The Homeless Man of Teyvat

Crackle——

The bonfire burned, occasionally making the sound of wood crackling, tiny sparks of debris rose up under the heat, and quickly lost their temperature and color, and fell down without a trace.

Chen Tianfeng stared at the bonfire, groping his chin for a few seconds, and took out the barbecue grill, skewers of wild mushrooms and chicken, and seasonings from the Eye of God, humming a little tune while busying himself.

"What are you doing?"

Ying's eyes were slightly stunned, looking at the skewers and then at Chen Tianfeng. This otherworldly god always surprised her. Every time she thought she knew something about Him, He would always do something unexpected.

For example, now, does He need to eat like humans?

"It's getting late, make some supper, eat early and go to bed early."

Chen Tianfeng didn't think he did anything wrong, he was very excited, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Would you like some? My cooking skills are not bad."

"Eat early... go to bed early?"

Ying blinked, his purple eyes reflected Chen Tianfeng's figure, with a faint doubt: "You, need to eat and rest?"

"Of course, people need to eat and sleep when they are alive. As the saying goes, you don't miss home when you are full and sleep well."

Chen Tianfeng's hands kept moving, and his tone was brisk: "And you always have to find something to pass the time, right? Otherwise, the days are so long, and you can't sleep for thirty or fifty years, wouldn't it be boring to death?"

Unlike in literary and film and television works, in reality, the screen will not go black, and a few lines of black or white small words will appear, indicating how many years later. In reality, every minute and every second must be endured by yourself.

Eating, sleeping, traveling, making friends, this is the proof that he feels that he is still alive, and it is also something he is unwilling to give up.

"But can you really fall asleep?"

Ying looked at Him. Not all gods have lost the ability to sleep and dream, but Chen Tianfeng is different. He is now incomplete, a walking corpse with only flesh but no soul.

How can a walking corpse sleep and dream?

"It's good to close your eyes and rest, just think of it as being in a daze - I'm very good at being in a daze."

Chen Tianfeng paid attention to the heat and sprinkled some chili powder ground from Jueyun pepper on the wild mushroom and chicken skewers at the right time. The aroma escaped with the sound of "sizzling" of oil.

"Want a skewer?"

Chen Tianfeng handed the grilled wild mushroom chicken skewers to Ying, with a smile on his face: "This is how my travel companion taught me to cook it. It's Mondstadt style and very popular with drinkers."

"No."

Ying glanced at the wild mushroom chicken skewers that were shiny and smelled spicy, and shook his head: "I prefer desserts."

"Desserts are a bit difficult."

Chen Tianfeng retracted his hand and took a bite of the skewer himself, feeling the salty fragrance of the gravy and the spiciness of the chili powder colliding and blending in his mouth: "The conditions are simple, and I haven't prepared anything. I'm afraid I can't make any desserts."

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind."

Ying's expression did not change. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Chen Tianfeng finish the fight in a few bites, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and said: "But if you don't mind, I know a wild dessert that is very suitable for this situation, bonfire The wild fruit "Chen Tianfeng's tone was a little proud, and there was a color of memories:" This is my own recipe, pay attention to the local conditions. I seemed to think of something, looking at the shadow, shook his wrist: "Is this line long enough? If you just come to the shrub, the line will reach the head, but it will be a bit embarrassing." The shadow stunned, his eyes flickered, and he took his breath immediately, as if to make a decision: "... Give me." "What do you do?" The distance between the two was only about half a meter. She raised her hand and naturally appeared on the purple thunder light lines connected to the two. Chen Tianfeng wrapped his right hand around his left wrist and moved it twice: "Aren't you afraid that I will run away?"

"A god who is unwilling to abandon his people and escape alone, but is willing to sacrifice himself for his people in exchange for life... Such a god should not be an evil god."

Ying frowned and put away the silk thread: "I want to try to believe you."

So, don't let me down.

She didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Chen Tianfeng could naturally hear her hidden meaning.

If he chose to take the opportunity to get out of Ying's sight, it would mean that he was indeed a shameless evil god, and the stories he told before were all lies and untrustworthy.

How naive, trying to give trust so easily...Aren't you afraid that I will always be honest until the most critical and most important moment, and let you and your Inazuma fall into an irretrievable situation?

Chen Tianfeng smiled, but didn't say anything like "Don't worry, I will never let you down", or swear to make a promise to reassure this god who was frowning but still slightly nervous.

He said nothing, turned away, and waved his palm with his back to Ying.

Ying pursed her lips, stared at Chen Tianfeng's back, and clenched her palm unconsciously. It took a long time for her to come back to her senses and sit down again.

I hope He doesn't... Ying sighed, and noticed from the corner of her eye that on the grill that had been moved away from the campfire, in addition to the cooked and warm wild mushroom chicken skewers, there were also a few skewers of uncooked ones.

Ying thought about it and picked up these skewers of raw meat.

...

Chen Tianfeng came to the bushes and picked fresh berries patiently and carefully. He stopped picking until he felt that the number was enough and put the berries into the Eye of God.

He clapped his hands, shook off the leaves and dust on his clothes, looked back at the campfire, stood there frowning, as if thinking about something.

Forget it... Chen Tianfeng shook his head, crossed his palms behind his head, and was about to return. Suddenly, his heart moved, and his palm unconsciously fell on the handle of the knife and looked in a certain direction.

There seemed to be something peeping at him there, very briefly, disappearing in just one or two seconds.

Chen Tianfeng narrowed his eyes, stroked the handle of the knife, and suddenly smiled, ignoring the peeping feeling for the time being, and turned to walk towards the campfire.

If he went to check alone, maybe because of this or that reason, there would be misunderstandings between him and Ying, and the trust that was hard-earned would be gone - such a development is too cliché.

It would be better to go back directly and take Ying with him to find out what's going on. If there's any danger, why not do it yourself?

Chen Tianfeng glanced at the corner of his clothes, smiled softly, took out the freshly picked berries from the Eye of God, washed them with water, and threw them into his mouth.

"Hmm, it tastes good, just right for making wild fruit pie."

"It seems to be good for making wine... I'll try it if I have a chance."