Genshin Impact: Great, you guys still remember

I try not to worry too much.

Not planning too much can lead to brave adventures~

...

The God of Dust's withdrawal did not have the same impact on Guiliji as usual.

After all, a baby who is being cherished in the mother's arms will definitely feel a little overwhelmed when being put down by the mother for the first time.

This is necessary and essential.

As for the changes in the baby, He Li did not go into detail.

After all, the pear flower fairy said it - if you open a shop, run it well.

Let’s put aside things other than that for now.

Just like He Li's own contradictions before,

Do you want to help Guizhong gain the world's support?

The contradiction did not last long, and he soon got the answer.

Everything is the best arrangement.

Whether it is Guiliji or the god of the world,

The process of not pursuing a certain purpose is the real life.

...

Live every day to the fullest

Watch every day happily~

...

"Okay, okay, great!"

The singing stopped with the sound of piano and jingle bells. Gui finally rang the bell and gave He Li a thumbs up.

She grinned with great satisfaction in her smile:

"Now there are ten songs in the Diesel Bell. Come on, old weirdo."

The Ewha Essence has always had a plan.

That plan came from when she first stood on the field.

Bathed in the spring breeze, you can hear the sound of life.

At that time, she could only feel but not understand, but she still fell in love with that surging emotion.

That vitality that is as brilliant as summer flowers.

It was not until I met He Li that I heard a more complete and clearer singing voice.

The old strange singing seems out of tune with this era.

There may be some "forced sadness" and "pile up words" in the lyrics and singing.

But the feelings between them couldn't be faked - she was sure of that.

So, maybe it was because of him that I understood him, or maybe it was because I listened to him singing for a long time.

Or maybe he and I have the same dusty heart.

Her understanding of life force was suddenly colored by his.

"I want to record all the songs you sing to me!"

Singing face to face is not enough, Gui Zhong also wants to record his singing, leaving a mark that belongs only to him.

That belonged to him and to her.

It just so happens that now I have this time and this opportunity.

He is the boss and she is the boss's wife.

The piano shop has their mark engraved on it.

He is the singer, she is the listener,

The recorded tracks will have their marks.

He is an old weirdo, she is a pear blossom fairy,

Their names even have their own unique symbols.

Just like the song just now——

I feel like I understand your specialness.

...

As a mortal, the pianos in the store did not fill up the entire store overnight.

Instead, it appears gradually, one step at a time, like a young branch sprouting.

It turns out that 'making pianos' is also part of 'opening a shop'.

...

"So you see, press here with your left hand, and flick it like this with your right index finger,"

?~

A crisp sound was heard.

"How about it,"

Gui finally raised his head and looked at the person next to him, with some expectation in his eyes:

"Want to buy one to take back?"

"good,"

Liu Yun pinched his chin and nodded slowly, tapping the body of the piano lightly:

"This zither is less aloof and more peaceful than Ah Ping's, and is more suitable for the mortal world."

Gui Zhong's eyes lit up: "Then you..."

Could it be that the first guitar sold in the store is about to arrive?

Unexpectedly, Liu Yun withdrew his gaze the next moment.

She shook her head and pointed to a cabinet not far away, which contained rows of small bells:

"I choose that one,"

"Eh--"

Gui Zhong suddenly deflated, and raised his hand to hang up the zither.

While doing this, he also looked angry:

"I didn't expect that the 'independent' Liuyun Zhenjun would also start to follow the crowd."

"Follow the crowd? Where does that come from?"

Liu Yun was a little confused.

Gui finally sat back in his chair, propped up his chin and looked helpless:

"Not many people come to my store, and the things they buy are all the same,"

Those who bought the guitar didn't sell a single one, but instead sold a lot of the simple version of the "Dust-Clearing Bell".

"..."

Liu Yun was silent for a while, then pointed at the counter:

"What is the function of the bell that you introduced to me?"

Gui finally lay on the table and said weakly:

"Accompaniment,"

The small bell was not the Dust Cleansing Bell in his hand, but a simpler, smaller version.

The function of the little bell is just to convey.

The singing voice is transmitted to the Dichen Bell, and the accompaniment produced by the Dichen Bell is then transmitted to the small bell, which is equivalent to the extension of the Dichen Bell.

Liu Yun turned around and pointed to the other side:

"What about these pianos?"

Gui Zhong continued: "Of course it is also an accompaniment."

Liu Yun spread out his hands and said bluntly:

"Since it's all accompaniment, why should I play it myself?"

Why spend time learning? You may not be able to play well even if you learn, and you may not be able to play with emotion even if you play well.

It would be better to just take the little bell and start singing.

"That's because... that's because..."

Gui Zhong was stunned for a moment and wanted to say something, but he stammered and couldn't utter a word.

She didn't think so much.

I just made a dust-cleansing bell and a bunch of small bells.

After making it, I put it on the cabinet.

These little bells are indeed convenient, and people feel happy when they sing with them.

"But..."

But she couldn't say anything.

Do you want to share your favorite things, but no one cares or understands?

But it is obvious that I am also very happy when others are singing with little bells.

As her thoughts raced,

Suddenly, a hand appeared on my head. The hand was not obedient and kept rubbing my head.

“Because we run a music store.”

"Ali,"

When he saw the person coming, Liu Yun's eyes suddenly brightened and he stood up and came over.

She is different from Ah Ping, she doesn't come here very often.

After all, she often spent more than half a year studying a mechanism, and little Ganyu learned to eat independently by herself. She really missed him after not seeing him for many months.

He Li took a step forward, put his arms around her waist, and said softly:

"Little Ganyu didn't come today?"

Liu Yun lowered her head and leaned on his chest:

"No, I saw that she was sleeping soundly so I didn't wake her up."

Looking at the two people who were as close as gummy bears when they met, Gui Zhong just curled his lips, said nothing, and sat quietly aside.

The two of them sat down together after a moment of tenderness.

He Li held Liu Yun's slender hand, turned his head to look at Gui Zhong, smiled slightly and continued the previous topic:

"Since we are opening a store, we should buy whatever we want,"

Those who come for singing will buy a small bell, and those who enjoy singing and playing the piano will naturally buy a piano.

It’s just that the latter hasn’t appeared yet.

...

He Li smiled and continued:

"Just like you, you like the second type, and when you see that no one buys the piano, you will naturally feel disappointed."

Finally, silence.

If you care, you will lose.

I care too much...

Her eyes suddenly stopped at the hands of He Li and Liu Yun in front of her.

The pear blossom fairy suddenly raised her head and bared her teeth at He Li:

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, I don't care. I wish I couldn't sell any of the guitars."

Whoever wants to buy the piano can buy it, and whoever wants to hug it can hug it.

She doesn't care.