Genshin Impact: One Hundred Confessions? Just a System Task

Tonight, I will definitely be the brightest star.

I sing only for you.

Several hours later, the night gently enveloped Mondstadt. The temporary stage in the center of Aeolus Square was already brightly lit, and the crowd was bustling with anticipation and joy.

Yi Chen searched for his seat according to the information on his ticket, his heart filled with excitement. Just as he was looking around, he caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure standing not far away.

The person stood in a slightly dark corner, seemingly deliberately avoiding bright light.

She wore an inconspicuous dark dress, a hat with a slightly wide brim, a few strands of golden hair slung out from under the brim, and a pair of non-prescription glasses that covered half of her face.

But Yi Chen's gaze was incredibly sharp, and besides, he was already intimately familiar with that figure.

His eyes lit up, and a delighted smile immediately spread across his face. Like a large dog that had found a bone, he darted over silently and gently patted the man's shoulder from behind.

The person being photographed visibly stiffened for a moment, then turned around in a flustered manner.

Beneath the brim of her hat, Qin's face was filled with surprise and a hint of embarrassment at being caught out.

She never expected that her "disguise" would be seen through at a glance, especially by Yi Chen!

Almost instinctively, she quickly reached out and covered Yichen's mouth before he could say the next word. With her other hand, she raised her index finger to her lips and made a very soft shushing sound: "Shh—!"

Her cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes held a pleading look, and she spoke in a low voice.

"Don't...don't make a sound."

Yi Chen blinked his innocent eyes as she covered his mouth, then immediately nodded obediently to show that he understood.

Qin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and somewhat embarrassedly let go of his hand. She subconsciously adjusted her glasses, trying to maintain the last bit of "pretense".

Yi Chen lowered his voice, leaned closer, and curiously examined Qin's unusual attire, a happy smile spreading across his face.

"You like going to concerts too? I never expected to run into you here!"

Qin remained silent for a moment.

She couldn't very well say that she had heard her sister was going to have a concert and that since the Knights were free tonight, she had secretly stepped down as the leader and wanted to support Barbara as an ordinary older sister, could she?

Considering that Yichen's single-minded thinking might not be able to understand the complex and subtle relationship between the sisters for a while, Qin simply nodded and agreed with him, her voice soft.

"Hmm... I sometimes like to listen to music. Just to relax."

"That's great!"

Yi Chen's smile grew even brighter, as if he had found a like-minded companion.

"Shall we go in together? My seat is right in the front!"

Looking at Yichen's pure and happy smile, Qin felt a little embarrassed by being caught in the act, and instead felt a strange sense of relaxation.

She nodded slightly: "Okay."

The two followed the flow of people to the seating area.

However, when Yichen found his seat number and looked at the empty seat next to him, he blinked in surprise and then looked down to check the ticket stub in Qin's hand.

"Huh? Qin, your seat... is right next to mine?!"

Yi Chen's voice was filled with a sense of delighted coincidence.

"What a coincidence! We are so destined to meet!"

Qin was slightly taken aback when she saw the two adjacent seat numbers.

This is indeed... a coincidence that is somewhat unexpected.

She originally just wanted to quietly sit in an inconspicuous spot in the back row...

Unbeknownst to her, this seemingly coincidental arrangement might have been orchestrated by an unnamed cavalry captain who, in distributing "internal friendly complimentary tickets," used a small amount of "authority" and "insight."

But at this moment, looking at Yichen's innocent and happy expression that said "we're so lucky," Qin could only attribute this coincidence to fate.

She suppressed a strange feeling in her heart, nodded, and sat down in the seat next to Yi Chen.

As the lights dimmed, the spotlight on the stage became the focus.

The noisy crowd gradually quieted down, filled with expectant whispers.

Yi Chen sat up straight excitedly, his eyes fixed intently on the stage.

Qin sat beside him, but her gaze under the brim of her hat seemed somewhat unfocused.

She could clearly feel the warmth emanating from the young man beside her and his undisguised expectation.

A subtle and tranquil atmosphere quietly flowed between the two of them.

It was as if they were no longer the acting leader and his subordinate, but just two ordinary friends who happened to be sitting next to each other and came to enjoy the music together.

This feeling was unfamiliar to Qin, yet...not unpleasant.

Chapter 41 Unattainable Love

On stage, the lights shone brightly, and the melodious singing filled the air. Barbara poured her heart and soul into her performance, offering her sweetest smile and most moving voice to every audience member.

Her gaze swept across the front row, searching for the figure who had said he would applaud her enthusiastically.

In the center of the first row, Mr. Yichen sat there, listening intently, with the familiar, sunny smile on his face.

A warm feeling welled up in Barbara's heart, and she sang with even more emotion.

However, the next second, her gaze inadvertently fell on the woman next to Yi Chen.

The woman was wearing a hat and had her face turned to the side, seemingly trying to keep a low profile.

But Barbara knew her all too well—it was her sister, Jean!

Yi Chen turned his head slightly, leaned close to Qin's ear, and seemed to whisper something.

Qin's profile softened instantly, and the corners of her mouth even turned up slightly, almost imperceptibly, as she responded in a low voice.

The natural intimacy between the two, the unspoken understanding... appeared particularly dazzling under the stage lights.

Barbara nearly sang a wrong syllable in the lyrics, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly.

She had heard of the legendary "Yichen's Hundred-Day Confession" that had spread throughout the Knights of Favonius; she'd heard that he'd even transformed Mondstadt into a city of flowers just to confess his love to her sister…

Although it seemed to fizzle out later, everyone assumed Yichen had been rejected…

But now, the way they sit together, so close, whispering and smiling at each other… how similar they look to the couples in the audience snuggling together listening to her sing!

So that's how it is...

A cold, chilling thought suddenly struck Barbara's mind.

It didn't just end there...

Did it turn into... a secret relationship?

That's why my sister came here so carefully, disguised as someone...

So, is Mr. Yichen so excited about this concert because he knew his sister would be there?

So… his encouraging words this morning, those “singing for me alone” that made her heart race… perhaps… weren’t what she understood them to mean?

Perhaps... he was just encouraging his sister as her brother-in-law?

A wave of immense disappointment and sorrow overwhelmed Barbara instantly.

She felt as if something was blocking her throat, and her originally light and sweet singing voice was involuntarily tinged with a barely perceptible sob and bitterness.

The stage lights became dazzling, and the cheers from the audience seemed to be muffled through a thick layer of glass.

Her gaze remained focused on maintaining a professional smile, following the camera, but it couldn't help drifting towards the "perfect couple" in the front row time and time again.

Each time I look at it, it feels like my heart is being pricked by a tiny needle.

What she considered special may never have been unique.

The faint hope she secretly cherished, which she dared not even utter aloud, was destined to remain unspoken from the very beginning.

She was singing a cheerful song about anticipation and encounters, but at this moment, every note seemed to mock her own actions.

"I knew it all along... The first person he ever saw was never me..."

"It was clearly just... wishful thinking on my part..."

Barbara sang with all her might, desperately suppressing all her emotions under a perfect smile and professional singing voice. Only the most observant person might be able to glimpse a clue from the slightly trembling ending notes and the occasional moist corners of her eyes.

She swallowed back the unspoken words, "For you," silently and with difficulty, transforming them into a more forceful yet more solitary song.

Is this... an unattainable love?

It's really...so painful.

The atmosphere of the concert gradually reached its climax.

Barbara stood in the center of the stage, bathed in light, singing a lyrical song about hopeless waiting and unspoken feelings.

Every word and phrase of the lyrics seemed to be a true reflection of her inner self, and every note struck heavily on her own heartstrings.

When she sang the most emotional part, the line "Why does your gaze always fall on the distant horizon, yet you never see that I am already in tears beside you," brought forth a flood of pent-up grievances, bitterness, and unspoken feelings, instantly overwhelming Barbara's carefully constructed defenses.

A crystal tear, without warning, slid down her cheek, across her perfectly smiling face, and refracted a shattered light under the dazzling stage lights.

Then, a second, a third… tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, like pearls from a broken string.

Her singing continued, and it became even more poignant and moving because of the genuine sorrow she poured into it.

The audience was silent at first, then burst into even more enthusiastic applause and cheers. Many people were deeply moved by this "genuine" performance, and some even wiped away tears.

Yi Chen clapped along, his face full of amazement. He leaned closer to the zither and sighed softly.

"Barbara is so professional! The tears just flowed so easily! Her emotions were so on point! How long must she have practiced like that!"

He attributed this amazing scene entirely to Barbara's professionalism as an idol.

However, as the song progressed, Barbara's tears showed no signs of stopping; on the contrary, they seemed to be flowing even more profusely.

Her gaze occasionally swept across the audience, and the sadness and loss in her eyes were almost overflowing, beyond what acting could convey.

The admiration on Yi Chen's face gradually turned into doubt and worry.

He frowned slightly, leaned forward unconsciously, and muttered to himself.

"Something's not right... Even if it's a performance... this..."

He sensed something was amiss; Barbara's emotions seemed far too real and intense.

But his emotionally insensitive nerves simply couldn't connect to the right answer.

Why is Barbara crying so sadly?

Chapter 42 Super Excitement and Ecstasy

Just as Yi Chen was completely baffled, Qin, who was beside him, had seen everything.

Especially... Barbara's gaze, which repeatedly and uncontrollably drifted in their direction... the complex emotions contained in that gaze.

Admiration, disappointment, resentment, and the fleeting sting of pain when I saw her whispering with Yichen…

All the clues instantly connected in Qin's mind, forming a clear yet frustrating answer.

I see……

Is that how it is...?

Qin sighed softly, a complex emotion welling up inside her.

There was an understanding of her younger sister's feelings, a slight bitterness, but more than anything, there was a sense of pity and... concession from the older sister.

She glanced at Yi Chen beside her, who was still agonizing over "why Barbara was crying." This guy, as bright as sunshine but terribly oblivious to matters of the heart, would probably never realize the weight of her feelings.

Qin's gaze fell once more on the figure of her younger sister on the stage, tears streaming down her face as she continued to sing with all her might.

She couldn't stay here any longer.

For Barbara, every extra second she stayed was perhaps an extra moment of torment.

Just as the music ended and the applause thundered, Qin turned slightly to the side and gently patted Yichen's shoulder.

Yi Chen turned his head in confusion: "Hmm? A zither?"

Qin's face had returned to its usual calm, but her eyes held a slightly complicated expression, and she lowered her voice.