Genshin Impact: Immortal Cave

"This... is that what you mean?" Shen He was stunned when he heard what Grandma Ping said.

Only then did she realize that Mo Chen had never explicitly stated that they were a couple, nor had he made any promises. In this case, were she and Mo Chen considered lovers?

"Of course, when it comes to love, both parties have to agree to it. How can we just decide on it unilaterally? That would be like forcibly seizing a man." Although Grandma Ping thought that the human form of the divine crane was indeed as beautiful as a fairy, she also felt that she was being a bit too aggressive at this moment.

The great Master Liuyunjiefeng actually confessed his love to someone in their dream and established a relationship without even asking for their opinion. If Shenhe was not as beautiful as a flower, he would probably be called "the Master of Forced Binding".

So that's how it is. This is just Liuyun Zhenjun's wishful thinking. After learning the true relationship between Shenhe and Li Mochen, Ganyu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In her eyes, Shen He and Li Mochen were not a good match. One was a foster mother who had watched her grow up, and the other was a friend she had a good impression of. If these two were really a couple, wouldn't Gan Yu have to call Li Mochen her foster father? He was demoted for no reason and had a cheap father. How could this friend continue to be like that?

Yes, it must be that I don’t like having an extra elder, that’s for sure. Gan Yu repeatedly emphasized in her heart, firmly unwilling to admit the relationship between Shen He and Li Mochen. As for the reason... it’s definitely not that she has other ideas... probably... definitely not...

Just as Ganyu was lost in thought, Shenhe and Grandma Ping started a new discussion.

"Wait, if that's the case, then if he has another woman outside, then I won't be able to do anything about it?" Shen He asked.

"That's true in theory, but I believe Mo Chen is not that kind of person." Grandma Ping replied.

"Then why did he run away? Why did he sneak out of the cave while I was sleeping?" Shenhe asked.

"You have to think about what you did or said to him before," Grandma Ping asked back.

Me? What did I do to him? What did I say? Nothing... Shenhe scratched his head and told Grandma Ping his plan. For example, he would forbid Mo Chen to look at other women, and make him stay in the cave for the rest of his life. He would even build a cage for him in the cave to protect him well, otherwise he would be chopped into pieces.

"These are all normal. Why run away?" Shenhe tilted his head, looking confused.

"..."

"..."

Granny Ping and Gan Yu were dumbfounded again, with expressions of horror on their faces. Although they knew that Master Liuyun was different in some ways, they didn't expect it to be so outrageous.

"No, if you treat him like this, it would be strange if he doesn't run away!" Grandma Ping responded angrily and amusedly.

"Why would he run away? Isn't this a sign of love?" Shenhe asked back.

"You...where did you learn this view on love?" Grandma Ping asked helplessly.

"There are many similar plots in romance novels," Shenhe replied.

"I think you should throw away those misleading novels." Grandma Ping sighed.

Thus, a farce that almost escalated into a war between immortals came to an end. Shenhe was taken to Grandma Ping's residence and began to receive education on the correct concept of love. It is hoped that this will gradually correct her strange ideas, otherwise Mo Chen may have a headache in the future.

At the same time, not far from Liyue Harbor, the Southern Cross was slowly sailing towards the port. In the captain's room, the host and the guests were drinking and chatting happily.

"cheers!"

"Oh oh oh!"

With a crisp clash, Li Mochen and Beidou drank the liquor in their cups. The liquor was as strong as a ball of fire, sliding down their throats and instantly igniting their whole bodies.

"But I guess Shen He won't be used to this wine." Thinking of Shen He's possible expression after drinking this kind of wine, Li Mochen couldn't help laughing.

"Shenhe...you mentioned her quite a few times." Beidou put down his wine glass and looked at Li Mochen with interest.

The two had similar personalities and enjoyed talking about a wide range of topics. However, Li Mochen frequently mentioned "Shenhe" and this special friend. For example, he mentioned a small item that Shenhe might like, a place he hoped to go with Shenhe in the future, and even calculated the distance between Shenhe's residence and here.

It seems that without realizing it, Li Mochen has established a deep emotional bond with the woman named Shenhe, and he would naturally mention her. Indeed, although he was shocked by Shenhe's sudden yandere love behavior, she still occupies an extremely important position in Li Mochen's heart.

After traveling through time, he landed on the top of Mount Ao Zang. This was fate. Then the divine crane took him in and helped him on the path of cultivating immortals. This was a noble person in his life. To this day, the relationship between the two has become deeper and deeper, which is also a natural thing.

"But even so, her feelings for me are too heavy, and I'm at a loss as to what to do." Perhaps under the influence of alcohol, Li Mochen confided his troubles to Beidou.

"Indeed, it's a very deep feeling." Beidou remained calm after hearing such a yandere story.

"That's right. Who can stand it if they kill or imprison people at any time?" Li Mochen smiled bitterly.

"Before you think about this, how do you feel about her?" Beidou asked again.

"What's that feeling?" Li Mochen asked puzzledly.

"It's about whether you like her and whether you are willing to develop a relationship with her, or even go further." Beidou gently shook the wine glass, with a gentle smile on his face.

As the "Dragon King", Beidou, who has been on the sea for many years, is not a rough person. On the contrary, she is thoughtful and perceptive. Otherwise, she would not be able to beat the rich woman who has never lost in the game of chess.