I live a slow life in Genshin Impact

"what?"

Xiangling didn't understand what Feng Luo said, and felt a little puzzled: "What?"

"......nothing."

After Feng Luo finished speaking, a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head with a self-deprecating smile: "It was a long, long time ago."

Yes, it’s been a long, long time.

It was so long that I didn’t know it had spanned millions of unfamiliar light years.

The night breeze brought the spicy aroma. Everyone gathered around the table to eat hot pot, talking and laughing loudly from time to time. This lively scene was very similar to the scene in my memory.

Can I go back?

Even if the previous life was dull and boring, the simple memory contains only thin memories.

But these memories are like countless ordinary afternoons on campus. Looking back, they are small beautiful moments that can never be returned.

"So spicy! So delicious!"

“Huhaha—Huhaha—!”

Paimeng's face turned red from the spiciness. He drank water frantically to relieve the spiciness, then continued to use chopsticks to pick up food and eat it.

Ying, who was standing next to him, had a helpless and doting expression on her face as she wiped the chili oil off the corners of Paimeng's mouth with a tissue.

"Paimon, if it's too spicy, let's go to the shabu-shabu hotpot."

"No, it can't be wasted!"

Paimon shook his head like a puppy: "I'm still okay! Ying, why don't you eat with us?"

"I...I can't eat spicy food."

Ying looked at the boiling red oil, smelled the spicy aroma, shook her head and decided to eat Xiangling's mixed fried rice.

She had travel experience and knew what would happen the next day after eating so much chili the day before...

Originally, Ying wanted to persuade Paimeng, but seeing the little guy eating so happily, she didn't say much.

Let time give the answer...

"puff!"

Feng Luo was watching from the side and couldn't help laughing, when he suddenly heard Ajiu's voice coming from the other side.

"Mr. Yun, you see, the so-called opera is just like the hot pot in front of us. Although they are different stories, as long as they are all brought together in the form of opera, they can become a delicious dish that people like, right?"

"Sister Ajiu... who did you learn those words from? Let's just enjoy our food and not talk about that for now."

Yun Jin was a little confused by Ajiu. She originally thought that this little sister was just speaking childishly, but she didn't expect that she was serious!

He said a lot of things in a serious manner, and his temper was as stubborn as a rock. No matter how she explained, he insisted on giving it a try.

"No, eating and talking won't interfere with each other. I used to talk to my good friend like that, eating and chatting at the same time."

Your good friend?

Yun Jin's mind flashed with an image of two little kids, a boy and a girl, squatting on the ground, eating snacks and chatting about everything under the sun.

"Anyway! I'll write a story for you later. Can you help me turn it into a drama?"

"this..."

Yun Jin looked embarrassed. She felt that it was a little inappropriate to refuse again and again.

But if I really agree to it, it would be even more inappropriate!

"Don't make things difficult for others!"

Fortunately, Feng Luo came over at this time and gave Ajiu a small slap, causing her to scream and cover her head. She glared at Feng Luo: "I'm talking to Mr. Yun, why are you butting in?"

There is a bit of the atmosphere that children are not allowed to interrupt when adults are talking.

"Excuse me, Mr. Yun, I'll take her to have a chat first."

"I have nothing to talk to you about! I want to talk to Mr. Yun! Why are you pulling my arm? Let go! Is there anyone who can help? Mr. Yun, save me—"

Ajiu's resistance was unsuccessful and he was finally dragged away by Feng Luo. Seeing Feng Luo leaving, Shen He followed him.

Yun Jin covered his head and let out an inaudible sigh of relief.

"Haha~ Yunjin!"

Xiangling came over with a plate of fried rice: "Come and try this. Although Fengluo's hot pot is delicious, it's still too spicy for you."

After all, Yunjin is an opera singer and needs to take good care of her voice, so she can't eat anything too spicy.

Xiangling also knew this, so she specially prepared a plate of delicious fried rice for her.

"Thank you, Xiangling~ Wow, these are all my favorites!"

Only in front of her good friend did Yun Jin truly return to her little girl appearance.

It was not until this time that it became clear that she was actually just a teenage girl.

"Hehe~ It's a pity that Xin Yan is going to Fontaine to study music now, otherwise the three of us could have a small gathering."

"Yes, I am also looking forward to her learning some new elements. By the way, Xiangling, Mr. Feng Luo..."

"Hehe~ Are you interested in him? Let me tell you..."

The girl's whispers, like the bright moonlight, are quietly covered by light clouds and then carried away by the night wind.

"Don't do this next time, got it?"

Feng Luo touched the aggrieved Ajiu and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Humph!"

Ajiu was angry but dared not say anything. He could only snort coldly, then turned his head and ignored Feng Luo.

"Ugh."

Feng Luo was a little overwhelmed, so he could only exchange glances with Shen He next to him.

It’s up to you, Shen He!

?

Shen He tilted his head, not quite understanding what Feng Luo meant.

"Let's go! Shen He, ignore this bad guy!"

She didn't understand, but Ajiu was very good at reading people's expressions, so she angrily pulled Shen He away.

"Leave him here alone in the cold wind!"

?

Shen He didn't understand, but in her mind, Ajiu was also a friend, and Feng Luo didn't object, so the two of them left.

"call--"

Feng Luo let out a long breath, scratched his head helplessly, then turned to look at the towering mountain top!

In the moonlight, a small figure was standing there.

"Xiao, when did you come?"

"I just got here a short time ago."

The sound came from far away and gradually got closer. In almost an instant, Xiao appeared in front of Feng Luo.

Such incredible speed... worthy of being the Golden-winged Roc!

Feng Luo felt emotional.

When he was about to say something, Xiao spoke first.

"You guys are going to Inazuma?"

"Yes."

"When?"

"It should be tomorrow."

"..."

Silence, a long silence.

Xiao is used to parting, and he has experienced more painful parting scenes than this, but he doesn't know how to say it.

Seeing his silence, Feng Luo could guess something.

"Did you come here just to say goodbye to me?"

"Not at all."

"Then...are there any other reasons?"

"Emperor, Mr. Zhongli asked me to ask you what ingredients and methods are needed for this dish called hot pot."

"Ah this..."

Feng Luo scratched his head: "Why doesn't he ask himself?"

"I don't know, but the Emperor must have a deep meaning for doing this, right?"

I guess the deep meaning is that you should say goodbye to us before we leave...

Feng Luo guessed in his heart.

"Okay, now that you've asked, I'm leaving."

Xiao waved goodbye and left in a flash. Feng Luo did not try to keep him.

He knew that Xiao didn't want to come to crowded places. Although his karma had been cleared now, the habits he had developed over a long period of time were not so easy to change.

Zhongli's arrangement seems inexplicable, but there is indeed some deep meaning behind it...

Feng Luo looked towards the direction of Liyue Harbor. In the deep night, Liyue Harbor with its thousands of lights was so bright and conspicuous.