In the past, after the new sailors returned for the first time, the first mates would always ask them to describe in a sneaky and vivid way the Southern Cross had experienced all kinds of shocking experiences while sailing on the sea, and how brave and heroic the Big Dipper had been, singing the slogan and steering the ship himself.

Under the leadership of the big sister, everyone's future is bright...

But tonight, a new wine table named Shen Qianluo was added... and the juice table became extraordinary.

Many strong men, with excitement in their eyes, squeezed onto the table with wine pots and jars, and sat around the young man who was holding the sweet water and embracing Longlong. There were so many people inside and outside, and even Beidou, who was sitting opposite, came over curiously to listen to the story of the glorious past told by Lord Xiaoshen himself.

Most of the time, it was just young men praising the Emperor with a roundabout tone and a smile.

Fengyuan Manye, who was trapped in the crowd, had to move closer to Shen Qianluo, and could smell the pleasant and charming pine fragrance on the boy. His soft body was thin and slender, which was very different from the strong crew members who sweated all year round.

He couldn't help but secretly glance at the well-mannered and polite god. The layers of brilliant light softened the boy's smiling eyebrows, and his black pupils were as lively as a spring under the attention of everyone, as if they absorbed all the gorgeous jade.

As she talked and laughed, the playful curve of her mouth slightly raised revealed her natural elegance, pure, beautiful, and abstinent. Her shoulders stood out from the crowd, thin and slender but not weak. When you look closely at this peerless face, even the faces and presence of the familiar crew members around her faded a lot.

Fengyuan Manye sighed softly.

What he had just said to Kong and Paimeng, that he had admired Liyue Xiaoshen since childhood, was not false.

When he was very young, his father, Kaedehara Keiharu, accompanied him to read many picture books that the young boy could not help but yearn for. There were stories of the holders of the Eye of God doing justice and getting rid of harm for the people; there were also stories of ronin traveling around the world and making friends.

There was also a wonderful collection of stories that came from Liyue, which he liked very much.

Among them, of course, there is the majestic figure of the Rock King Emperor, as well as the young god in white clothes and playing a bamboo flute who chuckles calmly and accompanies the king.

His attention was immediately attracted by the elegant image of the young man in the illustration, with fluttering sleeves and lowered eyes playing the flute.

Until the boy with clear eyes grew up to be a gentle boy, he experienced hardships along the way, but the surprise when he first met her that day is still deeply rooted in his heart. When he suddenly heard that Liyue Xiaoshen had returned, it once again floated in his mind again and again.

Does this mean that a human like him with a short life can also meet the god he has admired for so long?

Upon hearing this, Beidou patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile that it was no problem, and then he set off.

It was even unexpected to learn that Xiao Shen Qianluo would take the Southern Cross and go to Inazuma with everyone.

No one knew that on the night before Shen Qianluo boarded the ship, the young man, who could not help but feel nervous, actually tossed and turned, waiting and worrying for who knows how long before he fell into a sweet dream.

The ending was unexpected.

Fengyuan Manye, who had failed in his star-chasing attempt, had his hair drooping. There were many people at the table, and it seemed that he would not get an answer to the question he wanted to ask. He was about to leave the intentional encirclement, enjoy the breeze, and quietly look out at the sea for a while.

He was grabbed by Shen Qianluo.

"Everyone is so excited, why are you leaving now?" When he looked back in surprise, he could see the god's dim eyes in the crowd. "We agreed to drink wine and enjoy the moon together, how can we not get drunk before leaving?"

The boy turned around in the wind with a childish look, and his heart trembled: "Master Xiaoshen...?"

Unexpectedly, the crew members who were drinking from their glasses with their arms around each other immediately smiled and gave up their seats. At Beidou's call, they ran to the side and started playing cards passionately.

The two young men finally had some free time and sat quietly at the wine (?) table.

It has to be said that the familiar and occasionally noisy laughter and singing at the side became the best background to ease the embarrassment at this moment.

Fengyuan Manye's tense body finally relaxed a little, and he mustered up the courage to turn to the bored wind elf Shen Qianluo who had crawled into the wine jar: "If my guess is correct, Lord Xiaoshen is indeed observing me."

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Shen Qianluo still calmly hugged Longlong: "Why do you say that, Wanye?"

"…I understand that there is no evidence to support these words, but my intuition tells me that you are not happy with me. But I don't understand why. After thinking about it, I should not have done anything to make you angry, right?"

When he got to the most serious part, Fengyuan Manye even stood up. His eyes, which should have been gentle, stared at every change in Shen Qianluo's expression, revealing the sharpness and stubbornness that a young man should have.

Being hated for no reason, even by the god you have admired for a long time, is naturally very aggrieved and sad.

Even though he was a resentful elder brother, looking at the expression of the little white-haired boy, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty for making the cute child sad.

"Since childhood, I have admired Master Xiaoshen very much. Because of this, your every word and action makes me care and puzzled... Can you tell me what I did not do well enough..."

"Because Manye did a great job."

Kaedehara Manye's heartbeat quickened as she waited for the answer, but she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "...You did a good job?"

"Since we met, I listed countless possible reasons why I might hate Wan Ye. Unfortunately, all of them failed." Holding Longlong tightly and staring at the surprised boy, Shen Qianluo endured and endured, but finally resisted the urge to bite Longlong again out of resentment.

"This should have nothing to do with you. I still can't come to the correct conclusion, but from now on, I won't embarrass you anymore. From now on, just call me Qianluo."

The big ship swayed with the sea. Fengyuan Manye paused for a moment and whispered hesitantly: "Are you observing another person through me?"

"It's more than that." Shen Qianluo looked back calmly. When he closed his arms around Longlong, his eyes under the shadow of his eyelashes clearly flashed with loneliness. "I guess I can't forgive that person."

"But Manye, the Manye standing in front of me now, is completely different from him."

Although he still didn't quite understand the deep meaning of the God's words, his keen intuition allowed the naturally peaceful wind-type boy to clearly perceive that perhaps even the omniscient and omnipotent God would feel lonely sometimes.

"Master Xiaoshen..."

"Oh?"

“…Qianluo.” After hesitating for a long time, Fengyuan Manye finally made up his mind. He suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of the overly calm boy with a serious look.

The young body suddenly blocked the howling sea breeze and the terrifying, deep and surging waves of the sea.

"If you are really afraid of the sea, you can talk to me. Above the sea, I can be the one you can rely on."

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