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

The standoff did not last long.

It’s hard to tell who gave in first, nor was it clear who extended the hand first - but when those hands touched each other again, both of them were silent, and no one explained, as if as long as they never mentioned it again, they could put the quiet conflict behind them.

"...Will that brat be willing to go to Liyue for treatment?"

In the end, it was the wanderer who spoke first, but there was an unnatural coldness in his tone.

"Ah, if he's with me, he'd probably be willing. There are more people in Liyue, so it might be easier to help him find an adoptive family."

The girl raised the tea in her hand - she had paid Xun Guinaqi to buy it.

Xiaocha said that he got this name because his mother heard that a certain kind of tea could cure his illness.

In fact, the girl did not find similar information in the earth veins - after all, there was no record of the diseases caused by Zhaixia tea in the earth veins, but the girl had tried all the teas in Inazuma and there was no significant effect.

Liyue's tea is famous throughout Teyvat.

The condition set by Xun Gui Na Qi was that she would introduce all the famous doctors in Liyue, even immortals, to the girl and Zhai Xia Cha.

It was a great opportunity for Zhaixiacha—even for the girl.

but--

"Death" and Duoyun have been waiting for her in Fontaine for a long time.

Cloudy - to put it bluntly, she couldn't react at all to the fact that she was stood up, but "Death" was somewhat vindictive, and if her next stop was Liyue, she would be angry.

The girl sighed.

I always feel like it's going to be hard to appease.

In fact, the girl's attitude towards "death" and Duoyun is more like a parent's mentality - as a parent, you always hope that your children are sensible, but you also feel sorry for your children being sensible.

but--

However, Xiaocha's illness is obviously more important.

Xiaocha is also her child.

Besides, she had already witnessed with her own eyes a young life gradually turning into death in front of her - she didn't have the courage to experience it again.

"...Sister, sister."

Zhaixiacha held a bamboo hat in his arms. The four eyes of the man and the cat looked at the girl, wanting to say something but stopping.

"I cut to the pulp."

"Ok?"

The girl came to her senses and looked down. The apple in her hand was hung with a whole green and red line. At the top was a white and delicate line, which was clearly the flesh.

"Ah, I got distracted."

Zhai Xiacha took the apple, cut off a small piece of it and fed it to Dou Li, then took a bite himself, his eyes moving back and forth between the girl and the wanderer.

"Crack, crack, crack... Did you have a fight? Crack, crack, crack..."

The girl was stunned, thought about it for a moment, and shook her head.

"Oh snap, snap, snap... I don't believe it."

"Or..." Zhai Xiacha's eyes lit up inexplicably, "Sister, are you going to throw away the big hat?"

"Impossible," the wanderer frowned, his tone somewhat stiff and decisive, "If you have such a rich imagination, why don't I recommend you to teach at the Church of the Order?"

"......May I?"

"Pfft," the wanderer rolled his eyes smoothly, "You should learn all the words first."

Listening to the two people bickering, the girl's mood inexplicably improved. At this moment, it seemed that making a choice was not such a difficult thing.

“Xiaocha,” the girl rested her arms on her knees, “Will you come with me to Liyue after some time?”

"...?"

"..."

The wanderer remained silent, while Zhaixiacha's chewing gradually slowed down, and he pointed at himself in disbelief:

"me?"

"Wait, you mean, me? With my sister? Together?"

Then he raised his hat again:

"We, us?"

"Really, is it really okay?"

"Hmm," the girl arched her eyebrows and rested her head on the back of her hands, "What's wrong, Xiaocha doesn't want to? Or--"

The girl scratched the tip of her hat:

"Kitten doesn't want to?"

"Yes! We all do! I, I thought - sister, sister, will go to Xumi later."

"..."

Oh my, the secret conflict between the two was actually revealed by a child.

The atmosphere became awkward, and even Zhai Xiacha, who was in high spirits, felt that something was wrong.

Oh~ Is this the reason for the unpleasantness?

Although Zhaixiacha seemed to have always been at odds with the wanderer, he actually didn't want the girl and the wanderer to end it hastily, so he rolled his eyes and pulled up the quilt, smothering himself and the bamboo hat in it:

"Ah, I'm so tired. I need to rest now. Goodbye, sister!"

-

"I didn't consider Xumi because Xumi's situation didn't seem that urgent. I had already made an appointment with Fontaine, and Liyue - you know how rare this opportunity is for Xiaocha."

The girl and the vagrant sat side by side on a bench outside the ward - they were rich and stayed in a VIP single suite. This corridor was seldom visited, so it was a good place to chat.

She carefully rubbed the homeless man's shoes with her feet, as if she was asking for peace, or as if she was acting coquettishly.

But the wanderer seemed to be unmoved and moved his feet half a step away.

!!!

It's so awkward!

The girl forcefully pulled the wanderer’s wrist, forcing the fur-ridden cat to get close to her.

"What are you thinking about, what are you angry about, why, why——"

"Why don't you let me know?"

Yes.

why?

The wanderer looked at the girl's angry face and inexplicably wanted to laugh, but the bitterness in his heart pulled him back and made it difficult for him to laugh.

Perhaps it was because he had never felt so clearly that they were not the same kind of people.

His most ardent wish once was to become a god.

The first half of his life seemed to have only this one meaning, but in the end, until he let go of this obsession, it was never realized.

Even though, once, once upon a time, it was just a little bit short.

But it doesn't matter.

He later thought -

Being a god is just like that, they are just a bunch of unreasonable guys.

But now, he seemed to have a vague answer.

Some people are more like gods than gods themselves.

The more glorious His divinity is, the darker He appears; even if one curls up in His shadow, he appears so despicable.

I have long come to terms with it - the savior is from this world.

Will I be the savior?

"Do you love me?"

The wanderer suddenly spoke, which startled the girl. She was about to speak again, but the wanderer had no intention of listening to her answer:

"Is it me you love? Or rather, is it only me you love?"

"..."

The series of questions made the girl not know where to start answering.

It should be said that she had no idea what the wanderer wanted to hear.

"..."

"Do you need me to tell you?"

The wanderer had a smile on his face, as if it was full of self-mockery:

"I'm not that important in your heart, am I?"