Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

This is a Chinese pavilion located in an underground cave.

It is said that it is a Chinese mansion, but the walls have long since collapsed into large piles of stones, and the decayed wooden corridors are covered with cobwebs, barely resembling the original scale.

The center of the courtyard where they were located was relatively intact. Under a large twisted maple tree, scattered night stone lanterns barely illuminated a small pond.

After regaining his composure, Nanke and the boy sat opposite each other.

"Do you still remember your name?" the boy asked.

"...Nanke."

"Where are your relatives?"

Nanke shook his head.

"What's your hometown like?"

"..."

The young man's voice was gentle, and when he asked the next question, Nanke could only keep shaking his head.

She pressed her painful temples and looked into the boy's eyes: "Can you give me some tips? Anything will do, just in case there's someone I'm familiar with..."

The young man's face is exceptionally beautiful, with snow-green eyes and short hair like a hibiscus flower, like a light purple magnolia that blooms out of season in the dark underground.

"I know very little about the outside world," the young man pursed his lips and said, "This world is called Teyvat. The country we are in is the Rice Wife Country sitting on the archipelago. Its leader is the mistress of Thunder and Lightning, Baal. Zeb.”

The young man paused subtly here, and then asked, "Did you remember anything?"

Nanke still shook his head.

The young man sighed softly.

Nanke didn't know how to describe his feelings.

Whether it was the boy in front of her or the world in the boy's mouth, she felt distant and unfamiliar.

It seems that I have nothing to do with this world.

Nanke took a deep breath, put away all the uneasiness that was like rootless duckweed, hugged his knees, and tilted his head to look at the young man: "What about you, what's your name?"

"I don't have a name." The young man lowered his eyes and covered his heart.

"Huh?" Nanke was stunned.

You're so old and you don't have a name?

But then again.

Staying alone in this dark place, I'm afraid...

Nanke noticed something hidden, so he stopped thinking about it, got closer to the boy, and boldly touched his hair.

From top to bottom, patiently back and forth.

"I think I should have a younger brother or younger sister," Nanke curled her lips and said to him when she saw the young man raising his eyes in surprise, "so I don't seem to have any resistance at all to gentle, kind, and lovable children. "

"I... am not such a person." The young man lowered his head to deny, but did not avoid Nanke's hand.

Nanke smiled and touched his head more smoothly.

It's like petting a cute little kitten.

The doll didn't understand why his eyes gradually became moist and hot under the touch.

Obviously, these eyes have made up their minds and will never make the same mistakes again.

The strong, indescribable emotion in my chest felt as if a large thorny area had been washed away by a sudden flood, leaving only a pitted and barren land.

"Actually," he heard himself make a hollow voice, "I am a test doll, not a human being."

"Doll?"

"You can see the joints in my neck."

Nanke glanced at the young man's fair neck, thinking that of course she could see such a clear ball joint.

Rather, she had noticed and been curious about it for a long time, but she just didn't have the nerve to ask.

The young man's murmur was almost breathy: "I failed to meet the creator's expectations, so I was abandoned here."

In the dark, a trace of painful pain pinched the tip of Nanke's heart.

Was she also abandoned here because she didn't meet someone's expectations?

Nanke raised the corner of his lips and rubbed the boy hard: "No, you are a lovely and beautiful kid, I promise."

The doll has very little experience in contact with people, so she choked up and didn't know how to respond to her.

He remained silent, listening to Nanke's shallow breathing and her imperceptible heartbeat.

That is a precious thing that you cannot have.

After a long time, he said: "Then you can give me a heart..."

The doll suddenly stopped and held the girl's falling head in time.

I don't know when, they became clinging to each other.

Nanke's brows were furrowed while she was sleeping, which was very different from the gentleness she showed when she was awake. She looked tired and melancholy.

The puppet raised its arms stiffly and was at a loss: "Nanke..."

As the sky grows late, the light from the dome disappears, and the night mooring stones glow with cold light, creating a few clouds of light blue mist floating in the cool air.

The mist suddenly rippled.

Sensing the familiar power fluctuation, the doll immediately raised its head and looked up.

A figure staggered out from behind the ripples.

"Ahem!" The skirmisher held onto the maple tree beside him to prevent him from falling down in embarrassment.

The remaining divine power in the body weakened, and the forced interference with the World Tree caused the backlash to become stronger.

I'm afraid all the organs were minced...

However, as soon as he sensed someone on the opposite side, the skirmisher immediately raised his head and forced his limbs to resume functioning.

"What, you thought Balzeb had come to pick you up?" The expression of the puppet's failed hope was clearly reflected in Skirmisher's eyes. He showed a painful sneer, condensed the remaining strength into his fingers, and pinched the puppet's neck. Joint, "It doesn't matter. From now on, these unrealistic wishes and future sins will all..."

"Please keep your voice down." The puppet was forced to raise its head, but there was no fear.

"Huh?" The soldier was unhappy, "Are you ordering me?"

"She is sleeping soundly." The doll raised its sleeves, revealing a beautiful sleeping face underneath, and carefully covered the person's eyes. "If you are here to destroy me, could you please send her to me?" go out?"

The tone, expression and mood of the doll are exactly the same. How similar is the face of the person to me? He automatically understood that he was the messenger sent by Barzebul to end him.

The puppet has long expected this day to come.

Rather, he was already waiting for the day when he would run out of fuel and die alone.

The skirmisher noticed the girl sleeping on his lap, and the strength he finally gathered in his fingers relaxed in shock.

He didn't remember anyone other than Gui Mu coming to the Jingzhi Pavilion!

"Is that okay?" the puppet asked.

His eyes, which have not been stained by the mundane world, are extremely clear, staring at the scattered soldiers.

The skirmisher let go of his hand: "What if I say I refuse?"

"I..." the doll pinched his fingers and said seriously, "I will try my best to resist."

Have you ever been such a disgusting person before?

The skirmisher let out a loud "tsk".

No one knows better than him how much he can struggle.

He hasn't met his old friend yet, and he doesn't want to waste his time here.

"Hmph, I promise you." Ten thousand soldiers were reluctant.

The puppet raised a soft smile: "Thank you."