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

When the girl and Manyo floated to the surface of the sea in a slightly embarrassed state, many crew members of the Death Omen Star had gathered in Zhai.

They fished or shouted, leaving only silhouettes in the dawn sky.

So, on the night of the next day, a grand banquet was naturally held on the Death Star.

In order to celebrate the lost and recovered Sui Qiong and Wan Ye, and also to bid farewell to the souls whose great vengeance was avenged.

If the wine culture of the Mondstadt people is just based on the simple love for wine and is based on the protagonist's carnival, then the wine culture of Liyue is more like a "wine table culture". Half of the wine in the audience is from of the protagonist.

Manyo can't drink, but the girl is not alone - after all, although Beidou kept toasting to the girl out of some kind of psychology at first, but after realizing that she was no longer needed to heat up the scene, he noticed everyone's enthusiasm It was really difficult to stop him, so he immediately switched sides and started to protect the girl from drinking.

However, Liyue's drinking party and Mondstadt's drinking party are the same after they get to the climax - that is, when everyone is drunk.

At this time, the protagonists of the cocktail party will become a background, and the interaction of wine and dinner has little to do with them.

At this time, the protagonist who has a bad drink capacity has fallen asleep in a corner, while the protagonists who have a better drink capacity or luck are looking for some secluded corners to hide away.

For example, at this time, the girl who walked around the side of the deck.

She couldn't tell whether she was drunk or the sea was not calm. The girl only felt that the road in front of her was shaky, and the wooden boards that should have been solid felt like cotton, making every step of her feet feel uneasy. A sense of vanity.

After taking two more steps, the waves brought a normal bump, but it made the girl's feet weaken and she fell forward uncontrollably.

what--

She wanted to struggle, but she felt that all the nerves in her body were numbed by alcohol, which made her fallen figure look upright and funny.

Oops, he landed on his face.

At this time, the girl's limbs seemed to be a little unruly, so the girl had no choice but to close her eyes and prepare for the coming pain——

Hey, doesn't it hurt?

Could it be that she could no longer feel the pain due to the numbness of alcohol?

hiss--

Wine is a good thing!

"be careful."

Before the girl could realize whose voice it was, she felt a force on her waist lifting her up, and finally made her sit on an oak box.

"..."

"puff--"

She felt like she was being flicked on her forehead, and the laughter seemed very close, because she could feel the warmth on her face - but she couldn't tell whether it was the sea breeze or someone's breath.

"Do you need me to teach you to open your eyes?"

Um? Oh, yes, you can also open your eyes and take a look.

So the girl thought for a moment about how to open her eyes, and then put her theory into action. Sure enough, she felt the quiet moonlight rubbing into her eyes.

Then, she discovered a beautiful face in front of her.

The red eyes are like some kind of precious gems, embedded in the round and smooth eye sockets; the white hair looks soft and gentle, as if a cloud has been pulled from the sky and gathered on the head - as for the edge of the cloud A touch of red on it.

Probably the sunset.

The girl looked up at the night, and then at the sunset in front of her.

Well, the sunset was ripped off, so, night came.

Very reasonable.

Wanyo looked at the girl with crimson cheeks who was looking at him with a dull but bright look, and couldn't help but laugh again.

Alcohol is like a softener for Miss Joan.

It was clear that he was usually a gentle but cold, gentle but distant person. At this time, he seemed to have left his "sense of boundaries" behind and just looked at him.

so cute.

Really like.

"What is Sunset laughing at?"

The girl's voice was soft and hoarse, as if she were using freshly picked, unwashed cotton to rub against the tip of Wan'ye's heart, bringing a fine but satisfying itch.

But...sunset?

"Sunset, are you calling me?"

Wan Ye frowned: "It seems that he is quite drunk."

"drunk--?"

The girl became very stubborn inexplicably:

"I'm not drunk!"

The girl frowned seriously, but her unconsciously pouted mouth and the pink color on her face made her look more coquettish than majestic.

Manyo then smiled even more happily, and followed the girl's words:

"Then do you want to prove that you are not drunk?"

"—Like, who am I?"

"you--?"

The girl squinted and looked at the sunset in front of her eyes——

No, he is not Sunset.

Hum, she knew she was not drunk.

So she vowed to speak:

"You are not Sunset!"

The girl showed an expression that said "I have seen everything":

"Because - the sunset cannot speak!"

"...?"

This is indeed correct.

But I always feel like something is weird.

However, I have to say that Manyo might be able to make a very good teacher.

Because in such a ridiculous conversation, he could still look at the girl seductively and straighten his face:

"Zhiqiong is very smart. I'm not Sunset, so who am I?"

"Broken Joan——?"

The girl frowned and muttered:

"Who is Broken Joan?"

Then she raised her head doubtfully and stared at Wan Ye's face carefully:

"and who are you?"

There were probably some double images in front of her, so the girl shook her head, probably focusing manually.

Then she looked at Manyo seriously and solemnly:

"You look great."

"...!"

She, she was really drunk, right!

"Eh--"

The girl reached out and poked Manyo's cheek:

"You stole the sunset again."

"Are you really not Sunset?"

The girl tilted her head:

"Am I really drunk?"

"Actually, the sunset can talk, right?"

Oh, it's okay.

He seemed really drunk.

Wanyo held the girl's hand that was poking his face, and used a little force to make the finger sink into the soft flesh of his cheek:

"My name is Maplehara Manyo."

Manyo spoke very slowly and exaggerated his mouth movements, a bit like teaching a child how to speak.

"Maple, original..."

A gust of sea breeze passed through the hall - the sea breeze at night was a bit cool, which made the girl in thin clothes tremble all over, and she felt a little more awake:

"Manyou?"

"Huh?" Wan Ye raised his eyebrows, "Recognize it? Sui Qiong is very smart."

"Ok!"

The girl who was praised subconsciously felt happy and nodded happily. When she looked at Wanyo again, she felt that his expression was a little unclear under the moonlight.

Manyo's eyes were hot and direct, which made the girl feel a little at a loss.

The sounds of waves, heartbeats, and not far away, the calls of seagulls, mixed together so loudly that her brain began to roar.

And Wanyo's face gradually came closer amid the roar.