The Homeless Man of Teyvat

Ying stood there for a long time, alone, looking somewhat weak and pitiful.

Until the falling cherry blossoms fell all over her shoulders, until the pink petals covered her sadness, she moved, walked to the mask step by step, gently and carefully picked it up, and slid her fingertips across the corners of the eyes of the white fox mask, as if she wanted to personally wipe the tears of her departed friend.

"I will remember you, always, and never forget."

Ying repeated her vow in a low voice, not noticing that the cherry crystal on the ground trembled slightly, as if someone who was both embarrassed and moved moved his toes uncomfortably in the dark.

Ying put away the mask with great care, turned around, and the red cherry blossom petals on her shoulders and hair fell together. She looked at Chen Tianfeng who had come to her side at some point, exhaled lightly, nodded and said, "Let's go."

"Let's go now?"

Chen Tianfeng raised his eyebrows slightly and pointed to the cherry-colored crystal on the ground: "Aren't you taking her with you?"

"No."

Ying shook her head, glanced at the cherry-colored crystal, pursed her lips and said, "These are her remains. If she were still alive, she would also hope to rest in peace under the sacred cherry tree."

"That makes sense... Then do you want to bury the crystal and erect a monument?"

Chen Tianfeng nodded and volunteered, "Leave it to me. I have a lot of experience."

Including the one in the Holy Spirit World, he has personally experienced three funerals, and he is familiar with the process of each. Whether it is a funeral for humans, immortals or gods, he has the confidence to handle it perfectly.

"No need. She has been underground for so long, she won't be willing to go back underground."

Ying shook his head again, looked at the sunlight that passed through the hole and fell on the tree roots, and said: "Let her stay on the ground, in the sunlight."

"Listen to you."

Chen Tianfeng glanced at the cherry-colored crystal that was pretending to be dead, thought about it, waved his hand, took out three chairs from the Eye of God, and arranged them in a "品" shape, one of which was just covered by the sunlight.

Chen Tianfeng picked up the cherry-colored crystal, put it on the chair full of sunlight, sat on another one, and then motioned her to sit down with a puzzled look: "Sit down, don't be polite, I just happen to have a few questions that I am curious about, and there is still enough time, why don't we chat?"

"What to talk about?"

Ying frowned, looked at Chen Tianfeng, then looked at the cherry-colored crystal, hesitated to sit down, and had some vague guesses in his heart, but he couldn't see clearly.

"Let's talk about Hanasari."

"Hanaasari...?"

"Well, what do you think of her?"

"..."

How do you think of Hanasari? What is the problem?

Ying looked at Chen Tianfeng, her brows furrowed more and more. Her warrior's intuition told her that she had overlooked something. But apart from fighting and swordsmanship, almost 70% of her brain could not figure out what she had overlooked.

In short, something was wrong, very wrong, there must be something wrong.

"Answer quickly, just chat casually, don't think too deeply, just answer according to your feelings."

Chen Tianfeng urged, with a smile on his lips.

"Hana Sanri... is a very good friend."

Ying pondered, not knowing whether it was an illusion, she always felt that Chen Tianfeng at this moment was inexplicably similar to a certain earthly ruler - neither of them looked like a serious person.

"My friend, that's a very conventional answer." Chen Tianfeng nodded, and then changed the subject: "What do you think of her birth?"

"Birth?"

"Yes, it was the dark disaster that swallowed up the Kitsai Palace and flowed into the earth, and Hanasari was born in a daze and inherited Kitsai Palace's memory." Chen Tianfeng crossed his hands, glanced at the cherry-colored crystal without leaving a trace, and looked into Ying's eyes: "What do you think of this? How do you think of the relationship between Hanasari and Kitsai Palace?"

"Tianfeng, what do you want to ask?"

"Just answer me, don't worry, it's not a bad thing."

"..."

Ying was silent for a few seconds, thinking seriously, and slowly spoke, every sentence was thoughtful and sincere: "She... and Kitsai Palace are two individuals, even if she inherited Kitsai Palace's memory. At the beginning, I did want to regard her as Kitsai Palace, or Kitsai Palace's reincarnation, but this is wrong."

"Although compared to Kitsai Palace, Hanasari's life is as short as the morning Lu, but she is a real and independent individual. She has a name, emotions, and her own persistence. "

"So, I will not regard her as a substitute for the fox palace just because she has the memory of the fox palace. This approach is very unfair to the fox palace and Hanasari, and it is also a blasphemy against friendship. Compared with a substitute, I think she is the successor of the fox palace's will and an existence with the same noble soul. "

Ying looked at the crystal clear cherry crystal in the sun, with soft eyes: "To me, Hanasari is Hanasari, my friend, even if we are together for a short time, it can't affect this friendship. "

"Well said. "

Chen Tianfeng applauded and smiled: "Then the last question. Ying, do you know how many times a person will experience death? "

"......?"

Ying stared at him in a daze, looking at his smile, his eyes widened little by little, and finally realized what he had overlooked.

Chen Tianfeng never felt sad about Hanasari's departure from the beginning to the end! There was even a subtle smile in his eyes! And Chen Tianfeng is definitely not the kind of cold-hearted god who builds his own anecdotes on the suffering of others!

So... so...

Ying suddenly turned his eyes and looked at the cherry-colored crystal nervously and expectantly.

"You've been listening for so long, and you don't have anything to say?"

Chen Tianfeng coughed lightly and looked at the cherry-colored crystal as well, raising his eyebrows and smiling: "I have recorded all those last words you said. You don't want them to spread throughout Teyvat, right, Hua Sanli?"

The cherry-colored crystal slowly floated up, and fine cracks appeared on the surface, making a "ka-ka~" sound. Finally, it exploded at a certain moment, turning into dots of fluorescent light and dissipating.

At the same time, Hua Sanli, who was wearing a red and white witch costume, quietly appeared on the seat. She looked at Chen Tianfeng with an awkward, resentful and embarrassed look. She was so wonderful for a moment: "Master Tianfeng, how could you... "

How can you secretly take photos and record them?

This is not at all in line with the identity of a terrifying disaster!

Chen Tianfeng grinned, not feeling ashamed at all: "Those family lines in Goutian Village still exist, but life is a bit tight. You can go and see for yourself."

Hua Sanli: "..."

Hua Sanli was a little nervous and uneasy, and her eyes were a little dodgey for a moment.

"Wubaizang made some mistakes and was sealed in a stone statue. However, there are many little demon raccoons accompanying it, so it is not lonely. But I still recommend that you go and take a look for yourself."

Hua Sanli moved her toes, as if she wanted to dig out the soles of her shoes and dig out a place on the ground.

"Also, I will remember you, or witness you. So you don't have to worry about wanting to die or being afraid of dying but having to die."

"Woo..."

Hua Sanli finally couldn't hold it any longer and let out a sob: "Stop talking, stop talking, please, don't..."