Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

He did not look at Mistelin, who was sitting on the roof beam.

Gan Yu was taken aback. She vaguely remembered the correspondence she had exchanged with the Fox Palace, and the witch seemed to have also mentioned Shen Liang's illness.

“That’s not necessarily true.” Gan Yu thought for a moment. “I’ve seen a lot about mental problems during the Demon God War. In fact, I was one of the immortals responsible for medical care on the battlefield at that time. Once a person develops hysteria, it is extremely uncontrollable. The so-called ‘you don’t even know it yourself’ may be a false proposition.”

"Huh? You say."

"Suppose you, Liangjun, can see a woman that none of us can see. This woman will communicate with you and tell you many things that you yourself never knew. In Liyue folklore, this situation is called 'possession by a ghost,' which may actually be a kind of personality split. And the split personality is also a part of your personality, but you are unaware of her thinking and acting, so she can tell you what she is thinking."

"Really? Then when will she think about it and when will she act?" Shen Liang asked.

"Normally, you're in a dormant state while she's on the move."

"I am a demon god. It doesn't matter if I don't sleep for days and nights. Even if I don't hibernate, she will still be in my sight. Just like now, she is right in front of me," Shen Liang said with a smile.

Gan Yu was taken aback, then pondered for a moment, “Then perhaps there is another kind of hysteria, which is that all the knowledge you don’t know is actually what you think up, but you’ve split off a part of your consciousness to store some redundant ‘knowledge’. You are actually very intelligent and are always thinking about things, but for some reason you give the knowledge and information you’ve thought about to another self, so that she can give the information back to you when necessary.”

"Why should I do this?"

“This is also a type of personality disorder. Usually, you subconsciously increase the amount of information you give to create a more complete virtual personality. Maybe you want to be that kind of person. You want to be a beautiful woman who can teach and guide you. So you subconsciously create such an image and give her a lot of knowledge and information to support your persona.” Gan Yu smiled slightly. “Actually, that is your own knowledge and information.”

Shen Liang tilted her head and looked calmly at Gan Yu: "You mean, deep down I actually wish I could become a peerless beauty with a slim waist, long legs, white hair reaching my hips, and the qualities of both a young girl and a married woman?"

Gan Yu was stunned.

You actually have such a high opinion of the "woman" in your heart? A peerless beauty?

What level of beauty is that?

Gan Yu wasn't very confident about her appearance, and she couldn't quite understand Shen Liang's standards of judgment, but when she glanced at the boy's exquisite and indifferent gaze, she suddenly understood.

—What else?

Gan Yu couldn't help but reveal a mischievous yet knowing smile. "It might be unlikely for others to say that, but Liang Jun... even Liang Jun today already fits the description of the peerless beauty you just mentioned... in her childhood."

Rosalyn laughed heartily without restraint. Shen Liang helplessly downed his drink and shook his head. It's true that men shouldn't spend too much time with women. In an environment dominated by women, they tend to be more unrestrained while men subconsciously become more reserved. Even someone as gentle as Gan Yu could be teased by him.

If it were just the two of them in a one-on-one situation, Gan Yu might not dare to approach his wife, the future crown prince.

“That reasoning makes sense, but I can still refute it.” Shen Liang continued the topic, “If that was my own knowledge but I selectively transferred it, then please tell me, Sister Gan Yu, where in the entire Teyvat continent could the term ‘dopaphenol’ be found? How did I discover information that doesn’t exist in the entire Teyvat?”

Gan Yu didn't understand what he was saying at all. Suddenly, a strange and awkward pronunciation came up and he asked her what it was... "Chop eight parts?" Eight parts what? Eight parts of minced meat without any fat on it?

Shen Liang fell silent upon seeing her confused expression.

--really.

—Mistelin Schariac's "hysteria" is not that simple.

Shen Liang drank another cup of yellow wine.

Perhaps seeing the pretty young woman drinking alone looking so lonely, Gan Yu hesitated for a while before finally mustering her courage: "Forget it, it's really not very interesting to accompany Liang Jun to a social event without drinking. After all, I'm Liang Jun's sworn sister since childhood. This is a one-time exception. Liang Jun can't let Gan Yu make an exception again in the future."

Shen Liang subconsciously stopped him, "Wait, you still have to go back later, it's not convenient to be drunk."

Gan Yu smiled slightly, "Yes, so please give me the key, Liang Jun."

Rosalyn immediately perked up and jumped off the sofa. "Wait, let's get this straight. What does Senior Gan Yu want Liang'er's key for? You're not thinking of sleeping in Liang'er's room while you're drunk, are you? Hey, hey, hey, that won't do, absolutely not! I've never slept in his room before!"

Seeing her anxious expression, Gan Yu said, "No, it's just that this courtyard isn't just for the two of you. The two of you live on the second floor, and the dormitory suite on the first floor also requires a key to the courtyard."

"You mean you..."

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been back to Jigong. Everyone has forgotten that I’m also a student. Although I still have the key to the room, the key to the outer courtyard gate must have been changed long ago. Please give me the key so I can make a copy.” Gan Yu said softly. “Miss Rosalin, I live downstairs.”

These words immediately cheered Rosalind.

"Then we're actually roommates! You can come up to our second floor anytime. The first floor has been deserted for so many years, it's so quiet. We can warm ourselves by the fire here!"

"Yes, it is indeed very pleasant."

Shen Liang held his wine glass, thought for a moment, and then realized why Gan Yu had come back with him so naturally—they really were going the same way. Given Gan Yu's habits, she wouldn't necessarily ask Shen Liang, whom she had just reunited with, for a meal; it turned out they were essentially roommates.

"What about the other roommate? Don't tell me it's Sister Fanan, it's too much of a coincidence and I'll suspect that Jigong arranged it on purpose," Shen Liang asked.

“Well… actually, as an immortal, this entire courtyard was originally for my student days. I didn’t have any roommates. Back then, A-Ping, Fanan, and Yingda would all come. We, the first students, were like sisters.” Gan Yu looked at everything in the room with nostalgic eyes. “Later, everyone left school, and of course, these dormitories couldn’t all be kept. They’re usually occupied. I came back this year, and they just let me stay here temporarily. My roommate… I heard, is also an international student.”

"Oh, this little courtyard is the dormitory for international students, right?"

"It's best to group similar people together for easier management."

"So, the international student will live with Sister Gan Yu?" Shen Liang gently tugged at her hand. Gan Yu turned her head and saw the boy blink his bright red eyes. "If you're not used to it, or if you feel uncomfortable because the other person is a boy, you can come and stay with me."

Gan Yu was taken aback, and her heart immediately felt warm.

But Liangjun, even your sincere expression won't do. Have you almost forgotten that you're a boy too?

“But the beds are all taken, so Sister Gan Yu has to sleep on the floor,” Shen Liang added. “Or she can transform into a Qilin.”

"Huh? It turned into a Qilin... what happened?"

"Then the three of us can sleep in Sister Ganyu's fluffy fur, it's okay," Shen Liang said expectantly.

Yae no Miko jumped up and bit her brother's neck hard. "Brother, you idiot! You're thinking of turning girls into animal forms and riding them again, aren't you!"

"I already told you, you can only bite my neck when you're in fox form!"

Enraged, Shen Liang and Yae no Miko began fighting mercilessly on the sofa, while the general, who had remained silent the entire time, didn't even lift his eyelids, continuing to drink his pear soup.

After resting, Shen Liang went to bed with her little idiot. Gan Yu and Rosalin were still sitting in the living room when Rosalin brought over a ball of yarn and a long needle.

Gan Yu glanced at her and smiled, "Miss Rosalyn seems a little unfamiliar with this?"

"Yeah, I only learned it when I got to Liyue. I saw a lot of my female classmates knitting this even though it's winter." Rosalyn clumsily picked at the yarn, trying to recall the steps her seniors had taught her. "They said to knit the sleeves first and then the body."

"Knitting a sweater?"

“And scarves, um, and hats.” Rosalyn’s hands gradually became more skilled. She wasn’t some pampered young lady who never lifted a finger, so she picked up this kind of craft very quickly. “I’ll start practicing now, and I’ll probably finish knitting it by the time the weather gets coldest.”

"Miss Rosalyn, is there anyone you want to give this to? It looks like this style isn't for yourself." Gan Yu chatted with her casually, though it wasn't really casual conversation; it was more like trying to get closer to her future roommate.

Others may not know, but Gan Yu herself knows that she may have to stay here for quite some time. For this reason, she rarely asked Qi Xing for leave, and handed over Yue Haiting's work to others, just to... deal with Shen Liang.

Rosalyn was also someone he spent a long time with.

“Give it to…” Rosalyn hesitated for a moment.

"Liang Jun?" Gan Yu smiled.

"No, it's for a good friend of mine, a good friend of Mondstadt, Rustan. Hmm, Senior Ganyu, you've heard of the young wolf knights of the Knights of Favonius, haven't you?"

Seeing Rosalyn's face slightly flushed, Gan Yu blinked before realizing, "Ah, is he Miss Rosalyn's lover?"

"We can't be considered lovers yet! We'll talk about it when he musters the courage to confirm our relationship!" Rosalind said angrily. "I thought that since he traveled all the way from Sumeru to Liyue, he must have something to say, but he didn't say a word. I'm so angry! Humph, I don't want to knit for him anymore!"

"Are you angry?" Gan Yu didn't quite understand the emotional logic of mortals and found it hard to comprehend. It seemed like a mutual affection situation. If the other person didn't confess, wouldn't you confess too? If neither of you confessed, wouldn't that just mean it wasn't the right time yet? Why would you be angry?

Why would someone knit a sweater for another person when they're angry?

"I want to hook up with him, to prove I'm the best girlfriend. Once I knit him a sweater, he'll know how good I am, and he'll regret not grabbing me when we met," Rosalin said awkwardly. "It'll make him think about me and toss and turn, but every time he thinks of me, he'll remember I've been in Jigong for years! Humph, he'll learn his lesson!"

"You two have such a good relationship." Gan Yu looked at her with warm eyes.

Rosalyn sighed.

“Relationships need maintenance, you know. I’m scared too. When I’m not around, Rustan is handsome and capable. In such a developed city-state as Mondstadt, he certainly doesn’t lack women. If he wanted, he could change women every day. What if I don’t try to maintain this relationship? What if he suddenly realizes something and abandons me?” Rosalind raised her needle. “He doesn’t need to take responsibility for me right now.”

At this moment, Gan Yu subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Shen Liang's bedroom.

Her hearing was excellent; as an immortal, she could even hear the sounds of the three little ones playing in the room if she concentrated. They were all quite young, and it was normal for them to have a pillow fight before going to sleep. Then the noise finally stopped, and the sounds of soft rustling of clothes and murmured whispers increased.

"The usual bedtime snack?" Gan Yu thought to herself when she heard this, "They eat so much for dinner, why do they need a late-night snack? The little ones are really growing."

“However, Senior Gan Yu, you are right, I should indeed get one for Liang’er.”

Chapter Sixty-Six: Discovering a Problem (This chapter is refreshed) The world is murky and cannot be discussed with such profound wisdom.

The two started chatting and the conversation drifted off into more general topics.

"So, that Mr. Rustan... is a very capable person?" Gan Yu asked.

"It depends on who you compare him to. In the eyes of you immortals, he's probably just an ordinary mortal, but in the eyes of ordinary people, and in my eyes, he's already a very powerful figure. Most importantly, like me, he doesn't come from a particularly noble background."

"Immortals? Immortals do not belittle the efforts of mortals. On the contrary, we value those who have reached this point solely through their own will. The great heroes of the Knights in the eyes of you Mondstadt people, and the various extraordinary individuals recorded in our Liyue history books, all inspire our respect for those of us who rely on our race for strength."

"Don't the people of Liyue care about the class difference between nobles and ordinary people?"

"If Miss Rosalyn insists on asking this question, it's not that I don't care. It's just that... since ancient times, our Liyue has been a nation where the Emperor established trust and contracts by cutting down peaks. The most prosperous industry is commerce. Those who can control the flow of finance are the most honorable people in Liyue. However, as times change, these people often cannot exist in certain families or forces. They always rise from the bottom generation to the top."

"The tip of a blade of grass?"

“There’s an idiom in Liyue that says the wind initially just hovers over the grass, but eventually becomes a howling and fierce gale. It describes how truly powerful influence always originates from the most imperceptible places, and the same is true for people,” Gan Yu said. “Opportunities in a commercial nation change in an instant, and those in power are never from the same faction. Today it’s weaving mats and selling shoes, tomorrow it’s butchering meat on the street, and perhaps the day after tomorrow it’s some little secretary in Moonsea Pavilion who has sniffed out a business opportunity.”

"As the leaders of the Liyue Seven Stars, won't they pass on their power and factions through family inheritance? That way, they can control a part of Liyue for generations with their enormous power and money."

"If someone really wants to manipulate power and money and pass it down from generation to generation..." Gan Yu's voice was very soft, but it revealed a resolute determination that even carried a hint of coldness, "I will not agree to it, nor will the immortals of Jueyun who protect Liyue Harbor."

If Shen Liang were here, he would definitely applaud.

Wealth cannot be inherited, power cannot be inherited, and all the ambitions you have displayed and the networks of influence you have left behind are not to be passed on to your children.

Using the power of immortals who transcend the mortal world, this Matthew effect is forcibly eradicated.

The so-called Matthew effect means that the rich get richer and the poor get poorer. This is an easy-to-understand principle. The rich have broad knowledge, abundant resources, extensive networks, and strong risk resistance, so they can only accumulate wealth more easily than the poor. If no one actively regulates the gap between the rich and the poor, it will definitely continue to widen, and good things will only concentrate in the hands of the rich.

The Matthew effect is applied across various industries. For example, good students receive recognition and praise from everyone, have the best seats, and are surrounded by the best students. Poor students sit in the last row, while the students around them are idle, fighting, smoking, and drinking.