[Black Swan: Well, probably yes. 】

[Black Swan: It should be that Fu Xuan deliberately avoided and diluted this memory. 】

[Black Swan: Because if you realize how deep your relationship with your master is, then you have to face the sadness of losing your master. 】

[Himeko: Xianzhou people live longer, but after losing an important person, they also need to face grief for a longer period of time. 】

[Himeko: Even Fu Xuan can only choose to freeze time and escape memories. 】

[Himeko: (sigh) I really don’t know if this is a blessing or a curse...]

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[Time: now]

[Thirty years after Su Qing’s death]

Fu Xuan's narration came to an end: "After the Emperor's Bow was traced, the Fengrao Alliance was defeated, but Fanghu Xianzhou and one-fifth of the cave were destroyed by the light arrow bombardment."

"After this battle, Fang Hu Xianzhou cultivated his health and recuperated, temporarily cutting off contact with the outside world."

"And the story between me and Master...is over here."

Qingque hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Then you didn't go back to Jade Palace before this business trip?"

Fu Xuan nodded and said: "Of course I went back. I attended Master's funeral, met my parents, and then returned to Luofu."

Just such a short sentence.

Qingque felt a little strange, so she couldn't help it and asked again: "Weren't you sad at that time?"

Fu Xuan thought for a while and replied: "I have great respect for Master. Of course I will be sad when he passes away."

"but."

Fu Xuan first lowered his head and looked at the fan in his hand: "Master and I have the same relationship, so maybe it's not that sad."

Fu Xuan looked up at the Kongming Lantern rising in the night sky, his voice was calm, and he didn't know what emotion it contained:

"Qingque, you also know that Immortals have a weak sense of time, and sometimes their emotions will become weaker. Maybe I... am just like this, a cold-blooded person."

Qingque opened his mouth.

The keen little tuanque noticed something was wrong.

Master Taibu's tone is very calm now, just like the way he was on the spaceship when he just left Luofu for a business trip to Jade Palace.

[Silver Wolf: What's going on? It seems like it's going back? 】

[Bronya: Maybe Fu Xuan’s emotions have reached their upper limit? Instinctively retreated again? 】

[Silver Wolf: Therefore, we can never reach the sad reality! Is that what you mean? 】

[Kafka:...]

[Kafka: No, I can see that after telling the past again, Fu Xuan is actually in a very different state from when he first came to Jade Palace. 】

[Kafka: Just as fate cannot be escaped, sadness cannot always be suppressed...]

Qingque finally asked: "When you talked about Lantern Festival and Chinese Valentine's Day, didn't you admit that you have a good relationship with Master?"

Fu Xuan looked at the Kongming Lantern: "Maybe I was immersed in memories at that time and exaggerated."

"Is that so?" Qingque was a little confused.

However, after all, this is the story of Taibu-sama and her own master.

When Fu Xuan said this, Qing Que could only believe it for now.

[Star: Classics have deceived Qingque, deceived themselves, and deceived God! 】

"alright."

Fu Xuan stared at the light for a long time and finally came to his senses.

She stood up and her tone became more relaxed: "This business trip will be over soon. The work was done well, and I also recalled some of the past, which can be considered a fruitful harvest."

Just like that, after the night of Chinese Valentine's Day.

Finish the last remaining bit of work.

Say goodbye to parents, relatives and friends.

I visited two more places, the ones Qingque was more interested in.

This journey is coming to an end. Fu Xuan and Qing Que's business trip to Yuque has ended successfully and they are ready to go back.

[Xing: Good guy, this has directly entered the dumpling-making process, right? ? 】

Yuque Taibusi.

The day before leaving, Fu Xuan and Qing Que came here again to say goodbye to their colleagues in Yuque and to put the final touches on this business trip.

After the business was done, the two planned to leave.

The current Yuque Taibu mentioned that Su Taibu left some old things, and Fu Xuan, as a disciple, could help sort them out if he was willing.

Due to Su Qing's contribution, the Yuque Taibu Si retained the place where he worked as a commemoration and did not move it again.

The new Taibu is in another place, and another office location was chosen.

Faced with the suggestion of the current Yuque Taibu, Fu Xuan agreed after thinking about it.

The master's divination realm was profound, and he may have left some manuscripts that can inspire future generations.

So Fu Xuan and Qing Que came to the former Taibu Pavilion.

Walking into the house, Qingque looked around curiously.

Fu Xuan looked at everything familiar, and a feeling of nostalgia came to his heart.

Xianzhou: 44. Star: Qingque, you specialize in breaking defense talismans, right? ?

Fu Xuan pushed the door open and went in, followed by Qing Que.

Although no one has set foot in it for a long time, Taibu Pavilion is equipped with formations, so there is not much dust left.

Qingque looked around curiously. To her, this was equivalent to arriving at a place in the story.

Oh! That desk is the office area of ​​Master Taibu's master!

So Master Taibu sat here and read with Master?

And there is a delicate tea set on the table next to it.

Master Taibu used this tea set to drink tea with Master, right?

Qingque looked inside the room, and bit by bit, it matched up with Fu Xuan's story, and the story became a reality.

[Xing: I understand, Qingque is touring the holy land! ]

[Silver Wolf: 6. ]

[Silver Wolf: Don't say it, don't say it! ]

[Qingque: Huh? What does this mean? I don't understand it...]

[March Seven: Haha, @Xing, it seems that you and your stepmother have a lot in common. ]

[Xing: Of course, we are both Internet surfers. ?]

[Kafka: (pretending to sigh) Alas, Xing and stepmother are closer, which makes me a little sad. 】

【Silver Wolf: My identity as Xing's stepmother has become a consensus among you now, right? ! ?】

Qingque has this reaction.

Fu Xuan even feels as if he has been away for a lifetime, a sense of nostalgia.

After more than a hundred years, he returned to the place where he studied.

Fu Xuan walked into the house, and as he walked forward, his hand gently stroked the wall, bookshelf, tea set...

Memories slowly emerged.

Everything was just the same as before.

Fu Xuan had only been here for five years, but he was very familiar with every item here.

After all, as a disciple, she was also responsible for cleaning and organizing at that time. Every item also has her memories with her master.

Fu Xuan came to the desk.

She stood a little distance away from the desk, stopped, and did not get closer.

This is a kind of feeling similar to being afraid of being close to home.

Seeing Fu Xuan standing there without moving, Qingque did not dare to move things in the room.

After a while, Qingque finished her "pilgrimage to the holy land" and asked, "Master Taibu, can we start to organize it?"

[March Seven: I feel that Qingque is now like Fu Xuan's secretary. ?]

[Qingque: Don't use such a cute expression to say such terrible words! ! ?]

[March Seven: Huh? Is this terrible? ]

[Xing: Yes, it's terrible. It's really terrible for Qingque. ?]

[Qingque: No, become the secretary of Master Taibu, at least... at least let me slack off for another 800 years! ?]

[Xi'er: You will have retired by then! ? ? ]

[Qingque: This is exactly what I want! ]

Fu Xuan came back to his senses.

"Oh, right."

After thinking for a while, she said, "Qingque, let me tidy up the table first. Please help me move the books on the bookshelf to the table. I will sort them out and see if there is anything that needs to be left."

"Okay!"

Qingque asked, "Then is there anything I can't see? After all, this is the office of the former Yuque Grand Diviner."

Fu Xuan shook his head, "Probably not. The important official documents must have been sorted out by Master at that time. The rest here should be Master's own collection, some manuscripts and books."

Qingque nodded and walked towards the bookshelf.

Fu Xuan went to tidy up the desk first.

The things on the desk were very simple.

The four treasures of the study, a stack of manuscripts under the paperweight, and a few books that Su Qing might be reading at the time.

Fu Xuan took out the manuscript, which was written in Master's familiar handwriting.

She carefully checked it and confirmed that it involved divination and was very valuable, so she carefully put it away.

"Hey!"

Qingque moved a stack of books to the table: "Master Taibu, this is the book in the middle of the bookshelf, it's very conspicuous."

"And, this seems to be the Yuque divination journal you mentioned in your previous story?"

Qingque opened a book and took a look. After just a quick glance at the series of calculation symbols inside, she immediately moved her arm away.

Qingque wailed in pain: "Ahhh! It's obscure divination knowledge, don't come over here!!"

Fu Xuan looked at her in silence: "Qingque, stop fooling around. Now there is something important to do."

[Gui Naifen: Le, @Qingque, the tone of Fu Xuan when he called you is really basically two kinds! ]

[Qingque: (putting his hands on his hips) Of course, my years of experience, how can it be wrong! ]

[Bronya: Hahaha, you are still proud, right! ]

"Okay, Master Taibu!"