Genshin Impact: Liyue Storyteller, only tells sweet stories

Pure land.

Ray's expression was a little sluggish.

"Do you have the identity of a friend..."

She couldn't help muttering, and there were many waves in her heart.

Hans carried Stanley on his back.

And what is she...

Carrying the "truth".

In order to fulfill the "true" last wish, Shadow took over the identity of Thor from his sister who died in battle.

At the same time, it also took over the future of the country.

Eternity is the long-cherished wish of "true".

Then I, who is my sister, will help her fulfill her last wish.

This is her responsibility and her mission.

Lei's expression gradually returned to perseverance.

She finally understood why the boy wanted to show his respect.

Because of this kind of abandonment and burden, it is worthy of respect.

In Lei's eyes, there was involuntarily a little more respect.

At the same time, the heart has become more firm in the execution of "eternity".

......

Jingshan Palace.

Nahida's eyes were filled with a thin mist.

She was a little uncomfortable.

It's very uncomfortable.

She is the newborn deity.

People told her that she was found at the place where King Dacishu was buried.

At the beginning of her birth, she automatically succeeded the great former grass god.

However, this is also the reason why she feels uncomfortable.

Through many clues, she knew that she had an inextricable relationship with the Great Cishu King.

However, it is such a close relationship...

But she had never seen the great god.

She didn't even know what the other person looked like.

Hans, he can still live by his memories.

And what about yourself?

He took on the identity of the grass god, but he didn't know what the previous grass god's wish was.

What should I do?

Nahida only felt that her heart was clogged.

She had fantasized countless times about what the Great Mercy Tree King looked like.

I also hoped for guidance from the other party.

But fantasy is fantasy after all.

Fantasy can't shine into reality, and it can't do without this empty and dead palace.

Perhaps, for the rest of her life, she can only live by fantasy.

“......"

Nahida silently wiped tears from the corners of her eyes.

Suppressing her emotions, she turned her gaze back to the screen.

Watery eyes, still sparkling.

It's just sadness in the eyes, but it always lingers.

......

Teahouse.

The faces of the guests were sad.

The scene was quiet, and everyone was immersed in a sad atmosphere.

Only the voice of the teenager was still speaking softly.

"Time dilutes many things. "

"Such as memories, youth, passion..."

In the midst of that day-to-day singing, Hans grew old. "

"The glorious deeds of his friends, he can still recite them backwards. "

But the friend's voice and smile became more and more blurred. "

"He's old, really old. "

"The birds that once soared in the sky have now become old sparrows. "

"The more he panicked, the more he wanted to remember..."

"The more time tortures him. "

"Man, after all, cannot defeat time. "

The young man's voice swept through everyone's hearts like water.

Many of the older audience at the scene were all sad and empathetic.

Yes, people can't remember a lot of things when they get old.

Those playmates in the former youth, after decades have passed, who can still recall...

"Time keeps robbing Hans of his memory. "

"Hans is getting more and more scared..."

He was afraid that he would really forget Stanley. "

"He was afraid that the people in Mondstadt would forget about Stanley. "

"The adventurer's greatest fear is to be forgotten. "

He carried Stanley's name for half his life. "

"But now, he really can't carry it. "

[Stanley, tell me, what should I do?]

[I can't remember what you look like...]

[I'm really too old, Stanley...]

[Why, it wasn't me who died in the Ember Sea...]

[Why, you want to save a newcomer...] (read the violent novel, just go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

[Why...]

Hans cried so hard that he couldn't break his heart. "

"Yes, he can't remember. "

"Stanley's voice and smile, his character, his favorite food..."

Hans couldn't even remember. "

"Without the flesh and blood of friends, no matter how brilliant and wonderful the story is, it will pale and weak. "

Hans fell into despair. "

The young man said in a loud voice.

The guests in the audience only felt suffocated.

Different from the previous two stories, the villain of this story is time.

No one can beat time.

The guests at the scene involuntarily took on the role of Hans.

There is also infinite despair in the heart.

"Click, click..."

Crystal tears hit the girl's skirt.

The fireworks were already full of tears.

She was too young to understand the meaning of time.

But she despairs because of Hans's despair.

In the midst of the crowd.

Zhongli held the teacup in his hand, did not drink, and did not move.

Just hold it quietly.

Of all the people on the scene, no one could understand the meaning of time better than him.

Time, but also wear.

He has been worn out by time for millennia.

He knows better than anyone the weight of time.

It was a powerful force that even the gods could not resist.

“......."

Zhongli sighed inwardly.

The teenager's story today made him can't help but take on the role.

This made him feel very emotional.

Not far away.

Xiangling looked like she was crying.

The pot lay on her head, not jumping or making trouble, unusually quiet.

Xingqiu frowned tightly, and Ah Xu next to him kept wiping his tears.

Shenhe and Yelan also frowned.

They hated the feeling of despair.

Ganyu looked at the young man on the stage blankly.

She is a hybrid of immortals, and time has not left much of its mark on her.

But she understood Hans's pain.

If one day, the master, the emperor, and Ningguang are forgotten by herself, she will also suffer.

Because I see others in the rain, I also feel cold.

Ganyu agonized Hans's pain.

The corners of his clothes were tightly tugged in his hands, and his knuckles were a little white.

"Little brother, that's... And after that?"

A guest, Tsubasa asked.

Bai (Deqian Zhao) An smiled lightly.

"Celebrating legends for decades, the world has long regarded Hans as the real Stanley. "

"Great Mondstadt, no one knows Hans's real name. "

Even Hans himself had almost forgotten his original name. "

Now in his heart, only the name of his old friend and that glorious legend remains. "

"Nothing else, it doesn't matter. "

"However, even these remaining memories are constantly diluting..."

Hans was in utter despair. "

"And just when he was at his most desperate..."

A wisp of wind suddenly swept across his pale forehead. "

The young man's eyes were like water, and his voice became extraordinarily soft.

【Hansyachibould】

[Can you give me the soul of your old friend?]

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