Mr. Zhongli, we can't slack off anymore!

A pool of artificial spring water, with constant noise.

The ripples on the water collided and intertwined.

The white waves create bubbles that are born and burst open one by one.

The traveler choked on some water and struggled to his feet, leaning against the white jade pool bank: "Cough cough!"

Her wet clothes clung to her body, and a chill made her shiver as she hugged herself.

Why should I suffer like this!

It was absolutely terrible. He had no idea how fragile the human body was, and he just kept messing with it, almost breaking his bones.

Just when you're about to get angry, you unleash a furious rage and give the culprit a good scolding.

Looking up, I saw Morax with his hair down, the wet strands hanging down, water droplets sliding down his chest muscles...

The anger subsided considerably.

Really useless.

"Let's continue." He paid no attention to the traveler's state, his only thought was to use her body to suppress his mania and restore his inner peace.

She was his lifeline.

We must hold it firmly in our hands.

"No, you've already... Could you rest for a while too?" The traveler sat by the pool to relieve the soreness in his legs.

"Who said they would help me bear the wear and tear?" he asked.

"..." Damn, didn't he forget a lot of things?

"And who said that if needed, they would definitely help within their capabilities?" he asked, stroking his chin.

"You still remember..."

How could he not remember that I am a human being and cannot breathe underwater? How could he not remember that people will die of hypothermia if they stay in water for too long?

I think his goal is to kill me.

“So, let’s continue.” He grabbed the traveler’s wrist, pulled her into his arms, and stepped into the pool.

His wrist was red, swollen, and painful from the force he applied.

"Ouch! And it's cold, ouch!" The traveler pulled his hand back, his wrist swollen.

They're so heavy-handed, really.

"Where does it hurt? Why am I cold?" These are things he can't feel, which is understandable, but hard to empathize with.

“They’re all swollen, look… and here too.” The traveler pointed to the red marks on his body.

Does this bite mark mean the animal was born in the Year of the Dog?

He held the traveler's hand up to his eyes and examined it closely: "Strange, I didn't use any force at all."

"If you use any more force, your hand will break," the traveler complained, pulling his hand back.

"I'll be gentler," he promised.

He won't pay it back...

Seeing the man's eager gaze, the traveler could only think of a solution: "At least wait until I'm healed. Otherwise, if I don't make it, you won't have a wife!"

"how long?"

"how long?"

Listen to what people say?

He really doesn't seem to be human...

"Can't you... show some concern for me at a time like this?" The traveler was very dissatisfied and secretly rolled her eyes at him.

Her face is so beautiful, it's impossible to get angry with her.

“From a purely rational standpoint, you should be more concerned about me. You are merely injured, while I will soon pass away.” He made no attempt to conceal the truth.

"Pah! You'll definitely live a good life," the traveler retorted.

If it were Zhongli, she definitely wouldn't tell herself these things.

And he actually said it out loud.

“I see, you don’t like to hear the truth,” he concluded.

"I can stop your wear and tear." How could the traveler let him perish?

"I reject."

His answer was the same as Zhongli's.

Of course, they are one person.

"Why!"

"I've said it many times. Because I like you."

At this moment, the word "like" becomes a spell.

"Then why can't you stay in this world with me?!"

"You cannot stay in this world."

"Why.

He seemed to know something.

“I don’t remember.” He wasn’t lying.

He only remembered that he absolutely could not let her stay, and could not interfere with the rules of this world.

He couldn't remember the specific reason.

"You lied to me..." In the traveler's eyes, there were still many things he was hiding from him.

Why can't I say it?

Why do I still know nothing?

"I'm not lying to you." He seemed to suddenly remember the reason.

That memory was fleeting; he couldn't catch up with it.

She must be told; no one else can tell her.

I don't want her to meet other people.

At least while he was still around, she had no choice but to stay by his side.

A crack appeared in his chest, slowly turning into two, three... He pressed down on the cracks on his body, his legs unable to support his body as he knelt on the ground.

"Zhongli!" The traveler supported his body and transferred his life force to him.

“Stop.” He kept his distance from the traveler. “If you respect me.”

"But……"

He'll behave when he's worn down to the point where he can't move anymore.

Travelers should be mentally prepared.

"It's not wear and tear, it's a warning from the world. I shouldn't chase after memories that the world doesn't allow."

Is it related to my world?

"Yes." He confirmed.

What could it be?

"Achoo! Achoo!" I'm getting a cold.

My body was completely frozen.

“Your health is too poor; you should exercise more.” The cracks on his body disappeared, and without further ado, he picked up the traveler.

"Can you hold me properly? This is so uncomfortable!" The traveler hadn't eaten in ages, and his stomach was still pressing against his shoulder.

"How to hug?"

"Put me down first!"

*

With the traveler's careful guidance, Morax learned how to properly embrace a woman.

"In this way, if a demon attacks, I will be unable to wield a weapon and fight it." He objected to the way the traveler was being held in his arms.

"There are no more demon gods in Liyue, so don't worry," the traveler reassured him.

"I am the Demon God," Morax reminded him.

"Okay, okay, you win."

*

After being frozen for a long time, the traveler felt incredibly happy wrapped in a blanket.

Now we can start thinking about food.

Otherwise, he would starve to death before he was worn down to the point of being unable to move.

"Do you have anything to eat here?" the traveler asked.

"I don't know." He was bandaging the traveler's wrist, eventually wrapping it into a ball.

Her body is fragile, so this is a safer approach.

The traveler sighed as he looked at his hands and wrists, which had transformed into Doraemon's round hands.

I must say, it's perfectly round.

The traveler could heal herself, but she didn't want to, at least not now. She didn't want the marks on her body to fade before a few more red and swollen patches appeared.

He didn't have high hopes that there would be any medicine here, since he didn't need any.

After wandering around for a while, I surprisingly found a room specifically for storing medicines. The herbs were all very complete, new, and untouched.

Could it be that Zhongli prepared this for herself in advance?

"Hmm?" Morax noticed the traveler staring at him blankly.

"It's nothing." The traveler looked away.

"You seem to be looking at someone through me." His displeasure was written all over his face.

"That's the you before you lost your memory." The traveler didn't understand why he was jealous of him.

"Don't look at him."