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

"Insufficient Qi and blood, too much worry... In short, I've wasted too much energy, and my physical condition is weak. I can't control myself, and I'll faint when I get too excited."

The doctor spoke in a low voice outside the ward, looking at the homeless man with a hint of disapproval between his brows.

This guy is decent enough to value her, but he doesn't show up for ten days or half a month. It seems that we have a good relationship, but in the end he is not considerate.

The wrong person is the one you trust. The wrong person is the one you trust.

The wanderer was sensitive enough. Even if the doctor didn't say it explicitly, he could see and hear the accusation in the doctor's words - but he had no intention of defending himself.

After all, it was indeed him who failed to take good care of her, wasn't it?

The wanderer held the diagnosis report in his hand, his hands shaking unconsciously. He looked at the closed door of the ward, and for a moment, he did not dare to push it open.

Is he really - really qualified to stand by her side?

He raised his hand hesitantly and held it loosely on the handle, his fingertips tense and even the corners of his mouth were pressed into a straight line.

Just a small problem.

The wanderer said to himself in his heart.

Just... a small problem?

What if, what if he wasn't here today? What if he wasn't in the hospital? What if he was in battle?

Is this your first time?

Or...she had countless dangerous moments, but he was never by her side.

Thinking of this possibility, the wanderer felt the blood in his body flowing backwards, and he even felt a little cowardly.

In fact, he couldn't fully understand what the girl was doing - saving the world and so on. He didn't think that the world needed to be saved.

At least it's not worth it.

When the safety of the world depends on this girl alone, the world is doomed.

He thought he was not a noble person, but he was always willing to support what the girl wanted to do - but now, this support was shaken. He could sense the girl's almost pathological sympathy for those unfortunate people, and he also knew that the girl did have this ability.

Just like what the girl said, "sympathy" itself is a very valuable quality.

Similarly, he could also feel that these things mattered much more to the girl than to him.

So even if he was worried, he never stopped; even if he had concerns, he never rejected.

It was him who went against his own judgment step by step.

It was he who turned a blind eye to the known, potential danger in her.

It's him......

No matter how you think about it, it's all his fault, right?

He paced at the door, raising and lowering his eyebrows, looking at his lover again and again but his eyes were blocked by the white, and helplessly fell to the porcelain white ground.

"Squeak-"

The door to the ward opened.

Xun Guinaqi walked out slowly.

Although she was in the hospital, it was still difficult to explain the girl's physical condition with modern medicine. Only the immortals could see a little bit of it.

"Don't worry, if there is any problem, it's just that the two energies in her body are seeking dominance or balance, and it won't hurt the root for now."

"..." The wanderer opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, and then some thoughts went through his mind, and he just said:

"Thank you."

"Come in, she's almost awake."

Go in?

Also.

As a sinner, he must always face it.

The wanderer frowned, took a deep breath, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and finally opened the door.

The door made a dull sound again. At this moment, Xun Guinaqi's voice, which was very characteristic of Liyue, sounded behind him. It was light, detached, and without any emotion of like or dislike. It just stated:

"Your paths are different."

Different paths?

is it?

The wanderer didn't reply to her, but just nodded slightly.

right.

After all, the ways of a sinner and a savior cannot possibly be the same no matter how you think about it, right?

The wanderer laughed at himself, his eyes passed through the overly plain colors and fell on the most dazzling white.

The person on the bed was lying quietly, peacefully and gently, and just one look at him or her could calm one's heart.

The wanderer slowed down his pace unconsciously, walked to the bedside, tucked in the quilt which was not messy at all, but his eyes could not help but stay on that face.

Probably no one would question the beauty of a young girl - after all, it is a kind of beauty that is impactful enough but not aggressive at all.

That kind of beauty seems to be naturally used to heal something, to save something——

So, the wanderer briefly forgot the depression in his heart.

"Pfft."

Not sure if it was an illusion, the wanderer heard someone laugh, and then felt the scene in front of him flash quickly. When he came to his senses, the girl had already hugged his neck and pressed him down.

Suddenly, the wanderer subconsciously placed his hands on both sides of the girl's head, but the distance between the two inevitably became extremely close, so close that the wanderer could clearly see the light and cunning in the girl's eyes.

"Why did you look at it for so long... I can't pretend anymore."

"...already awake?"

"Yeah," the girl nodded, "it's not a big problem at all. Look at me now. I'm fine."

The girl laughed and moved the homeless man's head, forcing him to see his whole body, but he suddenly realized...

He seemed a little silent.

The silence that is too quiet is not reasonable for a wanderer.

She reached out her hand and stroked the redness at the corner of the wanderer's eyes. Before she could even ask "what's wrong", her hand was grabbed and bitten on the lips.

"Eh?!"

The girl was stunned for a moment.

The arms of the wanderer who had been supporting her suddenly lost their strength. He held her hands but did not separate them. He just put them aside weakly and stubbornly, while his head had already been buried in the crook of the girl's neck.

There was a smell about her.

A scent that makes people feel safe and warm at the same time; fresh and light, but just enough to cover up the disturbing smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

"oops?"

The girl reached out and gently rubbed the back of the wanderer's head:

"Are you acting like a spoiled brat?"

"...I'm scared."

"It's a big deal, but you're the kind of person who doesn't take it to heart."

Finally adjusting his mind, the wanderer straightened up, his expression becoming somewhat serious. Although he tried to speak as softly as possible due to the girl's newly awakened body, he still couldn't control his expression:

"Do you also faint when I'm not around?"

Yeah.

Worrying about this.

The girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"What about other accidents?"

"oops......"

"Miss Broken Joan!"