Wutong rubbed Maura in his hand and did not answer.

Wendy was not in a hurry. She sat up and leaned against the wall to wait quietly. She was also able to say hello to Sora who was looking over.

Bend your fingers to form a circle, not too big or too small, just enough to fit a mola. Wutong raised his hand in front of his eyes, and saw the various features of the tavern from the hollow circle, as well as the blue sylph, with his head resting on his arm, and the sound coming through the material was muffled and unreal.

She shouldn't have to make any decisions at that time.

But Wutong still sat up and replied to Wendy with a smile: "Okay."

Maura was warm under the palm of her hand. My mind is no longer clear, and I can actually be stirred up by a few words. Perhaps as Mr. Diluc said, wine is really not a good thing.

"Ding--"

She had read in a book that many people like to toss a coin to decide difficult decisions. But from a psychological perspective, the result of your final choice is not the result represented after the coin falls, but the option in your mind after the coin is tossed. That may represent the option you subconsciously want to choose the most.

The bright yellow mola used the force to spin in the air. The two guessed whether it was right or wrong, but neither Wutong nor Wendy raised their heads to follow him.

Wutong just stared blankly at the bard in front of him, his thoughts diverging.

At the moment of tossing a coin, your heart will tend towards a certain option, even if you don't know what it is. A coin toss can abstract your innermost thoughts from your subconscious and turn them into visible action. If you want to toss again after tossing once, it means that your preference for another option may be stronger.

The result of not paying attention all the time was that when Maura fell, she did not fall into Wutong's hand accurately, but brushed Wutong's hand and fell to the floor.

His reflexes, numbed by alcohol and somewhat sluggish, were obviously unable to catch up with Maura, who was turning away due to gravity. Wutong looked away, lowered his eyes, pressed his temples and opened his mouth to say refusal and regret to Wendy. Unexpectedly, a pair of people suddenly broke in. Interrupted by the hand that came into view.

Mora fell into Sora's hands.

"Ding--"

The glass filled with half a glass of wine was gently placed on the table, and the ice cubes collided in it with a crisp sound. The condensed water droplets slide down the wall of the cup, leaving a circle of water marks at the bottom.

Kong stood beside Wutong, holding onto Mora's hand without opening it. It's so tight that no clues are revealed as to whether it's positive or negative.

Wutong's fingers resting on the edge of the chair shrank: "..."

Bend down, get up. It was a perfectly natural action, as simple as picking up the money someone left behind on the side of the road.

The grotesque color blocks are blurry and clear in front of the eyes, like a dim light. The noise in the tavern, the cheers and excited shouts, the unknown results, the hot side of the face, the swollen brain nerves, and the accelerated heartbeat.

Not worth a word from this man.

"Ah Yu, you drank too much."

......

Wutong excused himself to go outside the tavern to cool off. Manyo also fell asleep on the table. Because Xin Yan had to watch from the side, he stopped drinking and drank fruit juice mixed with a little alcohol - the same juice that knocked Maplehara Manyo down.

A little side story, and after so many drinks it’s time to talk about business. Sora and Wendy went to the second floor of the pub. After giving the Spark Knight to the island, Her Royal Highness told the other party that she was about to lead everyone to the island.

She actually gave the gift her mother made for herself to her adventurer friend. Keli is indeed a gentle child. Wendy smiled and knocked on the railing, leaning down on tiptoes to see Paimon who was asking Diluc for grape juice.

Listening to this description, he believed that Sora had guessed that the letter was definitely written by Ms. Alice. Today he met the mother and daughter on the way to the tavern. They both had long elf ears and had surprisingly cute personalities.

"The Eternal Witch was out on vacation with the little knights, and I happened to meet them. As a greeting, the magical lady gave me a gift... She also said that if you meet interesting friends, share it with them. This gift. So Sora, now I give it to you."

!

Seeing the gadget that looked almost exactly the same as the bomb that blew up the Abyss Mage until nothing was left, Sora tensed up and took half a step back.

Wendy was a little helpless: "Don't be like this. The fire core has been pulled out, so it won't explode. Just hold it. This way, even if you and I are separated, we can still have a conversation like this."

"Is there such a good thing?" Kong took it assuredly and pinched the little ears on it.

"Hmm. It's called the Dudu Communicator. It can keep people connected thousands of miles apart. However, it can't be used at any time, and the number of uses is limited. It will only be provided to those who are destined to be in the near future." It is said that the inspiration for the invention came from another world. ..As expected of Ms. Alice. Wendy sighed inwardly, then clapped her hands to the side of her face, blinked, and said in a cheerful tone: "She and Keli asked me to tell you, take this with you, go to the island with your friends, oh, this is not a holy land, enjoy it Let’s play.”

As for how to get there, Wendy said they don't have to worry, the holiday planners have their own plans. Go out of the city gate and cross the bridge and turn right, and you will see something that brings them happiness.

Sounds like you two are in cahoots. Sora complained bluntly.

Wendy pretended to be hurt, how could it be, who am I in your heart? Sora, you are my friend. As a friend, of course I will give you things that bring happiness. How can you think of me like this?

"Including just now?"

"Including just now, it was a small bet. The loser would not drink and write a love poem instead. After all, you didn't come back for this year's Wind Flower Festival. I feel a little pity." Wendy put her hands behind her head and spoke in a very sincere tone. It was as if he was the most innocent person in all of Teyvat.

null:"......"

In view of how interested Xin Yan and Wan Ye had just been, Kong asked when he returned to his residence if he wanted to go to the island together.

The answer is yes.

As a young man who is still interested in new things no matter how mature he is. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to distinguish between juice and wine when he is happy. Manyo used his strength to rest on Sora. Even if he was so dazed that he could no longer open his eyes, he did not forget to express his opinions in a loud voice. The risk...can't...miss it!

The same goes for Xin Yan. You know, this island has beautiful scenery that even bards praise. After asking how to get there, I learned that Kong and Wutong had other friends here, and they made an appointment to meet at the city gate tomorrow morning.

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