The boy waited for a long time outside the city, clutching a windmill chrysanthemum. The chrysanthemum spun and spun in the wind, from day to night, but all he got was a thief in distress...

"Mu Xian, don't you trust the young lady of the Lawrence family?"

"Big brother, are you willing to believe little Amy?"

"Believe me, I will get through this."

...

In their memories, they were all calling out for Mu Xian, and each of them seemed to want Mu Xian's trust.

Mu Xian always chose to believe them, but each time he was met with even deeper hurt.

Until the fox came over and casually handed his hand to Mu Xian.

"My Lord, for the last time, can you trust someone just this once more?"

"I'm not joking this time, Divine Child. I will definitely not let you down."

Disappointed?

In the end, the Divine Child never did anything to disappoint Mu Xian, but when he stepped into that rift, Mu Xian lost all feeling for everything in the world.

Even if the harm stops, a world devoid of meaning will inevitably cause Mu Xian to slowly lose his passion.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Mu Xian asked Shen Zi.

That was Mu Xian's struggle before utter despair, trying to find fuel to sustain his hope from this person who would never disappoint him before his hope was completely extinguished.

Whether it's just a positive response or a simple turning back, Mu Xian might regain hope for the world because of Shen Zi.

The world is cold, and Mu Xian wants to warm the world around him with enthusiasm and hope, but the world extinguishes his enthusiasm time and time again with malice.

In that case, dying would be a good thing. Since the world rejects you, you can just leave this world.

"But why... why did you pull me back?"

Mu Xian asked, he could feel someone holding him, he didn’t smell the usual fragrance, but the arm holding him confirmed that it was Hu Tao.

Mu Xian looked up, still surrounded by darkness, but his tone lacked its usual impatience: "You clearly don't understand anything."

Hu Tao buried her head in Mu Xian's shoulder, as if she wanted to hold him tightly: "No matter what, please don't leave me, okay?"

Her hearing had somehow returned, and the girl's trembling words carried a hint of pity, but pity shouldn't have been directed at this girl.

"I have a feeling that you've known me before."

As the darkness slowly revealed its outline, Mu Xian spoke up, "But I remember I've never seen you before, Hall Master."

"You've seen Hu Tao, and Hu Tao has seen you too." Hu Tao's voice trembled, but she spoke with absolute certainty: "In the mountains of Guhua Sect, on the streets of Liyue, on the ships at the docks, Hu Tao has been watching you."

"Behind the stone, at the other end of the wall, under the cargo box, Walnut has always been watching you."

Hu Tao's voice grew weaker and weaker, but she still stubbornly kept repeating, "A long, long time ago, Brother Mu Xian saved Hu Tao."

Mu Xian listened quietly, his expression hidden in the darkness remaining unchanged.

Happy?

Should I be happy?

I'm getting a little tired of hearing these words.

As his vision became clearer, Mu Xian looked at the face in front of him. The fair skin was now stained with the dark purple veins that Mu Xian had previously worn, and his once dazzling plum blossom eyes had dimmed considerably.

For the first time, Mu Xian stared at those eyes for so long. She reached out and touched her pretty face, which was now stained with dark purple veins. Compared to before, she looked much uglier.

But the owner of that face continued to stare at him intently, his dim eyes holding emotions that Mu Xian had never seen before.

“A long, long time ago, Hu Tao liked Mu Xian.”

"Hu Tao's current liking is not liking... it's infatuation. Hu Tao is infatuated with Mu Xian."

"Hu Tao... I don't need Brother Mu Xian's affection, I just need a little bit of your liking."

"Brother Mu Xian..."

"You used to like everyone so much, but why don't you like Hu Tao anymore?"

"Why is Brother Mu Xian always so impatient with Hu Tao, who's always clinging to you like that?"

Because Mu Xian had heard "like" more than once.

Because someone said they liked him, Mu Xian became their family's servant...

Because some people said they liked it, Mu Xian helped them cultivate that organization...

Because someone said they liked him, Mu Xian left General Lei Dian and became a fugitive...

The bracelet hanging on her forearm glowed, and the ten-year-old boy's tender little hand slowly grew thinner and longer, becoming bony and distinct, covering half of the girl's face.

The purple veins on his face gradually faded, and his hair was gradually turning lighter and white.

From Hu Tao's face, Mu Xian saw another girl's face.

Mu Xian believed that she had always loved him, even though she treated him no differently than anyone else.

But it turns out that she would show affection in her eyes in front of another person, and would even dance for that person...

It turns out that what we call "liking" is just cheap currency, used to drive our cheap selves.

"You don't need to say these so-called words of 'I like you'."

His body grew several heads taller than Hu Tao's. Mu Xian, who had been hugging Hu Tao, picked her up instead and said calmly, "I will abide by the contract until it ends."

"Since the sect leader was injured for my sake, the contract will not end until the sect leader is healed."

"Master, trust me."

The cold words startled the girl, and her eyes dimmed even further.

She shook her head, struggling to get up, but fell asleep after the light from the wooden bracelet dimmed.

Before long, Mu Xian heard a soft snore coming from his arms.

Turning around, Mu Xian looked at the man who had been standing not far away for a long time.

“I remember your name is Daines Reb.”

Mu Xian's tone was as calm as before, but compared to before, there was something chilling in that calmness.

"Tell me what the sect leader did before?"

Chapter 20 Memories give rise to emotions, and emotions torment the heart.

Mu Xian's transformation from a child to a twenty-year-old youth did not surprise Dai Yin much.

He glanced at the purification device not far away; its previous overload operation had rendered it completely unusable.

"It was this young lady who voluntarily absorbed the corruption of the abyss."

Dain said, "But don't worry, she's not as badly affected as you think."

Mu Xian looked around and saw dimly lit stones scattered around the purification device.

It was lumenite, but its power was completely drained by the purification ritual.

“I specially saved one for this lady.”

With a flick of his wrist, Dain handed a stone emitting a gentle blue light to Mu Xian: "The anomalies in the underground mine are almost over. You can take this young lady back for treatment."

A black crack appeared behind Dain. Dain nodded to Mu Xian and then walked into the crack.

Dain's words made Mu Xian pay attention to his surroundings. He saw that the black silt that had surrounded the altar had disappeared, but some filth remained on the ground.

"Ugh..." The murmurs in her dream were tinged with pain, and the girl in her arms scrunched up her face.

Looking at the small hand tightly clenched on his chest, Mu Xian stuffed the lumen stone into his palm.

The lumenite worked quickly, easing the tension in her face.

"Come on, let's go back."

A flat voice echoed in the darkness, followed by footsteps that grew ever more distant...

Not long ago, the shallow layer of the Chuangyan Juyuan underground mining area.

"Lord Yelan, why did Tianquan Star isolate the ley lines of the Layered Rock Abyss?"

The question from behind made Ye Lan pause for a moment, but she quickly spoke up: "Perhaps it's to prevent the anomalies of the ley lines from spreading beyond the Abyss of Layered Rocks."

"In short, it means completely abandoning the Abyss of Layered Rocks," Ye Lan added in her mind.

In any case, for Tianquan, sacrificing the minority for the sake of the majority has always been her habit.

There are clearly other ways, it just takes a bit more effort.

Ye Lan felt inexplicably heavy-hearted. Over the years, she had witnessed a lot of "giving up," and had even become somewhat accustomed to it.

Both the towering cliffs and the person from five years ago were abandoned by Tianquan.

Yelan sometimes wonders if things would be different if she hadn't shot that arrow that day, if he were still alive in Liyue.

He may not be able to stop the decision to "give up," but he will sacrifice himself to save the "minority" that are abandoned.

During the last time, not during the ceremony presided over by Tianquan, Yuheng Star asked the Emperor, "Are the gods always right?"

Is that correct? Perhaps the Jade Balance Star back then and the Night Orchid now have some answers.

If it were truly correct, Tianquan wouldn't have made that wrong move five years ago, and the Fatui wouldn't have infiltrated Liyue to such a low level.

However, compared to Yuheng Star, Yelan is much luckier.

Yuhengxing thought Muxian had died in Yunlaihai, but he knew that Muxian was still alive and well in Daoqi.

There is still time to salvage the situation. After this matter is over, regardless of whether Tianquanxing sees her or agrees with her, Yelan will choose to go to Daoqi.

At worst, I'll just lose my so-called job.

Thinking of this, Ye Lan seemed to see the sword-practicing boy in the Ancient Hua Sect, and her originally suppressed heart couldn't help but feel much lighter.

"Lord Yelan."

The voice pulled Ye Lan back from her memories. Qian Yanjun, standing before her, said respectfully, "The isolation work on the Layered Rock Abyss has been completed."

"So fast?" Ye Lan was somewhat surprised. "Did we forget something? The Abyss of Layered Rocks is quite large."

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