【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

As a creature of God, girls are very sensitive to God's breath.

The moment the self-proclaimed bard showed up, she smelled the breath of the God of Wind.

But now, there was no trace of that breath, only the smell of cider on the bard in front of him.

The ley lines told the girl what the gods looked like.

So does the god of wind really appear in the form of a little boy?

The girl couldn't help but picture Wendy sitting on a high platform like her mother, issuing orders.

Pfft, the sense of dissonance is so strong.

Likewise, she couldn't picture Wendy's gentle and carefree look on her mother's face.

The girl's gaze was too direct. If it were an ordinary person, he might have been stared at uncomfortably - but our Lord Fengshen is not an ordinary person after all. He looked straight into the girl's eyes and looked at her:

"Snow child, may I tell the bard your name?"

name……

The girl subconsciously looked away.

It was really hard to explain the lack of a name, so she just shook her head gently:

"Just call me that."

"Hey?" The young man blinked, his eyes filled with grievance for a moment, "Don't you want to tell me? The bard will be sad."

The girl didn't know how to deal with this kind of person at all, and she didn't want to meet his big, round green eyes, so she lowered her head and spoke almost indifferently:

"You didn't tell me your name either."

"Hey? No?" The boy blinked innocently, "My name is Wendy, and I am the greatest bard in Teyvat."

That's not his real name at all, is it? The girl looked at those emerald green eyes and cursed in her heart.

However, it seems interesting.

The girl couldn't help but feel happy, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.

Wendy watched the girl's every move with great interest.

I have to say, the girl is very beautiful.

Not only the well-informed bard feels so, but also Barbatos, who has experienced thousands of years.

Aesthetics is an extremely subjective thing, but the girl's face is a beauty that can completely disregard personal thoughts.

It's just that the girl doesn't look like a real person at all, and her overly delicate body has become one of her flaws.

The young man had a naughty thought, so he said:

"This is called Star-Zhaing Cliff, and it's a holy place for couples to date in Mondstadt. Who is Snow's child waiting for?"

The girl was forced to receive the information and process it with her slow brain.

Couples, dating...

Leyline told her that it meant extremely...sweet, thick, and sticky.

Just chewing on the words, the numbing sweetness behind these words crawled onto the back of the girl's head.

Why did her mother send her to a place like this?

"Even the Cecilia flower is the most common tweed at Monds weddings."

wedding……

She knew all these words, but she didn't understand them.

Could this be why her mother sent her here?

So she spoke slowly: "Then there are only two of us here now. Are we considered a couple or dating?"

She imitated Wendy and blinked: "Will there be Cecilia flowers at our wedding too?"

"……Eh?"

"Eh……!"

The girl's demeanor was too calm, and she even had a desire for knowledge, which made the young man wonder whether she really didn't understand or was just being a stranger.

The girl let go of the Cecilia flower with her fingers, and finally brushed the stamens lovingly with her fingertips, staining her white fingertips with some goose-yellow pollen: "You're blushing."

Wendy was a little dissatisfied. The bard who had chanted countless love songs was actually...molested? !

Is this teasing? It must be teasing!

He calmed down and suppressed the strange feeling in his heart: "Do you know what kind of people can become lovers?"

The girl thought for a while: "Intimate, inseparable."

The figures called lovers in the earth line are either male or female, and so are the people around them. Without exception, they are all like this.

"No -" Wendy finally confirmed that she really didn't understand, and then he actually had a sacred feeling of being a teacher, "Yes... they like each other, like each other, understand?"

It's difficult for our bard. He originally wanted to sing it, but he was afraid that the girl would not understand it, so he could only rarely express such passionate things in straightforward language. He felt as if his face and tongue were being burned. Get hot.

The girl nodded.

Couples get it.

But I like it but don’t understand it.

Is it her feelings for her mother?

If that feeling can be called an emotion.

"I have a question," the girl seemed to have discovered something new, and unconsciously blinked like Wendy, "Is treating your mother's feelings called liking her?"

"Eh--?"

Every sentence of the girl fell in a place he didn't expect. He subconsciously fiddled with the strings: "You need to explore this by yourself, child of snow."

"If you are Pinwheel Flower, then your lover is Cecilia Flower, and your mother is -"

The girl felt like a gentle force was surrounding her.

"wind."

The wind makes the pinwheel chrysanthemum rotate and bends the branches of the Cecilia flower.

The girl nodded again.

She understood that both the bard and the wind god were not good at talking... people?

Her mind was like a blank sheet of paper. She really couldn't figure out the hazy artistic conception in his words, and she really didn't understand the delicate emotions in them.

Wendy looked at the girl's eyes with confusion, put her fist on the corner of her lips and chuckled softly. Before the smile faded from her emerald green eyes, she reflected the girl's appearance:

"So, where is the next stop?"

Ancient sounds of nature flowed from his fingertips, and the wind seemed to be summoned, coming from behind Wendy and blowing into the girl's arms.

The girl's pure white and soft hair was messed up, and her face was kissed mischievously. The girl looked at the slightly bent flower stem and subconsciously blocked some wind pressure with her hands.

"I have no destination." The girl lowered her head and looked at the flowers she was protecting, thinking of herself for no reason, "I want to find my heart."

Find your heart?

This description is strange. But Wendy smiled knowingly.

After all, bards don't have too many romantic metaphors.

Wendy was sure at this point.

The girl is a very inhuman person, but also very human... something else.

She seems to know everything, but understand nothing.

Although I don’t know what Zhidong is thinking, but——

"So, how about traveling with the greatest bard in the world?"

The girl tilted her head to look at him.

He didn't show a lot of doubts, but was curious about the young man in front of him.

Wendy gave the girl a wink.

"Just buy me some cider."

……

"Wendy," the girl put Maura back into Wendy's hand, "That person won't sell it to me."

"Eh--"