Achieving Genshin in the Collapsed World

The ability to listen to other people's voices that appeared in her body when she was a child was subconsciously suppressed after she woke up, and she no longer activated it.

But when he opened his eyes and merged with Cecilia's gaze, a voice sounded in the heart of the dream,

"Ich liebe dich (I love you), Kiyana..."

"..."

The dream is silent.

Language is often powerless.

This is because it is difficult to express all people's feelings with simple language.

Not to mention the added obstacle that the listener also needs his own to understand.

However, this kind of voice that directly sounded in my heart was not so inconvenient.

In addition to the meaning you want to express, you can basically feel all the feelings you want to express in your heart.

So in the face of malice, I didn't wake up when I was a child, it was just a child's dream that was so unbearable.

Similarly, she can now clearly feel the passionate love in Cecilia's heart that can give everything for her daughter.

If it is said that when facing Siegfried, dreaming of pretending not to know each other, it is because he regards himself as an outsider and actively pushes him away because he does not want to get involved in trouble.

Now, the reason why she didn't want to recognize Cecilia in her heart was because she flinched.

Some people may think that such an idea is stupid and cowardly, but,

Regardless of the superficial communication, once you accept the sincerity of others, but you cannot give the same sincerity, it is unfair.

It would be strange to put [sincere] and [unfair] together as a matter of course.

If this kind of thing is normal, then there must be something wrong.

Use these mistakes as a shield or a reason, and don't care how others dream, but she will not recognize it.

And Cecilia's love is much heavier than Yuqing's longing for someone to accompany her.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Dream just looked at herself without speaking, Cecilia blinked,

"Is there something dirty on my face?"

"No."

After shaking his head slightly, he dreamed,

"Are you my type?"

"Would you like to go on a date with me?"

"???"

Seemingly not understanding what she was saying, Cecilia's face showed obvious confusion,

"About, a date?"

"Yes!"

Sitting up again, I dreamed of putting my body close to Cecilia, and said naturally at a very intimate distance,

"Because the collapse caused a large number of men to die, marriage between women has long been a common and legal thing, so..."

Before she finished speaking, Cecilia's face turned red, and she quickly shook her head,

"No no no..."

"There's no need to refuse so quickly."

Stretching out his hand to touch Cecilia's cheek, he dreamed of putting on a posture of a veteran in love, but said aggressively,

"You're giving up a new possibility before you even try it."

"I think we'll hit it off really well."

"Let's try dating first."

"Really, really not."

Seems to think of something, Cecilia's eyes are turning a little bit at this time,

"This is impossible."

"Why?"

Dreaming of taking advantage of the victory to pursue, showing a posture of not giving up.

Regarding this, Cecilia was stuck for a long time before finally saying,

"I am married."

"That's more... cough cough cough."

I almost said something incredible!

After dreaming of coughing a few times, I felt that it was almost the same, so I stood up and said regretfully,

"Well, that's a pity."

Then, before Cecilia could react in the confusion, her body gradually disappeared,

"I have something to do outside, so I'll go first, see you next time."

"Wait......"

Cecilia, who realized that she was leaving, just yelled a word, and the figure in the dream disappeared completely.

Then Cecilia stared blankly at the empty place, everyone was dumbfounded.

After a while, she walked to the place where Meng Meng had just left with a sad face.

Then he stretched out his hand forward and made a gesture of stroking his cheek,

"From the day you were born, I couldn't help but imagine what you'd look like when you grew up."

"You've grown up, Kiyana..."

.......

ps: The appearance of Cecilia when she died is used as the standard, so it should be fine for a very young girl.

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In the evening, in the Brilliant Martial Arts Field, Qiyana, with such joy on her face, entered on time as usual.

But this time, she didn't appear directly on the stage below, but beside the dreamer.

"This is the black tea that Vierly invited you to drink."

Pushing the black tea that had been brewed a long time ago, she said simply,

"Try it."

Surprisingly, the faint joy on Qiyana's face suddenly disappeared because of this sentence, and then she showed a sensitivity far beyond ordinary people,

"Where's Valerie?"

"where is she?"

Seeing Qiyana's agitated look, Mengmeng said calmly,

"I should have told you from the beginning that it was just a projected phantom."

Staggering back a few steps, Qiyana's eyes filled with sadness,

"Is she gone?"

After watching her silently for a while, Mengmeng, who was sitting on the sofa chair, didn't have any tactful thoughts, and said directly,

"Yes."

"The Vierly you knew no longer exists."

Then, as if the tool was broken and needed to be replaced with a new one, she continued without any fluctuation in her voice,

"So in the next training, you need to change an opponent for you."

"Do you have any requirements?"

Kiyana was silent for a while, then looked at the black tea in front of her, but smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled up,

"Viley said that if I beat her, she would treat me to a cup of black tea."

"I want to challenge her again."

Seeing Kiyana who suppressed her sadness quickly, Meng nodded,

"I understand."

Then his heart moved, and he sent her directly to the stage below.

Then, in front of Kiana, Vierly's familiar figure emerged.

Only this time, that friend who could talk and laugh yesterday, now he can't feel anything except the fighting spirit in his eyes.

Kiyana opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't speak at all.

It's just that in my heart, sadness is like a drizzle of rain, dripping down bit by bit.

The dream above did not watch this battle, she poured herself a cup of black tea, and then slowly sucked it up.

Meng Meng has always been a layman when it comes to tasting tea.

But despite this, she still prefers green tea to this black tea.

This is not due to the taste, it is purely a dream, and the tea made from green tea is clearer and more beautiful.

That's why I like it more, and even pretended to learn some tea art.

And the black tea I'm brewing now was actually given to her by Wei Erli, the eldest lady, when she left.

It is said that it is a top-grade black tea that is specially made by top tea gardens and is basically not sold to the outside world.