Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

The next day, the wind blew.

Lin Huan carried the carefully prepared souvenirs from Liyue and walked out of the city to pursue someone. In fact, the moment she stepped into Mondstadt, she had a clear understanding in her heart that this trip would most likely be in vain. Wendy might have fallen into a deep sleep at this moment. The fine wine she brought with her and the apples she carefully bought in the city earlier might not reach the hands of the person who loved them as she wished.

However, what's the harm? Lin Huan smiled and shook her head. She had her own plan, although the process might be a little cumbersome and require the help of others. Admittedly, this made her feel a little embarrassed, but there was no other way. She couldn't enjoy all this wine alone, right? She was not a person who loved drinking. She never dared to drink too much of the immortal wine from Jueyunjian, and the sweet-scented osmanthus wine from the border of Shimen, the longer it settled in the wine cellar, the more mellow and rich the taste became, and the more it diffused the charm of the long years, and the lingering fragrance.

However, she was surprised to find that the popular dandelion wine in the taverns in Mondstadt really made her happy. This wine is not strong, and it tastes sweet and refreshing, as if it carries the agile and light touch of the Kingdom of Wind, dancing on the tip of the tongue, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves. This is undoubtedly a good choice to bring back for the elders to taste. Maybe they have long been accustomed to the sweet and burning Yunxianzui that can make people sleep for decades with just a small sip, but she knows that as long as it is a token of her heart, the elders and brothers and sisters will be full of joy.

Lin Huan walked slowly along the winding path. In the lush grass on both sides of the road, colorful wild flowers dotted like stars. The breeze blew, and the flowers swayed gently like shy girls, as if nodding to her. The towering trees in the wind rose up into the clouds, and the thick trunks required several people to hug. The lush branches and leaves intertwined with each other, like a vast green canopy. The sunlight poured down through the cracks in the leaves, forming a series of dazzling golden spots, just like a dreamlike light and shadow painting.

Lin Huan walked slowly to the side of the Seven Heavens Statue and slowly squatted down. The statue stood solemnly on a soft lawn, and the surrounding grass swayed gently in the wind, as if it was worshipping the sacred statue devoutly. Next to the statue, several unknown small wild flowers bloomed happily, emitting wisps of elegant fragrance. She placed the apples she brought neatly on the side of the statue. The apples were bright red and exuded an alluring sweet fragrance. She also carefully placed the Yunxianzui wine she brought next to the apples. The bottle of wine reflected a blurred light under the bright sunshine.

"Lord Wendy?" She gently stirred the breeze and tried to call out with some expectation, "I am Ah Huan, and I brought some fine wine and apples. I sincerely hope that Lord Wind God can come and visit."

Unfortunately, no response came from that person in the wind... I think Master Wendy is already fast asleep. Lin Huan shook her head gently and did not insist. She stood up gracefully, leaving three apples in front of the Seven Days Statue, and carefully sealed the Jueyun Immortal Wine in her hand with the wind elemental shield, then walked to the shade of the big tree, dug a small hole, gently buried the wine, and then carefully filled it up. After dealing with all this, she picked up the objects in her hand and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly noticed that there was a person standing behind her. He was drunk, with a shaggy beard, leaning on a big sword, standing quietly in front of the statue. Lin Huan noticed that his back was straight, just like the upright big sword in his hand... Lin Huan's heart trembled suddenly, and for a moment, thousands of emotions surged into his heart, which was difficult to express.

She had met that man once before. When they were having breakfast in the city, she randomly found someone to share a table with because the restaurant was crowded. At that time, she sensed the melancholy and sadness around him that was so strong that even mellow wine could not quench it. It was so familiar and helpless.

She clearly understood this feeling very well. It was a kind of regret that was hard to let go of no matter how carefully one tried to explain it. It was deep and heavy, and made people feel sad.