Genshin Impact: Great, you guys still remember

[Instance: The Cloud's Home, has ended, returning to the main world...]

[Her home is the mountains, and even more so you]

[Decades of travel and companionship, accompanied by your death in the end]

[In a way, you changed the way she thinks]

[Maybe it was because of the bet, maybe her beliefs had changed, or maybe she listened to your dying words]

[She still lived in Ozang Mountain, and after being persuaded by Ping and Morax who arrived later, she joined their camp. The immortal group of Liyue began to take shape.]

[Perhaps she missed a lot because she was not honest]

[She started to speak bluntly, always leaving people speechless]

[From this, she got another nickname: The Chatty Master]

[But compared to going to Guiliyuan, she prefers staying in Aozang Mountain]

[Regarded by other immortals as a model of a "homebody" immortal]

[But only she knows]

[This is her home, a home that belongs to you and her]

“I thought I was a wind in the air, a cloud in the sky,

Existing among all things, but not being retained by all things,

But until you showed up,

I just realized that I was a kite in the wind.

The wind blows away the morning mist,

The moment that makes the day clear,

I decide to love you. ”】

[Simulation completed, evaluation: just a little bit of wind and frost]

[Rewards will be issued later]

[Why bother asking about the affairs of life? This life is just a dream.]

[The simulation is not over yet, the host still needs to work hard]

"Qin!"

bang-

The Knights' leader's office was suddenly knocked open.

Could it be that the Fatui are calling?

Qin was shocked and quickly grabbed the nearby Xifeng Sword and stood up.

When she looked at the door, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew--I'm so sorry Jean,"

He Li leaned against the door frame, with a little cold sweat on his face, breathing slightly.

His face was tired but serious:

"I have something important to discuss with you."

...

[The body is dead and is being purified of the remaining impurities... The purification is complete and the body is disintegrating...]

"elder brother!"

After the sudden palpitations, Ping'er felt a very strong wave coming from somewhere on the mountainside.

She didn't have time to think about it, so she ran up.

So she saw this scene...

Liu Yun hugged He Li's body tightly.

But it still cannot stop it from turning into particles and dissipating in the air.

This is also a backup plan left by He Li.

The remains of Dijiang in his body may be released after his death.

The wreckage had become part of his body in a way.

It could not be purified while he was alive,

Hence the current scene.

...

The next moment she saw He Li's face clearly,

He completely disappeared into the air.

"How is this going..."

Ping'er bit her lower lip tightly, looked at the back in front of her, and asked in a muffled voice,

"..."

Liu Yun did not answer her, but just stared blankly at the golden light that disappeared into the sky.

The arms are still in the embraced position.

In her arms,

The place that originally belonged to him now only had a transparent crystal left.

It was a crystal formed from countless filth and the remains of the Emperor Jiang.

The crystals tell everything silently...

a long time,

She seemed to come to her senses, moved her neck, and slowly turned around.

She said softly:

“Do you know him?

Do you know his past story?

Can you tell me about it? "

Ping'er looked into her eyes.

Very familiar,

She had this look a long time ago.

She tried her best to suppress the sadness in her heart:

"Are you his master?"

...

Master?

Liu Yun slowly shook his head and answered softly:

"No, I'm his partner, or..."

She raised her head and met Ping'er's gaze.

Word by word:

"Wife...you can call me sister-in-law."

...

!

Ping'er's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

After standing there for a moment, she chuckled.

He slowly took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

A yellowed but still well-preserved piece of paper.

She unfolded it in front of Liuyun,

...

"This is the marriage certificate between him and me,"

...

!

Liu Yun's eyes were fixed on the paper.

Female: Ping, Male: He Li,

There is a relatively new seal on the name - the Seal of the Precious Gold.

The seal also contains a hidden power of contract.

There is no marriage certificate more real than this.

...

How could this be?

Her body shook, and she finally came to her senses.

He subconsciously squeezed the crystal in his hand, and the voice came out from between his teeth:

"Smelly boy..."

...

After a while,

The two stood side by side on the top of the mountain.

"So he's already...died once before?"

Liu Yun thought for a moment and said with a frown.

"Yes,"

Ping'er looked into the distance, with a hint of regret still in her eyes.

He clearly had no breath left at that time.

Even the Emperor went forward to check, but he didn't find any signs of life.

Otherwise, I would not have followed his idea and sunk him to the bottom of the sea after the Emperor imposed some seals on him.

"..."

Liu Yun thought for a moment and asked tentatively:

"Did he say anything to you before he died... um, strange words..."

"What strange words?"

Ping'er was a little confused.

"Like 'We'll meet again' or something like that,"

!

Liu Yun's words flashed through my mind like a bolt of lightning.

Isn't this what she has always insisted on? She has always insisted that her brother will come back.

"Have!"

Ping'er nodded solemnly, and then asked:

"Did he tell you too?"

"said,"

Liu Yun nodded and turned his gaze back to the mountains in the distance, his expression unclear.

...

"So you believe it?"

"I believe."

"I believe it too."

...

The mountain wind blows,

The sound appeared again on the mountaintop which had been silent for a long time.

"By the way, how old are you now?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"nothing,"

"Oh, you want to see if I'm twenty-one?"

"..."

"I am 161 years old and I married him 140 years ago..."

"(snorts),"

"I haven't spoken to him for 141 years..."

"..."

...

In the year 631 of the Demon War, on the second day of the ninth lunar month,

Aozang Mountain suddenly became lively.

It was said to be lively, but in reality there were only three people.

There is a stone table under a big tree on the small island in the middle of Tianchi Lake on the top of the mountain.

The three of them sat around the table.

"Liuyun, how long has it been since you last cooked this dish? It tastes a bit unfamiliar."

Ah Ping picked up a string bean, stuffed it into her mouth, and then said with a bitter face,

"Eat if you want, leave if you don't want. Staying here will only disturb my cultivation."

Liu Yunxiang pretended to be angry and flicked his sleeves.

At the same time, he picked up the teacup on the table and drank from it with the Emperor beside him.

Morax still looks the same.

Sitting there like an immutable rock,

In fact, she wanted to transform into a different appearance and walk the world hundreds of years ago.

But after the two people's persuasion——

What if you change your appearance and someone suddenly comes back and doesn't recognize you and misses you?

He already had a history of amnesia.

One less person you know means one less hope for memories.

So she gave up the idea.

But that was just her little interest that came up unintentionally.

Just let it go.

Liu Yun first picked up the "Flying Clouds and Howling Winds - Sky-Lielie Pot" on the table and poured a cup for each of them.

"This year's tea harvest is good, so I'll give you more."

He took out the packaged tea from his treasure bag and handed it to them.

"A bumper harvest of tea?"

Ah Ping was delighted when she heard this, and then she saw the packet that Liu Yun handed over.

There was some disdain in his eyes:

"Why is it only this little?"

"No? Don't give it back to me."

Liu Yun pretended to take it back.

"Hey, hey, hey, even if there are only a few rabbits, they are still meat..."

Ah Ping quickly put the tea leaves back into her arms.

This tea is very precious, Liu Yun used to keep it as a treasure.

There is no time like today when you are so generous.

It's not just rare or tastes good.

What's more, this tea contains extremely precious memories——

This was planted by He Li himself on the top of the mountain.

Morax watched the two men fighting.

Silently drinking cup after cup of tea on the table,

Ahem, it tastes really good.

...

Similarly, not only tea leaves,

The flowers on this mountain are blooming luxuriantly this year.

With the continuous expansion of Liuyun,

The small flower field that He Li originally planted on the top of the mountain has now become very large.

It occupies almost a quarter of the entire mountain top.

Ah Ping is moving freely in the flower fields.

The steps moved without stepping on any flowers.

Liuyun and Morax stood side by side on the top of the mountain, watching this scene.

Morax's eyes showed some sighs:

"It's rare to see such a large flower field in the Demon War."

Liu Yun also squinted his eyes, enjoying the breeze:

"Yes, I put a lot of effort into getting these seeds."

When He Li planted flowers in the past, most of them were transplanted from home.

There are only flowers in spring and summer.

'I want to see flowers of all four seasons right outside my house,'

This is what he said at the time.

Staying in the cloud has finally come true.

Morax smiled slightly:

"No, it's not just the flowers that are rare, but even rarer is the location that can be used to plant flowers."

"Yeah...it's all thanks to him,"

She said softly, her thoughts flying across a hundred years,

She didn't understand at that time.

Now she finally understood.

There is a subtext in his words:

'I want to be here with you through spring, summer, autumn and winter,'

"The flowers have already bloomed. When can you come and see them?"

I have nothing to do but enjoy the white tea. I am waiting for the wind and for you.

...

The murmurs were drowned in the autumn wind. There was a faint light flowing in the mountains. The misty clouds floated on the top of the mountain. As the autumn wind blew, the big trees in the pond swayed, and billions of leaves rubbed against each other and rustled.

There is a tree called Wangshu by the pond, which was planted by my husband in the year he died. It has now grown tall and majestic like a canopy.