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

I don’t remember how I got back to the skirmishers.

Nanke pushed the door open and saw the unconscious stranger lying on the ground. He took a step back and his lips became paler.

"It's just a rat that broke in by mistake. I've already knocked him unconscious." The skirmisher sat next to him with one leg bent, his arm loosely draped on his knee, and asked, "Didn't Da Ta Tao Chang Zheng get it?"

Nanke shook his head, tried to cheer up, and then said: "I was taken away by Lord Yuyu."

"Oh, it's really not that easy." The skirmisher raised his head slightly and stared at the moonlight leaking between the broken tiles on the roof, "We must succeed tomorrow."

It was a tone of firm determination and all-or-nothing.

But at this moment, he was so calm that it was eerie.

If you want to ask why——

Why do the skirmishers look like they don’t know that Gui Mu has committed suicide?

Nanke took a deep breath, stepped over the man who fell on the ground, and blocked his eyes: "The country collapsed."

The moonlight-drenched purple eyes emitted a transparent and mysterious light, and the emotion was weak, falling into her eyes.

"Did you know that Gui Mu would run away tonight?" she asked.

"Did you follow?" The skirmisher raised his brows slightly, but said in a nonchalant tone, "I originally planned to cut off the beard before Chang Zheng got the knife back, but with that fox around, failure is expected."

"...Failure is not so easy." Nanke clenched his fingers and cried a little uncontrollably.

She lowered her eyes.

The skirmisher looked up.

"If I had known this, I should have warned you not to go," he said with disgust on his face, "If you want to cry, go out and cry, not in front of me."

Nanke endured it and asked, "Are you really sure Guimu will be beheaded tomorrow?"

"Of course," the skirmisher said without any doubt that he was there. "He hijacked witnesses and attacked Yae Shenzi in front of everyone. It was because the chaos reached this point that Nagamasa had no choice but to allow him to take the blame for himself."

"What happens next?" Nanke asked.

"later?"

"What happened after Katsuragi attacked the Son of God."

"Didn't you follow?" The skirmisher was confused and had an expression on his face that he didn't want to mention.

At Nanke's silent insistence, he paused and said: "She was knocked unconscious by the Yae Shenzi's thunder. It is impossible for humans to defeat the monster. Gui Mu chose to attack her, and it was probably to make Chang Zheng make up his mind... "

Perhaps because the action was imminent, it was rare for the skirmishers to speak candidly.

Nanke's mind went crazy.

Draw thunder?

Killing Sakura.

She thought Yae Shenzi was going to kill Katsuragi, so she tried her best to twist the killing Sakura...

Oops.

Breathing... out of control...

A strong panic that he had never experienced before surged up. Nanke's knees softened, and he clutched his chest tightly and knelt down.

The skirmisher gave her a quick hand.

"what happened to you?"

His voice was mixed with the long, harsh breathing like wind blowing through a broken wooden box and the uncontrollable and noisy heartbeat.

Nanke grabbed his hand, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw floating on the water: "Master Yuyu's hand was cut off..."

The skirmisher's eyes suddenly opened wide.

See, he didn't know.

Said a voice in my heart.

"Whose hand?!" the skirmisher asked in a voice.

Nanke wanted to answer him, but his throat was so choked that he couldn't make a sound at all.

The life-saving straw she wanted to grab turned out to be a razor blade.

The spasm of the trachea brought about the illusion of suffocation and pain. She lowered her head and used her fingers so hard that she wanted to dig out her aching heart.

is her……

Why do you have to be smart and try things beyond your capabilities...

it's all her...

Gui Mu would not have died...

Lord Yuyu’s hand will not be cut off either...

What to do? what to do? What else can be done?

She was killed again...

The back of his head hit something hard, and the strong and real pain brought him back to his senses. Nanke subconsciously wanted to take a breath, but his mouth and nose were sealed by someone's palm.

The desire to survive began to attack, and she struggled, and the hand covering herself was forcefully dragged away.

The moment his breathing recovered, his dizzy mind returned to clarity.

The skirmishers were condescending, pressing down on her wrists.

It turned out that it was her own hands that were trying to suffocate her.

"Are you crazy?!" The skirmisher looked scary.

Might as well be crazy.

"The country collapsed." Nanke lost all his strength and looked at him with gloomy eyes. "Guimu is dead. He committed suicide under the sword of Da Ta Tao Chang."

The fingers holding her wrist suddenly lost their strength.

The country collapsed and Kaneo died.

The country collapsed and Niwa died.

The country collapsed and Guimu died.

The news of everyone's death was told to him personally by her.

There is no need to question the stragglers, and there is no need for Nanke to lie.

The pupils above her were slightly dilated and wavering, filled with too much shock, disbelief, and then pain and sadness. Nanke knew that she should look away. She shouldn't look away from those eyes that had become tearful and broken against the owner's wishes several times. look.

But she couldn't look away.

It seemed that as long as tears fell from those beautiful eyes, a hollow part of her heart would be burned full of holes.

Since the body cannot die, the only option is to make the heart hurt as much as possible.

for a long time.

"So..." The skirmisher frowned fiercely and stared into Nanke's eyes, "You humans always say you can correct your mistakes once you know them. Is that also a lie?"

He can't save anyone.

No one has been saved so far.

"Are the so-called things that can be corrected and made up for all lies to me?"

The ends of her rouge eyes were filled with heart-piercing tears, and he questioned her with hatred like tears.

Nanke was speechless.

Their deaths were all due to her.

Nanke opened his lips slightly: "I'm sorry, what if..."

"It would be great if I never came to this world."

A cold sigh came from the skirmisher's throat.

He is naturally more likely to conceive wishes than ordinary people.

He is obviously more fragile than anyone else, but yet he is more thirsty than anyone else.

A soul that should not have been born is neither a person nor an object, thinking about anything.

It's all a curse you've brought upon yourself.

But he has no idea how pitiful his self-rejection is in the eyes of others.

Nanke raised his hand and reached for the back of the soldier's neck.

The only fatal part on that doll's body.