Genshin Impact: Ningguang is still a pitiful little thing, I invested in her.

Yae no Miko finished eating the fried tofu in her bowl, then put down her chopsticks and slowly wiped the corners of her mouth.

It was a very ordinary wiping motion, but Yae no Miko made it exceptionally elegant and graceful.

"Mr. Fang Xun, I'll take my leave now."

"This is my payment for this purchase, please accept it."

Yae no Miko placed a piece of white jade on the table.

She didn't give Fang Xun Mora because she knew he wasn't short of money.

Instead, it would be better to give something special or meaningful.

Yae no Miko looked at Fang Xun and said with a light laugh, "Perhaps one day, this thing can help you turn bad luck into good."

She paused, as if suddenly remembering something.

"Oh, by the way, ever since I had that in-depth conversation with Mr. Fang Xun last time, I've really missed that feeling."

"Mr. Fang Xun... could you let me relive that feeling tonight?"

"Look at how bewildered you are! I was referring to Mr. Fang Xun's novel. Such a wonderful novel, may I ask where Mr. Fang Xun is on his writing journey?"

Fang Xun was somewhat helpless.

Can't Yae no Miko just properly urge him to finish the manuscript?

Why do they suddenly start driving at the drop of a hat?

When Fang Xun heard what the Eightfold Divine Child said, he felt his heart skip a beat.

He wondered if anything had happened between him and Yae no Miko.

Fang Xun smiled and said, "Miss Shenzi, I'm sorry, I haven't figured out the plot yet. Let me think about it for another two days."

Low emotional intelligence: I haven't even started writing yet.

High EQ: I haven't figured out what will happen next.

Yae no Miko's beautiful eyes were filled with resentment, like a young wife confined to her boudoir.

"Alright, alright, it seems tonight will be another night where the soul will not find nourishment."

"However, I still hope Mr. Fang Xun will update as soon as possible. In exchange, I will try my best to bring Sister Gan Yu to your home."

"Whether you can seize the opportunity or not, that's entirely up to you."

After Yae no Miko finished speaking, she bid farewell to the four children and turned back to the inn.

Fang Xun raised an eyebrow slightly.

The Eightfold Divine Child is just as compatible as the True Lord Who Borrows Clouds and Wind.

Having a close friend is truly helpful in bringing them together.

Dinner was easily and pleasantly resolved, leaving only many scraps on the plate.

Ningguang's mother initially wanted to clean up, but Ningguang and Fang Xun stopped her.

The reason given is that the patient needs more rest and it's best not to do any work.

The children knew that Fang Xun had been tired all day, so they all decided to let him get some rest.

Finally, Ningguang and Shenhe were in charge of washing the dishes.

Ningguang has been doing housework since she was a child, so she is extremely familiar with these things.

Shen He is also the obedient and well-behaved type at home, and he is always willing to help with washing dishes.

On the contrary, BeiDou wanted to help, but couldn't get involved and could only watch helplessly.

It's clear that she really wants to do something for this family.

At this moment, Ningguang spoke up, "Beidou, if you really want to do some housework, then sweep the floor with Qiqi."

Beidou turned to look at Qiqi, and then took the broom from Qiqi's hand.

Not only did they sweep the floor, but they also took a damp cloth and carefully wiped it inside and out.

They only stopped when the floor was so clean that it reflected one's image.

The children eagerly volunteered to do the work, allowing Fang Xun a rare moment of leisure.

...

I haven't figured out the rest of the plot yet, so I'll slow down the update speed a bit.

Then, the car can't be driven. We're revising the previous parts today, and I'll drive less in the future.

If what you see is the revised plot, you'll have to read the comments section.

Chapter 103 Saying Goodbye to My Past Self

Shen He lay in his bedroom, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

She has a minor sleep problem.

That's being a light sleeper.

Simply put, she can only sleep peacefully in her familiar bed.

If I suddenly find myself in an unfamiliar environment, it will be difficult for me to fall asleep.

Shen He is currently curled up in the blankets.

Those bright, large eyes stared intently at the ceiling.

The room was silent, with a warm yellow table lamp dispelling the darkness.

Time ticked by, but Shen He showed no signs of sleepiness.

She didn't know when she fell asleep.

I felt like my body was constantly falling.

Falling into the abyss.

When Shen He opened his eyes again, he found himself in a cave that was both strange and familiar.

She saw her father's indifferent departing figure.

And standing before her, with its gaping maw, was a black 'fairy spirit'.

Shen He was terrified.

She wanted to take out the exorcism dagger left by her mother to protect herself.

But he found that he had nothing in his hands, nothing at all.

She had no weapons, like a cow or sheep at the mercy of others.

Shen He turned to look at her father as he walked away, wishing he would turn back to look at her and protect her.

But her father never turned around and ignored her crying.

Only a cold, distant figure remained.

On the contrary, the black 'fairy spirit' showed great interest in Shen He, approaching step by step and emitting a piercing laugh...

Shen He sat up abruptly in bed, breathing heavily.

Everything before was just a dream.

Although it was a dream, everything felt so real, piercing Shen He's heart.

Shen He found himself in tears, his tears soaking his pillow.

Can't you still break free from your past self...?

Shen He desperately wanted to forget the past, forget those unpleasant things, and start his life anew.

But her memories seemed unwilling to let her go so easily.

Those painful memories turned into nightmares, tearing open her wounds again and again.

How can I forget that pain?

Shen He didn't know, and no one could give her an answer.

Just then, a soft knock sounded at the door.

All that could be heard from outside the door were Fang Xun and Qi Qi's voices: "Shen He, are you alright?"

"I was writing my novel just now when I vaguely heard you crying. Is something wrong?"

"Shen He, don't cry... If anything's wrong... tell Qi Qi..."

"Qiqi... wants to help Shenhe..."

Fang Xun is quite the night owl, staying up all night to write stories.

For him, the best time to start writing stories is when the night is quiet and still.

As for Qiqi, she doesn't need to sleep at all; she does stretching exercises all night long.

Both of them vaguely heard Shen He crying.

Fearing that something might have happened to Shen He, they came together to knock on the door and inquire about the situation.

Shen He reached out and wiped away his tears, adjusting his breathing to calm himself.

She didn't want Fang Xun and Qi Qi to worry.

"Brother Fang Xun, Qi Qi, He'er is fine, she just had a nightmare."

"Sorry for making you worry."

Shen He forced a smile, but his voice was choked with sadness.

After all, for an innocent and naive young girl,

The father's betrayal was undoubtedly a huge blow.

It will definitely take some time before I can get over this.

Looking at Shen He, whose eyes were filled with tears and who looked so pitiful,