It's like something you once had has vanished forever, never to be found again...

No, it can't be like this.

This absolutely cannot be allowed to happen!

Looking at her empty right hand, Ke Qing wanted to reach out and grab it, but stopped abruptly when she met those eyes.

Suddenly, Keqing felt as if she had returned to that daytime.

The lost little girl clutched the delicate windmill, blinking her eyes expectantly, waiting for someone to appear.

The little girl waited from day to night, from bustling crowds to the stillness of the night.

The delicate windmill was broken by the shoving crowd, and the little girl's expectant eyes dimmed.

This time, the girl did not see the boy she had met before.

It was as if... the two had never met.

Keqing, who had fallen, was helped up. Emerging from her reverie, she looked at Yun Jin, who had helped her up, with a pleading look in her eyes.

Yun Jin's expression was complicated, but she still patted Ke Qing on the back...

After leaving the alley, Mu Xian rushed back to the Hall of Rebirth.

Without greeting Aja, who was guarding outside the Hall of Rebirth, Mu Xian walked up to a room and was about to push the door open and enter.

"Little Wood?!"

The voice came from the left. Turning his head, he saw Hu Tao looking at Mu Xian with bright, sparkling eyes: "You didn't even come to see your master as soon as you got back."

Hu Tao's tone carried a hint of reproach, which immediately stopped Mu Xian from getting angry.

Mu Xian opened his mouth, but didn't know how to respond.

After a long pause, Mu Xian could only manage to utter a "sorry."

Mu Xian didn't know why he apologized, just as he didn't know why the little girl in front of him laughed after hearing his apology.

Hu Tao's sly smile inexplicably made Mu Xian feel uneasy, and even the bracelet on his wrist felt hot.

Mu Xian glanced at the room next door, finally sighed, and walked towards Hu Tao.

Perhaps worried that the bracelet would get too hot afterward, Mu Xian took it off.

The faintly glowing bracelet was tucked into Mu Xian's pocket.

The boy who tucked the bracelet into his pocket grew up and became a teenager.

As Mu Xian watched the girl gradually shrink in front of her, she suddenly recalled the aristocratic etiquette of Mondstadt.

What should those Mondstadt nobles do at this time?

First, grab the lady's right hand, then half-squat down and kiss the back of her hand.

Both Lawrence and Gunnhild did this.

Mu Xian had often done this during etiquette training in the past.

As Mu Xian pondered, he felt the delicate touch on his palm. The pale fingers covered with nails made Mu Xian feel particularly heartbroken.

Looking up, the little girl in front of me was still smiling, but the smile couldn't hide the blush on her face.

Go for it!

When such a voice appeared in his mind, Mu Xian felt inexplicably that the timing of its appearance was quite appropriate.

It seems that, just like this opportune moment, something appropriate should be done.

Mu Xian actually wanted to do that too.

But at that moment, an extremely inappropriate door-opening sound came from behind.

The creaking sound of the door being pushed open was extremely jarring, shattering the atmosphere.

Zhong Li walked out of the room and noticed the boy and girl next to her.

He was only slightly surprised, then calmly looked away, turned and walked out of the Hall of Rebirth, completely unconcerned about the atmosphere he had ruined behind him.

This guy still makes me feel uncomfortable.

The temperature around him seemed to have dropped, and Mu Xian felt inexplicably lonely, which also dampened his previously high spirits.

"Master," Mu Xian said, still holding that small hand, "if I die and return to the earth's veins, what will you do?"

"I will keep an eye on you and won't let you go to your death again."

The girl's voice was extremely serious: "If Brother Mu Xian really dies, I, the head of this hall, will spend all the savings of the Rebirth Hall to hold a very, very big funeral for you, Brother Mu Xian."

"And that's how the Hall of Rebirth fell into ruin under my leadership."

"Therefore, for the sake of the Hall of Rebirth, Brother Mu Xian, you mustn't easily..."

Before the little girl could finish speaking, a hot, humid sensation silenced her.

The usually cunning girl froze on the spot, her face gradually turning red.

The girl's usual smile seemed to have transferred to the boy in front of her, and the boy smiled, looking somewhat like he used to.

Chapter 43 Will you come with me to Inazuma?

As he swung his sword, sweat dripped down his face.

This is the West Wind Sword Technique passed down in Mondstadt. More than ten years of honing her skills have made Jean a master of the sword.

Without using the power of the Eye of God, Qin Guang can deal with the vast majority of dangers with just the West Wind Sword Technique.

This time, however, it wasn't just Western swordsmanship; Qin even used the power of the Eye of God.

Even so, Qin was still overwhelmed and exhausted by the person in front of her.

The tension quickly exhausted Qin, who barely managed to support herself with her training sword.

"Since becoming the acting leader of the Western delegation, you seem to have neglected your training."

A detached voice came from the cloaked figure in front of him, who planted his training sword in the ground: "If you're busy these days, take a break."

Her words revealed her concern for him, something her mother had never mentioned before her brother left.

Qin still remembers that back then, she might have heard "Stand up" or "As the eldest daughter, you shouldn't fall here."

With her weight shifted off the sword, Qin stood upright once more.

"No need, Mother."

Qin's tone was meticulous: "After I've finalized the cooperation with Liyue, I'll make another trip to Inazuma."

"So, is Mu Xian in Inazuma right now?"

Something else was added to the indifferent voice. The person in front of them removed their cloak, revealing a face that bore a striking resemblance to Qin.

Frederica Gunnhild, Jean's mother, the eldest daughter of the Gunnhild family.

"Yes." Qin lowered her eyes and answered, "I will bring my brother back with me on this trip."

Qin hadn't heard her mother's response for a long time. Just as she was about to look at her mother, her mother's voice reached Qin's ears.

"As for Inazuma, I'll go and bring Mu Xian back."

Frey looked at her daughter: "He left because of me, so it should be my turn to bring him back."

Bring your brother back... but why your mother?

For the first time, Qin felt a surge of anger.

She looked up, wanting to refuse, but fell silent after seeing a face that resembled hers by four-tenths.

"I understand," Qin replied obediently, as always.

But this time, Qin felt particularly stifled, and even her mind became somewhat dazed.

Qin's attention was only drawn back to the wooden sword when a wooden sword without a tip appeared in front of her.

"This should be what that Tianquan needs."

Frey said, a hint of nostalgia and pride on her face: "Mu Xian... he truly deserves to be my son."

Qin silently accepted the wooden sword handed to her, the pent-up frustration in her heart almost bursting out because of those words.

At this moment, Jean suddenly disregarded her long-standing knightly precepts and wanted to question her mother.

Why, why was there only scolding when my brother was still alive?

Why are you only saying these things after your brother has left?

If it weren't like this... if it weren't like this...

My brother will always be there... he'll always be with me...

But in the end, years of habit left Qin speechless.

Qin remained silent, gripping the wooden sword in her hand for a long time before slowly releasing it.

“I will give it to Tianquan Star,” Qin said, but Frey sensed Qin’s displeasure.

She tried to call out to Qin, but when she opened her mouth, nothing came out.

Seven years? Ten years? Twelve years?

Simon left with Barbara. Jean seemed the same as before, but Frey slowly couldn't figure out what her daughter was thinking.

It seemed that a rift had formed between the two that day, and Frey changed a lot because of it, but as time went by, the rift only grew wider.

It seems that on the day Mu Xian disappeared, something called "home" also disappeared.

It wasn't until she lost it that Frey first realized the existence of this thing.

It was also the first time I felt the weight of this thing in my heart.

so...

"Mu Xian, you must wait for your mother..."

The woman's sharply defined face softened slightly, a rare occurrence, before she donned her cloak again...

Unlike his smile when facing Hu Tao, Mu Xian had a cold expression on his face at this moment.

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