Original God, looking for the heart

Nothing happened. Mo Bei weakly opened his hands, and the wanderer picked him up.

"Please...send me back..." His voice was as thin as a mosquito, and Mo Bei tightened his grip even more. After a long time, he squeezed out the word "thank you" through his teeth.

Under the moonlight, the wind seemed to have color. They were blue, and with the Wanderer's divine pattern lighting up, they lifted the two of them into the air. Only the faint blue flowers were left on the ground. The dewdrops pressed the petals low, and they looked like someone's tears when they dripped.

The whispers were crushed by the evening wind, and fell on the sparkling river together with the moonlight.

"There is no need for words of thanks. There is no need for words to cover up between you and me."

Hearing this, Mo Bei buried his head into the homeless man's neck and gently smelled his scent, as if this was the only way to comfort him.

The smell on the other person's body is light and elegant, like walking through dew-dropped pine trees in the early morning, or like a pot of tea carefully brewed in a bamboo house in the rain. Suddenly, Mo Bei also smelled a smell that was extremely inconsistent with the wanderer - sweet.

"Maybe it's because I bought sugar water for myself last night." Mo Bei thought, feeling that letting the wanderer go to a place he didn't like was an embarrassment to him.

These smells mixed together were the smell of homeless people in his impression. It was as if a sedative had been injected into him, and the restlessness in his blood had calmed down. However, he still couldn't express the struggle deep in his heart at this moment——

It is he who brings misfortune, but he is also the one who spreads misfortune. Now, Mo Bei doesn't allow himself to cry.

There was another tingling sensation in the brain, and the perception of the surrounding elements increased.

Mo Bei knew that his "special state" was coming, and he further deepened his resentment towards the doctor.

But the current situation happened to be that she was being hugged by the Wanderer Princess, and one of her hands was still supporting her back.

The doll endowed with a heart has become more and more similar to humans. Mo Bei can capture the heartbeat of the other person and feel the blood rushing under the skin. This level of temptation is no less than placing a piece of meat in front of a hungry beast.

The center of gravity was lowering, and the wanderer slowly fell towards the roof. Taking advantage of the falling wind, Mo Bei quietly exhaled a few breaths.

Only the sting can keep you awake. He wrapped his arms around the wanderer and scratched each other hard a few times on the backs of their hands. The nail scratched the skin and healed before blood could seep out. He felt sad again, unable to restrain his bloodthirsty desire.

"You don't need to make any cover-ups in front of me." The wanderer landed on the roof and patted Mo Bei on the back, "I noticed even the little move just now."

Mo Bei froze, hanging motionless on the wanderer.

Just like that, he simply sat on the roof with Mo Bei hanging on his body.

"Want to hear what I have to say?"

Mo Bei nodded slightly.

"My body has changed because of the 'heart'. This warm feeling beating in the chest...at least I will no longer be manipulated at will. Now, the first blood nourished by it, I think, should It’s up to you to taste.”

"My family, my-"

"Creator."

He would be grateful to anyone who gave him a new life, no matter who he was. It's a pity that his wandering in the world has made his body covered with spikes, and now he can't find even a soft spot.

Compared with the sharp words in the past, it was too difficult for him to even fully express a simple topic like "love" when it came to his lips.

The chirping of insects is long.

A red rose blooms on the side of the doll's neck, and its petals fall. The white-haired boy leaned down and kissed the flowers.

Heavy breathing, hungry swallowing. He was sniffing the fragrance of the petals like crazy.

The night stole their whispers and buried them in every leaf and grass.

……

——A few days later——

The homeless figure appears in a paper reporting on Inazuma's decree. His language is concise and sharp, and he has a unique analysis of some of Inazuma's political orders. For a time, it caused an uproar in the Cause Theory School, and even the senior instructors were amazed.

On the one hand, Nasida saw the Wanderer’s outstanding abilities and the approval of the relevant teachers of the Cause Theory Sect; on the other hand, considering that the Cause Theory Sect would help the Wanderer’s “atonement” in the future, she did not hesitate to place him in the Order Academy. study.

As for Mo Bei, given his level of control and interest in elements, perhaps the Su Lun School is the best choice.

Accordingly, the Apostolic Order also arranged appropriate clothing for them.

"...Reading?" Mo Bei frowned, "It's been a while since I touched a textbook. And..."

The experience in school in my previous life is still fresh in my memory.

At first, he politely rejected Little Lucky Grass King's suggestion. It was only after he learned that the wanderers had also entered the Order House that he reluctantly agreed to the matter.

"Did you hear that the Order Academy has recruited two newcomers this time? It is said that they are very capable in their respective fields and good-looking."

One person quickly added: "It is said that it is approved by Lord Grass God!"

While talking, Liu and Mo had already put on their clothes and stood in the center of the teaching court, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

The wanderer subconsciously pulled up the brim of his hat but grabbed a hand of air - his hat had long been replaced by a beret. He was not used to being stared at like this. But even so, the wanderer subconsciously stood in front of Mo Bei and took him to the Su Lun Sect classroom first.

Wanderer kissed Mo Bei's forehead when no one was paying attention, and said warmly: "I will come find you when school is over."

Mo Bei responded softly: "I can also go to you."

Somewhere, a group of students' eyes lit up as they looked at the two: this was the third pair of "newcomers" to cause a sensation, after Seniors Elhaysen and Kawi, and Seniors Seno and Tinari.

"Mo Bei, from Dao Wife. If you have any discomfort while getting along, please tell me directly and I will correct it. Thank you everyone for your tolerance."

"Wanderer."

After each of them was introduced to the class, they started their first day of study.

--night--

Nacida asked Lannaro to deliver the letter to the Wanderer.

"Have you been adapting to the Order Academy recently? I heard from the instructor that you all performed very well and are rare and outstanding students of the Order Academy. I heard that Mondstadt's Wind Flower Festival is coming soon. Feeling the different customs of Teyvat is also a learning experience. The only way to go. I heard that Seno and Tinari are also going, so they might as well go together. As for the mentor, let me explain."

Mo Bei pulled out the chair and opened the book.

"Did Little Lucky Grass King discover something?"

Mo Bei recalled that when someone approached him, he would always shrink back subconsciously, and it seemed that he was indeed unfriendly.

But if we go to Mondstadt, we can see Wendy again.

The wind entered the house lightly, walked around the wanderer, brushed Mo Bei's cheek, and gently turned the pages of the book.

……