Genshin Impact: The Twelfth Executive is a Professional Gardener

At this moment, Wendy, who was performing in the Mondstadt Square, plucked the strings and played the poetry with her fingertips, was not surprised to see Lin Lang standing outside the crowd, but the stacking height between him and Tartaglia still made Wendy laugh.

The notes jump over his fingertips, accompanied by the delicate lines of his voice.

"Today's last performance is a new poem, emm... It's a fairy tale, isn't it?"

Wendy's gaze gently brushed over Lin Lang's cheeks, and Lin Lang noticed it... He recalls the last time he listened to Wendy's performance, and as a result, he told the story of "Seven Killings".

What are you going to talk about this time? I don't want to talk about any secrets.

The story told by Wendy takes place a long, long time ago, when the order of the Seven Kingdoms was not established and the continent was still full of wild beasts, and on the edge of the snowy fields there was a kingdom of night owls, a country of freedom and harmony.

The night owls lived in peace and established their own forest city-state, welcoming many animal guests from other realms, and one day, a gray-covered snow wolf visited the kingdom.

"This is really a free and beautiful country~ It would be best if I could let my flowers bloom all over the place!" The

snow wolf was handsome and funny, and soon attracted the hearts of many night owls, and the country in the forest became more and more colorful because of the arrival of the snow wolf, and a forest citizen who has been silently guarding the country is also one of the members of his secret heart.

'If I have the privilege of being his companion, I would like to offer him the most precious gift in the whole continent...'

it gave it its feathers.

Wendy's fingertips plucking the strings paused slightly, and she raised her eyes to see the reactions of the people around her... Everyone seems to be very interested in this love story.

Of course, this does not include Linlang... He wondered if everyone on Teyvat loved to tell stories, using fairy tales as a metaphor for a certain real-life story, and Wendy was talking about himself and Diluc

?

"Brother Linlang, how did I listen to this story... It's kind of weird.

"Ahem, are you interested? If you're interested, listen to it for a while.

Lin Lang coughed awkwardly, and before he could figure out how to explain his ambiguity with Diluc in Mondstadt, but nothing happened.

......

"Snow Wolf actually uses the night owl more than he likes it, he is actually a mole from the wolves in the snowfield!"

Wendy's tone was subdued, pulling the audience's emotions, and on the other side, Jing Yan had already heard that something was wrong, so he pulled Bennett's shoulder and Oz's leg to run away first.

Don't succeed in turning into a large-scale Shura field scene for a while, he doesn't want to face that kind of scene yet, and he doesn't want to be a member of the Shura field for the time being.

It's good to silently continue to be his subordinate, which is also Jing Yan's job.

Although he was a traitor, the snow wolf fell in love with the kingdom in the forest, and he solved the catastrophe for the kingdom, but after the deed, he had to face the night owl who loved it deeply, and finally left in disgrace.

The flow of time will eventually dilute the pain, and the kingdom of the night stalker has been full of flowers from the snowfield, and the night stalker who guards the kingdom sits on the wall of the city for the first time every day, hoping to see the familiar shadow again.

Wendy finished the end of the story, and the sound of the piano was over, and at this moment Lin Lang had put Tartaglia down, and glanced sideways at his expression, trying to see if he had heard the metaphor of the story.

"Hey poet, I have a question, then do you say that the snow wolf really likes that night owl in his heart?"

Tartaglia suddenly waved his hand and asked a question from afar, since this is a sadistic love story, then everyone is naturally most concerned about this, and many people have echoed it.

Wendy smiled mysteriously at this.

"Well... I'll leave it up to you to judge, why don't we ask the gentleman next to Mr. Linlang

?" "Huh?"

Linlang, who was suddenly called, was dazed for a moment... found out that this was probably a pit dug by Wendy, and recalled it after complaining in his heart.

"I want to... Maybe one night when they are alone with the light of the fire and the breeze, even if they tell themselves that they shouldn't, they will inevitably be moved.

"What a perfect answer!" Wendy

was very satisfied with this, announcing that his performance today was over, and he was going to have a drink at Angel's Gift~

When the crowd gradually dispersed, only Lin Lang and Tartaglia were still standing side by side in the square, and Tartaglia took the initiative to stretch out his hand and shake each other's fingers tightly.

"Stay a little longer? Let's go have a drink together?

"Unfortunately, Mondstadt doesn't have fire.

"But there's a midnight death, would you like to have a drink together?" A

person's voice came from behind the two, and picked up Lin Lang's words, and the two turned around at the same time, and saw the two people walking against the light in the setting sun...

It's the head of the piano and... Diluc.