The Homeless Man of Teyvat

"So, you are the real Fengshen?"

Paimeng looked at Chen Tianfeng, then at Wendy, scratched his hair, and whispered: "Why does it feel so different from what I imagined?"

Yingshen nodded sympathetically. After watching the scene just now, the original image of the God of Wind in her heart had completely collapsed, and then reorganized into an unreliable image that could only say "Hey~".

"Oh, don't say that."

Wendy patted Chen Tianfeng's arm and said proudly: "Although I am unreliable, my best friend, Xiao Tianfeng, is very reliable!"

Xiao Tianfeng... pursed his lips, glanced at Chen Tianfeng, whose expression was slightly stiff, and suppressed a smile.

I didn't expect Chen Tianfeng to have such a... well, cute name?

Also, his relationship with Fengshen is so good.

Her eyelids drooped slightly, her eyelashes flickered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Why are you waiting for me at Xingluo Lake all of a sudden?" Chen Tianfeng tried his best to bring the topic back on track. He glanced at the dishes on the table and raised his eyebrows slightly: "These are not cheap... I knew you were still hiding Maura."

"How is that possible?" Wendy denied immediately, then smiled sheepishly and said frankly: "Actually, I haven't paid yet, so I'm just waiting for you to come, Xiao Tianfeng."

"..."

Chen Tianfeng's expression was stagnant, and he pointed at Wendy, his lips twitched twice, then he put down his hand again, sighing, feeling quite tired: "I just said why the waiter was so happy to see me, it turned out to be because he was worried about you eating the Overlord meal. ?"

"Overlord meal? What is that?"

"It's just that you don't have to pay for food."

"Is there such a good thing?!"

"That's enough for you!"

Chen Tianfeng glared at him and brought the topic back: "So why are you here?"

"Two things."

Wendy coughed lightly, turned her palm, and a letter that looked like it had just been sealed appeared. He stopped smiling, held it in both hands and handed it to her. Facing her slightly confused gaze, he said, "I was asked to send you a letter."

"My letter?"

Ying was stunned for a moment, took the letter, flipped through it, but didn't see the signature or message. She raised her eyes to look at Wendy, and when she saw him nodding, she opened the envelope half confused and half confused.

There were only two thin pieces of letter paper inside. The fonts were elegant and familiar, and they were not written in Teyvat continent.

It's my brother!

Ying instantly recognized whose handwriting it was, her eyes were slightly focused and her expression was slightly nervous.

Why did my brother ask the God of Wind to deliver the message? Could it be that he encountered some kind of predicament and danger and couldn't escape for a while, so he could only send a message to ask for help?

I held my breath while holding the letter tightly, and read without daring to miss a word.

In the first two or three lines, the brother said that he was not in danger, but was busy with work and could not spare time, so he told her not to worry and just go on her trip with peace of mind.

Ying pursed her lips, feeling that her brother was really stupid. How could she not be worried?

And he even used the excuse of "busy business"... Ying sighed and continued reading.

Sora did not explain what he was busy with, but emphatically and doubtfully stated that everything was fine. He hoped that Ying could travel to the Seven Kingdoms and complete her journey, and that he would wait for her at the end of the journey.

Then at the end of the letter, he tried to use understatement to remind Ying to keep a good distance from Chen Tianfeng, saying that he could be trusted, but not too close.

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I'm afraid that what my brother wanted to remind her the most with this letter was the last sentence, right?

Ying's mood was complicated, but since her brother was still in the mood to pay attention and remind her, it meant that he was indeed not in any danger at the moment.

Have you completed your own journey... His eyes lowered slightly and he read the letter from the beginning again.

It’s not that there is any hidden information in it, it’s just that I can’t help but want to read it again. Looking at these familiar handwriting, it was as if her brother was beside her, speaking softly about her current situation, and comforting her that she didn't need to worry about him.

This is what is said when seeing words is like meeting each other.

Paimon poked his head, took a sneak glance, and then looked back full of doubts.

——I can’t understand what’s written in the letter at all.

The little mascot scratched her hair. Although she couldn't understand, she clearly felt Ying's mood, so she stayed by Ying's side silently and didn't speak. Sad for her sadness, happy for her happiness.

Wendy and Chen Tianfeng had already stood up together when Ying opened the envelope, came to the window, looked at the scenery of Xingluo Lake, leaving space to Ying.

"How stingy..."

Wendy looked in the direction of Mondstadt and whispered.

"Huh? Who?"

Chen Tianfeng was confused.

"That Prince of the Abyss."

Wendy lowered her voice - although he used other methods to ensure that Ying would not hear - and said dissatisfied: "He asked me, the god of wind, to deliver the message! He didn't give him any reward at all. How stingy."

Chen Tianfeng thought for a while and said, "Let me ask first, what is the reward you want?"

"Ahem, it's just a trivial matter." Wendy coughed lightly and said with a guilty conscience: "I want him to help deal with the fools who came to Mondstadt to 'visit', so that I can free up time to concentrate on solving Tvarin's matter."

"..."

Chen Tianfeng was silent for a few seconds, looking at Wendy as if she was looking at something extraordinary: "Just sending a letter, you want to make people and fools fight together. Isn't it too beautiful?"

"This is his sister who has been separated for five hundred years! And I am still a god after all. Even if the price is a bit high, it is normal, right?" Wendy said unreasonably: "But he didn't give anything. How stingy!”

"After all, he is a god..."

The corners of Chen Tianfeng's eyes twitched. He didn't know whether he should say that Wendy was self-aware, or that he could act so badly. In short, he felt very complicated: "If you don't talk about this, what happened to the dragon disaster in Mondstadt?"

Since Sora asked Wendy to deliver the message, he obviously gave up his plan to attack Tvarin. In this case, why did the dragon disaster still break out in Mondstadt?

"That's the second thing I came here for."

Wendy looked at Chen Tianfeng and muttered in her heart, 'I am doing this all for you.' Then her face changed and she became extremely serious: "Xiao Tianfeng, we are in big trouble."

"How to say?"

Chen Tianfeng frowned slightly, thinking about what problems could arise in Mondstadt, especially the problems that would make Wendy feel troublesome - oh, the latter can be ignored. A cat suddenly jumped into the tavern, which was all for Wendy. Big trouble.

This should be a difficult question for Barbatos, the god of wind.

"Well, it's a long story, so I'll keep it short."

Wendy sighed, with a look of disappointment on her face: "Xiao Tianfeng, I messed up...Twalin, Twalin won't listen to me."

"...were you discovered that you stole Tevarin's private money to drink?" Chen Tianfeng speculated reasonably.

"Nonsense! I have always taken it openly! Oh, no, now is not the time to talk about this."

Wendy reached out and grabbed Chen Tianfeng's arm, with a look of fear, guilt and uneasiness: "Xiao Tianfeng, Tevarin... Tevarin... what should I do?"

Chen Tianfeng's first reaction was that Wendy was acting again, but he really saw sadness in his jewel-like eyes and couldn't help but fall silent.

Although the chance is very small, what if, what if it is true?

What if Wendy didn't act this time and didn't plan to arrange for him, but really encountered difficulties and needed help... She would probably be the first friend he thought of.

"well…"

Chen Tianfeng sighed.

Forget it, just make arrangements, just act, he is used to it anyway, isn't he?

He patted Wendy's palm gently and said in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, I will help you."