Early the next morning, when the sun should have been shining brightly, Qianxia opened her eyes and saw thunderstorms outside the window.

The weather is not good for Tasha, so it always rains.

Things get damp easily, and people's moods become depressed, but Chinatsu is no longer human. Feeling the rainy day without the sun, she just feels comfortable all over.

"Good morning, Chinatsu." After a while, Qinqi came out of the room on the other side. Chinatsu looked over and realized that he was fully dressed and seemed to be about to go out.

She replied: "Good morning."

She originally wanted to call him Qingqi Zhe, but suddenly realized that this was not his name, but just how people called him, so her throat moved slightly, the words rolled on the tip of her tongue, and then she swallowed them back.

The curious person didn't seem to notice this detail. He put on a backpack on his back and picked up a paper umbrella. He opened the umbrella and described the meandering young man stepping into the rain curtain, accompanied by bursts of thunder. Walk towards the village.

Chinatsu looked at his leaving figure and suddenly thought of one thing: Do dolls also need to sleep?

Like those humans?

Don't understand, don't understand, can't figure it out.

Although I have understood a lot of things through the "General History of Teyvat" given by Niwa, what is unclear is unclear.

Qingqi said that he was a doll and an alien, and he could not find another one among the crowd.

So besides himself, no one else knows whether he needs to eat or sleep, right?

Turning around and entering the house, Chinatsu opened the "General History of Teyvat" that she had not finished yet, planning to read the remaining bits in the next few days.

Looking at the rain outside the door, she felt rare peace of mind.

This world is so wonderful, isn't it?

Although the productivity level is obviously lagging behind, it is also much more comfortable.

It's good to not have to live a life of running around running for your life, even if you are regarded as an alien.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door.

Chinatsu asked: "Who is it?"

A familiar boy's voice sounded: "Qianxia, ​​it's me."

Chinatsu walked to the door and opened it for him.

The door opened.

The sound of rain outside became clearer and clearer, and the tail of Qingqi's hair was dripping with water, making it a little wet. His feet were also stained with rain-wet mud, and the tan marks stayed on the white fabric, which was particularly conspicuous.

Qianxia was stunned and quickly stepped aside to invite him in to rest.

She asked: "Why are you so embarrassed? Aren't you going to the village?"

Didn't he take shelter from the rain?

Qingqi Zhe pursed his lips and smiled a little sheepishly: "I went to the village and then to the mountains."

He took out the things in his backpack and handed them to her, his eyes shining brightly.

"Here you go," he said. "These are the clothes prepared for you by the women in the village."

The Qingqi said: "Niyu told me that the women in the village knew what happened to you and wanted to give you some gifts, but they were afraid of disturbing your recovery, so they asked me to get them."

Chinatsu looked at the clothes in her hands.

The clothes are not very luxurious, but it is enough to show the care of the owner behind it. Every stitch is fine, and the sewing is very good.

It was clearly a gesture of kindness from someone he had never met.

She thought: Qin Qi is right.

The people in this village are very nice.

A warm feeling emerged from the bottom of my heart.

"Thank you." Qianxia said, "If you have the opportunity, you must thank them properly."

The curious person said: "You're welcome."

After a while, he stopped talking several times, and finally plucked up the courage and said, "I also have a gift for Qianxia."

He touched it from his wide Yuori sleeve and took out a beautiful red leaf. He handed it to her and said with a little joy in his voice: "This is a maple leaf."

——He went up the mountain, carefully selected for a long time, and finally found a red and beautiful piece.

So the maple leaf was put into his sleeve, and the admirer carefully paid attention to the movements of his hands to avoid crushing the maple leaf.

He handed this beautiful leaf to her eyes.

"It's for you," he said.

Chinatsu has never seen maple leaves.

For the naive admirer, this is a pity.

So he chose to go up the mountain to find the maple leaves that had been knocked down by the rain. I finally found it. The leaves were wet, but they had a different kind of beauty.

"Now, do you know what a maple leaf is?" Qingqi said seriously, "Everything I said yesterday is true, and I didn't lie to you at all."

"Your eyes are really beautiful, like the red of maple leaves."

Not surprising at all.

Chinatsu took the maple leaf.

In this rainy Tatarsand, in front of the admirer who was dressed in light purple feathers and looked beautiful but extremely simple, she finally asked the question buried in her heart——

"Why are you so nice to me?"

She didn't know, she couldn't understand.

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