Honkai Impact, starting by entering Kallen's body

"Xin, don't you think it's beautiful? This snow seems to be the first snow I've seen in a hundred years." Chi Yuan reached out and carefully cupped the snowflakes in her hands.

When the cold snowflakes melted quickly in her warm palm, just like her life, it seemed to announce the final outcome.

"Beautiful, but Chiyuan, it snows in the summer, doesn't it?"

"Hmm, maybe fate is playing a joke on us?" The usually serious Chi Yuan laughed like a little girl, her voice even becoming soft.

No matter the time, no matter how angry I am, as long as I chat with him, my lonely and uneasy heart can calm down.

Like hearing familiar folk songs from my hometown, the gentle sunshine warms my heart.

Despite being terrified just now, Chi Yuan smiled with relief after hearing Su Xin's voice.

She never imagined that she could playfully joke with Su Xin, bringing up his embarrassing past and making him feel awkward.

Like Chi Yuan, she'll hold onto this matter for the rest of her life!

Because life is so short, it's about to end.

If I could live another year, even just one more day, I would love it. There are so many things I want to say, so many things I want to do with him.

Even if he had to go to a brothel again, he wouldn't, as long as he could live one more day, one more day!

But, is that even possible?

Time, the enemy

I don't want to forget, nor do I want to be forgotten. I can't go on living; I'm about to die.

I like you, remember me.

The intermittent sound of the red kite gradually disappeared into the hazy clouds, and snowflakes fell to the ground, painting the white, silver-clad earth into a vibrant scene.

With her death, her memories are gone forever.

At the foot of Mount Taixu, the red kite was shrouded in white and red, its body surrounded by golden light.

Those rays of light seemed to be engraved with ancient clockwork, seeping little by little into the wounds of the Crimson Kite, as if whispering gentle admonitions—

One day is fine, but greedy child.

Her hundred years of memories have come to an end. Although her body is not completely dead, her memories are gone. If you reset her time to one day ago, she will die in a day.

Does it make sense?

Who knows? I don't understand the meaning of "fallen leaves returning to their roots" either; I just want to fulfill her wish.

As Su Xin watched Chi Yuan's body gradually return to what it was a day earlier, a satisfied smile involuntarily appeared on her face.

Your century-long efforts have once again come to naught. Foolish! No matter how hard you try, you can't salvage a single day.

But did you hear her last words? She desperately wanted just one more day.

It's a matter of inability to do something, or a matter of attitude to choose not to do something that is capable.

I love her, so I will always remember her.

No, you won't remember. As a price, you'll lose a segment of your memory. When you look back later, you won't remember her jumping off Sky Peak. Now, everything you've done will seem like it never happened. I think you're an idiot.

Well, actually I think it's silly too.

So what will you do?

Whether it's worth it or not is one thing, whether you're willing to do it or not is another. Most of the time, we focus too much on whether it's worth it and ignore whether we're willing to do it or not.

I am willing, so I will do it, regardless of the reward or the cost.

Fine, since you're going to forget anyway, it doesn't matter if I have a little more. In your only reincarnation, relying on your memories, everything will be altered into a parallel world. No matter how much you like it, when you meet again, you'll treat the other person like a stranger.

Because you are only human, you cannot bear so much.

Okay, that's all.

Goodbye, may the future witness this moment of you.

The next day, Chi Yuan woke up under the phoenix tree on Mount Taixu, and several red and white withered leaves fell from the tree.

Unaware of anything amiss, Chi Yuan blurted out—

"Xin, what is the meaning of 'returning to one's roots' for you?"

"Huh? Do I want to say something? Xin, what's the meaning of 'returning to one's roots'?"

"Xin? Are you there? Are you there?"

Warm tears fall onto withered leaves, and are buried with them on the earth tonight.

In reality, Su Xin, on her deathbed, sat up in shock, clutching her forehead: "I took a nap, had such a long dream... wait, I dreamt of? I can't remember."

Chapter 73 Double Water Magic

When I wake up, I fear it was all a dream; I will have forgotten my past and where my home is.

Su Xin felt a chill run down her back, a cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her head felt a little dizzy, as if she had exhausted her mental energy.

But logically, someone with a strong soul shouldn't feel this exhausted; it seems I was just dreaming.

Su Xin tried hard to recall the dream she had just had, but unfortunately, she couldn't remember it for a long time.

Like drawing an ordinary sword blade to slash at flowing water, it leaves no trace, and you miss your target.

"This feeling is absolutely terrible."

Su Xin barely had the strength to open her eyes. Although she had just slept, it felt like she had been up for three days and three nights. Now, if she lay down, she could fall asleep immediately without any doubt.

"I felt dizzy, and it took me a long, long time to think about it. I played on my phone for hours while on the bus, and as a result, I had no energy all day after I got off the bus. All I wanted to do was vomit."

Su Xin murmured, then lay down again, covering her nose with the blanket, leaving only half of her head exposed, her golden eyes slightly narrowed as she stared at the ceiling.

There's nothing you can do if you can't figure it out. After all, it's a dream. Sometimes, even if the content of a dream is very real, vivid, and unforgettable, you only have the corresponding feeling when you wake up, but no memory of it.

"Headache. Let me sort out my thoughts. I saved Karen when she jumped off the cliff, and then fell and got injured in her place. A year has passed, it feels so short and long."

Su Xin paused, then continued, "Karen, I remember when I entered her body? 13? I don't remember. Ugh, my head hurts from that nap. I can't take it anymore, I need to go back to sleep!"

Because her brain is so tired, Su Xin has no energy at all. She took a nap to make herself energetic in the afternoon, but now she feels even more tired.

Su Xin quickly fell into a deep sleep, curled up on her side like a cat lacking a sense of security.

A crisp knock came at the door, and a warm breeze blew in from outside.

Unbeknownst to her, Su Xin felt the temperature under the covers rise slightly, and a blurry figure slipped into her bed.

Because of Jianxin's alertness, Su Xin was passively awakened, but the hazy memories made her very confused.

The visitor had no intention of harming him, so Su Xin had neither the time nor the energy to care. He only vaguely caught a glimpse of her cherry-colored hair, which still carried the fresh scent of dew.

As she moved closer, Su Xin twisted her body, trying to get away and break free from the strange feeling of being bound. However, her vague consciousness could not control her body, and she only moved for a moment before stopping.

In the stillness of the night, all was quiet, and the wind and dew rustled gently.

People come at the perfect time.

Well, whatever I say below is irrelevant now, it's not important.

"Such a relationship is actually quite rare in reality. If you only happen to travel together by chance and play around, that's not friendship; it's just a form of social interaction to help strangers get by."

After a period of time, so-called friends will become strangers and grow more and more distant, eventually even unable to call each other or play together as intimately as before.

True friendship must be built on a solid foundation.

They may not fully empathize with you, but they will certainly understand each other's frustrations and pain.

Because words are pale and powerless, what a person suffering from great pain says may seem to outsiders as nothing more than insignificant whining.

A truly repressed, painful, and desperate person who wants to give up on others doesn't even have the thought of reaching their hand out of the sea.

Only by silently drowning and then suffocating.

We cannot expect someone who has drowned to call for help, to pretend not to see it, or to be dismissive or skeptical of the fact that they have drowned.

Then, they only need to accept a trivial, even unrelated, death.

But friends can see, and will definitely rush to pull the drowning person out of the dark and lightless seabed.

Every person in the world is an island, and no one can truly empathize with another.

I know you're tired, stressed, and in pain. I can't fully understand, but I empathize and am willing to stand unconditionally behind you. That's what true friends are.

hope?

She bewitches everyone, giving everything to:

Waiting for you to sacrifice many treasures

Your youth—

She abandoned you.

Despair is as illusory as hope.

Because I ultimately could not prove that only darkness and nothingness truly exist.

Amidst the desolation and bleakness, we drifted and struggled, and someone gently knocked on the door, letting dust peek out from the crack.

The system's unwarranted criticism was unbearable for Su Xin, as she had no memory of the entire period of hazy memory.

After the blurring, the busy moment: alteration.

The alteration of the content was planned both ten thousand years ago and ten thousand years in the future.

"Xin, let's be together forever, okay?" A light, almost melodious female voice rang in her ears as Yae Sakura threw her last remaining clothes out of the blanket.

"Mmm," Su Xin replied vaguely.

Upon hearing the agreement, Yae Sakura could no longer restrain herself and leaned in.

, , launched the first assault.

Clearly, Yae Sakura's intentions extend beyond this.

The memory is being continuously altered, causing immense pain that is unbearable, resulting in agonizing screams.

The weak offered no real resistance, and instead...

"cough cough"

Su Xin was so overwhelmed that she could hardly breathe, and the pain was choking her for a long and persistent time.

Every time Su Xin took a deep breath, she felt that the air didn't even enter her lungs before her mouth was quickly blocked.

My body is now as soft and weak as a lump of slime, completely unable to resist external disturbances.

"I'm sorry, I'll be gentler, Xin, I'll be gentler, it won't hurt, it won't hurt," Yae Sakura responded gently.

Her beautiful, golden eyes were also slightly misty from the cold.

A massive electric current surged through her brain, causing Su Xin's already hazy consciousness to shut down completely, leaving her delirious and disoriented.

A feeling I'd never experienced before arose in Yae Sakura's heart.

Several hours later, the sun set behind the western mountains, and the dark sky was adorned with countless glittering stars.

Su Xin slowly opened her eyes. She felt weak in her limbs, her back ached, and some private parts were slightly sore.

"Damn, my bones feel like they're going to fall apart after I slept! I guess I'm more suited to sleeping on the top bunk. I'm not used to the low bunk in the far east."

"Don't you notice a strange smell?"

Su Xin sniffed and smelled a familiar, strange scent, but faint, hidden within the rich fragrance of cherry blossoms.

The windows were fully open, and a gentle evening breeze rustled through the air. Occasionally, a few beautiful cherry blossom petals drifted into the room, adding a touch of romance.

Upon waking up, Su Xin completely forgot about her previous headache and made sure no one was around.

Surprisingly, Su Xin stood up and walked to the window, looking up at the vast starry sky, the eternal and unchanging starry sky, as brilliant as ever.

There was only one thing that Su Xin found strange: he usually sleeps with the window closed, so he should have been taking a nap just now.

Were you too sleepy to close the window?

None of that matters. The important thing is that there aren't many leisurely days left. With the help of the divine voice, her legs have recovered, and it's time to return to Karen's body.

After their journey together, it was destined to be their final journey.

The journey may be long, but it must be meaningful.

That silly girl, she wouldn't go so far as to kill herself to get back at me, would she? Hmph, it's been exactly ten years. I'm still using Kallen as the host of this body.