Travel through Teyvat and spend your life with Linghua

The festival had not yet ended. After hanging up the ema, the two of them quietly left Ganjin Island.

On the way back, Linghua held the three-colored dumplings in her hands, eating them while explaining things. A hint of guilt flashed in her eyes.

Xin Yang's voice was slightly low: "What's past is past. It's mainly because the fortune I just drew was not good, and you disappeared without any signs. I was afraid of you..."

Linghua gently raised her hand to stop Xinyang from continuing. The smile on her face became more brilliant, but this smile made Xinyang even more puzzled.

"This is a serious matter, and you're still laughing." Xinyang's tone was filled with a hint of doubt.

"You know? I've been looking for someone." Linghua's eyes softened, as if she was recalling something beautiful.

Xinyang asked tentatively, "Who? Have you found him?" Curiosity welled up in his heart, and he didn't know who the person Linghua was talking about was.

Linghua nodded, a hint of joy in her voice: "Yeah, I found it." There was a gleam in her eyes, as if she had found the most important person in her life.

"For so long, I have shut myself away in a small world, focusing solely on the art of kendo, tea, and shogi. Even my teachers have said, 'Whether it's the art of tea, kendo, or shogi, Linghua has mastered all the arts. She is a noble lady, a master of both civil and military skills, with unparalleled grace. As a teacher, I am deeply delighted to be able to teach such a student.' Yet, deep down, do I truly have no regrets?"

Linghua paused, lost in recollection. "The heart of tea, the pursuit of a righteous heart of peace, respect, tranquility, and tranquility; the heart of sword, the sharpening of a martial heart; the heart of chess, the cultivation of a wise heart that assesses the situation. But these are all 'her heart'. I also have a heart that treats friends with sincerity. I always firmly believe that there will be a true friend in this world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me as an equal."

"That person will definitely not just see me as the eldest daughter of the "Shefuxing" or the high and mighty "White Egret Princess", but will be able to see through my identity and status and see my true self. He will not be bound by those cumbersome etiquette and noble status, but will be able to be honest with me and understand my inner world.

I hope he can still understand all kinds of knowledge and have seen all kinds of strange things. When I feel bored or eager to explore new things, he can tell me those interesting stories and open a window to the unknown for me.

However, in my long search, I still couldn't find such a person. Countless nights, I was alone and lost in thought. Could such a person really be just my fantasy? I began to question whether my expectations were too unrealistic.

Until you appeared, like a bright light suddenly piercing the dark night sky. At that moment, I suddenly realized that the person I had been looking for had come to me.

There was a gleam in Linghua's eyes, a gleam of anticipation and joy.

"Would you like to be my friend?"

Xinyang stretched out a finger and shook it gently, with a happy smile on his face: "Being just friends is not enough, we will be husband and wife in the future." His eyes were full of tenderness and determination, as if he had already seen the beauty of the future.

Linghua's face flushed crimson. She lowered her head shyly, fiddling with the hem of her clothes. "Who...who wants to marry you? You...you're so..." Her voice trailed off, almost inaudible.

"If you really don't have any feelings for me, then why did you feel jealous for a whole day when you mistakenly thought that the heroine in the novel was not you?" Xinyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile.

Linghua clutched her flushed cheeks tightly in her hands, her heart racing as if it were about to burst out of her throat. "Who… I… I didn't, I… I just…" Her incoherent speech betrayed her embarrassment. At that moment, she was like a child whose secrets had been exposed, adorable yet heartbreaking.

Seeing this, Xin Yang smiled even more happily. "Hahaha, Linghua, I like you. This will never change. I will definitely stay with you forever."

Linghua slowly lowered her hands. "Thank you. I'm really happy today."

When passing by Konda Village, I accidentally heard an old song coming from an old house.

Xin Yang wondered, "Why are there still people staying in the village during the festival?"

Linghua quickly touched Xinyang's lips and hushed him, "Keep your voice down. The person living in the house is a childless old widow. I've seen her singing on the street before."

"If you're just singing for money, why don't you go to the festival? There's obviously more people there."

Linghua rolled her eyes at Xinyang and said, "This mother-in-law is blind, so she has difficulty moving around. How can she go to the festival?"

Inside, the old man, his fingers as bony as dead wood, gently plucked the strings of the xylophone, and it emanated a melodious sound like flowing water. Yet, the tune and song were outdated, as if forgotten by time. This blind old man, in his pursuit of the eternal realm, had long been left far behind, and his life was exceedingly difficult.

Perhaps because of her exceptionally sensitive ears, the old woman noticed someone was talking. She asked who was outside the door, her tone revealing a hint of doubt and caution.

Linghua didn't want to bother the old man, so she quickly said, "Hello, we're from the neighborhood. We wanted to go to the festival, but we got lost and ended up here by mistake."

Out of kindness, Linghua and Xinyang, who concealed their identities, decided to chat with the old man for a while. Xinyang's social nature came into play at this time, and he enthusiastically chatted with the old man.

The old man treated them as ordinary children, patiently explaining how to make and play the xylophone, and generously shared his collection of tea with them.

Compared to the finest teas that the Kamisato family always had on hand, these teas seemed rough and unadorned, almost grass-roots. However, Linghua accepted them with great care and thanked the old man repeatedly.

After leaving, Linghua was filled with emotion: "We need to strengthen the work our community is doing. There must be many elderly people like this who have almost no motivation to live."

Xin Yang also agreed, "Well, from now on, let's go visit her every once in a while. We can also use the name of a nearby resident and bring her some daily necessities for ordinary people when we go."

Linghua readily agreed.