Genshin Impact: Great, you guys still remember

Liyue Port,

When he sat in the downtown again, the feeling of this city changed again.

The flowers in late spring are becoming more and more abundant, cluster after cluster, forming a cloud like the morning glow. The waves are beating against the shore, and with the sound of ship horns, the whole port is looming in the spring light.

The red lanterns fluttered in the wind, and the noise of the market mixed with opera tunes and shouts dissipated in the wind and scattered in the dust.

Liyue Harbor is very busy these days.

"I was tricked and was not able to accompany you. This is my fault."

"No... Your Majesty, please do not feel sorry for yourself. As the Emperor, don't you know that war will inevitably lead to casualties? It's just... cough cough... The current situation is destined by my fate, Madam, you must not feel sorry for yourself..."

"God of Rocks, Emperor... I have supernatural powers, but in the end, I can't even protect the people I love?"

"The world is big, the mortal world is big. If you keep Liyue, you can keep the mortal world. If you keep the mortal world, you can keep me. You are my wife, my emperor, and the emperor of the mortal world. You must not stop because of me."

"..."

"I am the mortal world, invisible and intangible, indestructible. I hope you can renew the contract with me in Liyue in the future. As long as Liyue exists, I will also exist. From now on, I will always be by your side and never leave."

Everyone: !!! (At this point, the Earthly God closes his eyes, and everyone cries.)

...

After the song was over, everyone on the stage burst into tears, and everyone below the stage burst into tears as well.

The play had already been performed for several times, and there were quite a few audiences in the audience. The wealthy families paid a little money to sit in a nearby teahouse, or rented a balcony of a nearby restaurant to watch from a high place.

Most ordinary people brought chairs and benches from their homes and sat together in the audience. In the end, there was no room for chairs and benches, so they could only stand on tiptoe to watch.

All the open spaces near the square were packed with people.

After the third act of "Emperor's Farewell" ended, all the audience members bowed their heads and secretly wiped away their tears.

Even though I have heard it countless times since I was a child, I couldn't help but cry when I heard it again.

Woohoo, the story of the Emperor and the God of the World is so touching.

But not far from the stage, in a private room at Sanwan Buguogang, the atmosphere was a bit strange.

...

This box was only available thanks to Zhong Li, she is a gold member here,

Now, I sit on the familiar sofa, the air is filled with the familiar fragrance of Biluochun, and there is a porcelain bottle not far away filled with the best osmanthus wine.

The most famous actor in Liyue was performing outside, and he could see it clearly with just a glance.

But Zhong Li no longer had the ease and leisure she had before. Instead, she had some strange and weird feelings - she felt restless.

Since she had given up her role as the Rock God, she had become more and more like a mortal.

Under the high pressure of the previous Demon War, she wanted to experience these things, but she could only do so by having a small drink every now and then.

After becoming a mortal, she experienced many things that she could not experience before.

For example, the sense of accomplishment from slacking off at work, the leisure after retirement, and the freedom to do anything without spending any money...

Like she said before, we are all dust.

And now, she experienced another new thing after retirement - strange distress.

It's really strange that I don't hate these operas, storytelling, etc.

I even always ask my friends to listen to it together, such as Liuyun, Gechen and Guizhong.

Especially Gui Zhong and Ge Chen, they lived in Liyue Harbor, she would always go to them for tea every few days,

By the way, listen to 'The Love Story of an Earthly God'.

Logically speaking, there are many stories that are about her.

But she never hated or rejected anything.

When the immortals asked her about it, she smiled:

"Why should we care too much about the words of the mortal world? Besides, isn't it reasonable and rational to let the image of the mortal god be carved by the mortal world?"

But now...

She took a breath subconsciously, and her heartbeat in her chest quickened.

why?

She secretly glanced at He Li who was sitting opposite her.

...

"..."

He Li actually had thought about how outrageous his image would be in the mortal world.

That's not unusual.

He had also seen a general who turned into a door god after a thousand years, and a scholar who turned into an unrelated exorcist after a thousand years.

And for himself, he had even imagined more outrageous images.

But after listening for a while, it seemed like nothing happened.

But why... a few black lines appeared on his forehead,

Just write it, just edit it, why do you have to have a partner?

Folk romanticism enriches the characters through love stories and deepens the audience's emotional fluctuations. He knows and understands, but why does he have to...

He subconsciously looked up at Zhong Li who was sitting opposite him.

Coincidentally, Zhong Li also glanced over.

At this moment, the two looked at each other.

...

Suddenly there was a voice outside the window——

"Now I am the earthly god,"

"Today, I, the Rock King, Morax,"

"We swear here to be forever married, and the people under the throne will not distinguish between you and me, live in harmony, be of one mind, and share life and death..."

...

puff--

He Li couldn't help it and spit out all the tea he had drunk.

"Ugh--"

Zhong Li sighed, put away the barrier against the water, took out a handkerchief from her bosom and handed it to him.

"Wipe it off,"

"Eh,"

He Li nodded and took it, wiping his mouth and wet clothes.

"..."

Zhong Li silently put away the handkerchief handed to her and just sat there looking at him quietly.

"Um... this tea is a bit hot,"

He Li laughed it off.

"really,"

Zhong Li nodded in response.

"..."

"..."

After they finished talking, they just stared at each other.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

...

At this time, a voice came from outside the window again——

"Emperor——"

"Husband—"

...

Snapped--

Before he could finish, the window of the box was suddenly closed, and the noise coming from outside disappeared completely.

"Ahem, the wind is a bit cold,"

He Li sat back in his seat and smiled at her.

"Um,"

Zhong Li watched his movements silently and nodded in response.

The awkward feeling in my heart became stronger and stronger.

"Would you like wine or tea?"

He asked suddenly, apparently intending to change the subject.

"Let's drink,"

Zhong Li raised his hand and pointed to the porcelain bottle on the side:

"This is the osmanthus wine I personally picked and brewed a few years ago. It has been stored here for many years, and today is the first time I have opened the jar."

"Really? Then I have to try Sister Zhong Li's cooking skills."

Hearing this, He Li smiled and then bent down to reach for the porcelain bottle.

"..."

Watching his movements, Zhong Li recalled a scene from a thousand years ago.

These memories suddenly appeared in her mind two days ago. They came so quickly and contained so much that they completely filled the blank space in her mind that had been filled with confusion for thousands of years.

But for some reason, she looked through that memory for a long time, as if she was missing it, but more like searching for it.

Looking for what, she didn't know,

Did she find it or not? She didn't know, after all, she didn't know what to look for, so there was no answer.

...

"How about the operas?"

Zhong Li asked suddenly.

"what?"

He Li was pouring wine for the two of them and was stunned when he heard this.

"How about the operas?"

She asked again.

"..."

He Li didn't know what she was asking about. Was it the singing style? The arrangement? Or the content?

But these are not important. What is important is what He Li wants to understand.

By then, Zhong Li had gotten the answer.

"what do you think?"

He suddenly smiled and raised his head and asked:

"What do you think of those operas?"

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The subsequent plot of Sister Zhong Li is getting longer and longer as I write, but————The Emperor is worth it! \(@^0^@)/

(I’ll work on the final paper first, and then I’ll update the second chapter after I finish it. I’ll probably have to wait until the early morning (?■_■))