Travel through Teyvat and spend your life with Linghua

Linghua nodded slightly, her delicate body slowly leaning towards Xinyang. Then, she gently rested her head on Xinyang's shoulder and whispered softly, "Well, as long as you are by my side, it is enough."

Just then, a dazzling meteor streaked across the night sky. Xinyang, upon seeing this, quickly pointed in its direction and excitedly exclaimed, "Look! It's a shooting star! Make a wish!" Upon hearing Xinyang's cry, Linghua gently closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and, devoutly, silently made a beautiful and pure wish.

Like a fleeting blooming Epiphyllum, the shooting star vanished in the blink of an eye. Xinyang stared intently at Linghua's face, her closed eyes appearing even more delicate. Curious, he couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "Linghua, what exactly did you wish for? Let me guess. Perhaps it was a wish for us to be together forever?"

At this moment, Linghua's cheeks gradually turned a blush of shyness. She scolded with a hint of coquettishness, "I can't tell you this wish. If I say it out loud, it won't come true."

The two of them sat quietly on the rooftop, letting time slip by. As the night deepened and all was silent, Xinyang carefully helped Linghua to her feet and said gently, "It's getting late. Let's go get some rest. Tomorrow we should be preparing for our outing with the Son of God." Linghua nodded obediently, agreeing.

After returning to the room, the two lay on the bed, but they couldn't fall asleep. The bits and pieces of the past few days kept flashing through their minds.

After a long time, Xinyang broke the silence and said, "The place we are going to this time is the burial place of the demon god who died in Inazuma. The remnants of the demon gods there are strong and weak, and some may even have the ability to confuse people's minds like what Thomas encountered. So, in order to ensure your safety, you must follow me and the Son of God closely. If you find anything wrong, tell us immediately and don't act on your own. Promise me, okay?" His eyes were full of concern and worry.

Linghua knew Xinyang's worries were not unnecessary, so she nodded gently, expressing her understanding. "Yes, I understand. I will be with you every step of the way, and you are not allowed to act stubbornly. If you feel anything is wrong, tell me immediately. I will speak to the Palace Master."

Xin Yang's heart warmed up when he heard this. He couldn't help but stretch out his arms and hugged Ling Hua tightly. "Okay, I promise you too."

The next morning, warm sunlight streamed through the window into the room. Linghua had already woken up and eagerly got up to start packing her luggage. Xinyang, standing beside her, quickly followed suit and joined Linghua in her busy schedule.

While packing, Xinyang stumbled upon a half-finished scarf in Linghua's room. Picking it up and holding it in his hands, memories of the past surfaced in his mind. Just as Xinyang was lost in his memories, Linghua approached.

"Oh, so you took this half of the scarf. I thought it was lost! I originally planned to give it to you as a birthday present, but I didn't finish knitting it in time... I..." There was a hint of apology in her voice.

"That's enough, Xinyang." However, before she could finish her words, Linghua interrupted her, "Since that day, I've figured out a lot of things. To me, you are the most precious and best gift. Nothing else can compare to you. The relationship between us is far more important than any material thing. Although this scarf is not finished, I can already feel the love it represents."

After Xinyang heard these words, she couldn't help but feel touched deep in her heart, but at the same time, something suddenly came to her mind: "Have you read my diary?"

Linghua blurted out without thinking too much: "Yes, what's the matter?" However, as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately realized that she had let the cat out of the bag, and recalled what was written in Xinyang's diary, and her face instantly turned red.

So she quickly changed her words and said, "No... I, I haven't seen it!" Linghua's voice became a little stuttering, and her eyes began to avoid, not daring to look Xinyang in the eye.

Xin Yang seemed to see through her thoughts and smiled slightly, saying, "It's okay. If you saw it, it's fine. But if someone else saw it, it would be a big accident."

But Linghua still insisted on denying: "I've already said, I really didn't see it...it was Thomas who saw it." Linghua lowered her head, fiddling with the corners of her clothes with her hands, looking a little uneasy.

Seeing this, Xinyang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile: "Oh? Could it be that Thomas has highlighted all the parts of my diary related to you with those other colored pens?"

Hearing this, Linghua stamped her feet a bit embarrassedly, then said coquettishly, "Oh~~ I'm the one who saw it, okay! You, why do you only look at these insignificant things and ignore the truly important things?"

"Something important?"

Linghua stormed into Xinyang's room, her voice tingling with anger. She found the diary with ease, quickly flipped to a page, and handed it directly to Xinyang. She pointed at the neatly written words on the entire page and said unhappily, "Here, isn't that it! Of course, the things I wrote to you are the most important."

Xinyang looked at Linghua in surprise. She had secretly written a whole page at the back of her diary! Xinyang couldn't help but feel curious and eager to see what Linghua had written.

"I've been very busy these days and haven't had time to write in my diary, so I didn't see it. I'll read it now!" Xinyang stretched out his hand and tried to take the diary held by Linghua.

However, Linghua playfully pulled the diary back and snorted, "Hmph, no!"

"I was wrong, please let me see it." Xinyang coaxed Linghua.

But Linghua remained unmoved. She held the diary tightly with both hands and said firmly, "No! You didn't read it for such a long time before, and you are not allowed to read it now."

Seeing this, Xinyang knew that he couldn't force his way through, so he changed his strategy.

"I'm asking you one last time if you can show it to me."

"No!" Linghua answered decisively.

"Okay, then don't blame me. Come on, show me my tickling skills!" Before he finished speaking, Xinyang pounced on Linghua like a hungry tiger.

Linghua hadn't anticipated Xinyang's move at all, and before she could even react, she was firmly grasped by Xinyang. Xinyang's hands, like nimble snakes, slithered over Linghua's body, inflicting waves of itchiness wherever they touched.

"Hahahaha...don't...stop..." Linghua begged for mercy with a smile while trying to break free from Xinyang's restraints, but Xinyang obviously would not let her go easily.

"Don't stop? Okay, then I won't be polite!" As he spoke, Xinyang's hands moved more violently.

Seeing that she was about to lose, Linghua had to loosen her hands that were originally tightly holding the diary and turn to deal with Xinyang. At this moment, Xinyang took the opportunity to snatch the diary from Linghua's hands.

Xinyang couldn't wait to turn to the page written by Linghua, expecting to see some sweet and romantic love words. However, unexpectedly, it was filled with Linghua's thoughts, complaints and reproaches for him. Between the lines, she revealed her dissatisfaction and sadness at his leaving without saying goodbye.

Xinyang stared blankly at the words, his heart filled with guilt and self-blame. He raised his head and looked at Linghua with an apologetic face: "I'm... I'm sorry, I..."

Linghua seemed to see through Xinyang's thoughts. She sighed softly and said, "Okay, let's let bygones be bygones. As long as we can be as happy every day as we have been these days, that's all that's good."