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She felt as if all the pain in her body had disappeared, but her heart was empty and lost. The scene in her memory was still vivid - Su Chen lay quietly in her arms, left with a smile, and she was crying.

Keqing tried to recall more deeply, but suddenly she hugged her head, frowned, and fell on the table in pain. The scene of last night emerged in her mind - the birthday party held by Su Chen.

"Could it be... this is all a dream? But why is this dream... so real... my past, my memories... why do they hurt so much!" She shook her head vigorously, trying to dispel the fog in her mind.

Accidentally knocking over the documents on the table, the sound made her wake up again. She quickly picked up the documents and put them back on the table, but she was counting every item in her mind. Finally, Keqing's eyes were complicated, and she whispered to herself: "No... there is still one thing missing... but what is it? Why... I can't remember... Is this all just a dream? Su Chen... why am I..."

Confusion and doubts surrounded her like a black fog. She stood up with difficulty, walked stiffly to the mirror in the room, and gently stroked the corner of her eye. On her face without a single scar, a tear slid down the corner of her eye.

"Why...when I think of you, I want to cry?" Keqing's voice was as light as a cicada's wing. Her fingers gently stroked the string of crystal tears. Her brows were furrowed, and deep sadness flashed in her eyes. At this time, the afternoon sun shone into the room obliquely, and the golden light intertwined with the tears, adding a bit of mystery to this moment.

Her eyes inadvertently fell on the end of her hair, and she found that the original golden jade hairpin was gone, replaced by a more dazzling purple hairpin. Keqing's eyes widened instantly, shock and curiosity intertwined on her face, she stretched out her slender fingers and gently stroked the gorgeous hairpin, and remained silent for a long time.

Walking on the streets of Liyue, Keqing's steps seemed somewhat aimless. She originally wanted to go out to relax, but her eyes revealed a sense of confusion and loss. She no longer had any thoughts of working in her heart. Instead, she was attracted by the complicated world and her thoughts were vague.

"No, no, I'm Keqing..." She patted her cheeks gently, trying to wake herself up from her deep thoughts. She took a deep breath and continued to move forward, but soon her attention was attracted by a special stall.

"Come and have a look, the new silk produced by Shengjia! Good quality and low price, there are discounts for buying more, hurry up and buy!" Keqing heard the voice of a burly man, who was about thirty years old, wearing simple clothes, standing under a large plaque with the word "Sheng". Not far away, a thin middle-aged man with a mustache and black clothes appeared, and the conversation between the two faintly reached Keqing's ears.

"Brother Shengyuan, please go back quickly. The master is still waiting for us." "No, I still have a lot of new silk produced this month. Ah Hao, how about you come and help me sell it?"

Keqing was shocked when she heard this conversation. That burly man was Sheng Yuan. But how could it be possible... Sheng Yuan had already...

"No... isn't he dead? No... this is a dream, so... no, this is not a dream, Shengyuan... has been dead for a long time. No, my head is starting to hurt again." Keqing's mind was in a mess. She pursed her lips and slapped her head hard, trying to wake up.

When she looked up again, she saw a slender figure in brown-red clothes running towards her. The person flashed by, and Keqing subconsciously called out, "Hu Tao, wait a minute!"

"Uh... Lord Yuheng, I didn't do any sales today, so I shouldn't have done anything wrong, right?" Hu Tao forced a smile, her brown twin ponytails swaying slightly with her movements, and then she turned her head reluctantly.

"That's not why I called you... I just wanted to ask you a question." Keqing's voice revealed a hint of helplessness. She sighed softly and walked closer to Hu Tao. Her purple eyes flashed with a hint of seriousness and seriousness, which made Hu Tao feel a little bit of the urge to escape.

Today's sunshine was warm and gentle, and the breeze was blowing gently. Hu Tao originally planned to enjoy her freedom in the suburbs, but she didn't expect to meet Keqing, a frightening workaholic, shortly after leaving Wangsheng Hall. Hu Tao always felt that Keqing in front of her was indescribably haggard. Just as she was about to think further, she saw Keqing frowning slightly and asked in a faint voice: "Where is your...husband, that is, Su Chen?"

"Husband, husband, husband, husband -- husband?!" Hu Tao couldn't help but step back in panic after hearing this. The Qian Kun Tai Gua hat on her head trembled, and her cheeks instantly turned red. She waved her hands and explained, "I don't have any husband! And who is Su Chen you are talking about? Who is he?!"

"...Eh? But you..." Keqing wanted to continue asking, but Hu Tao had already turned around and ran away quickly.

"Goodbye Keqing - and by the way, you looked really weird today!" Hu Tao's voice faded away, leaving Keqing's eyes filled with even greater confusion and bewilderment.

"Hey, Keqing!" Just as Keqing was lost in thought, a cheerful voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Looking back, she saw Xiangling running to her breathlessly. Keqing couldn't help but look puzzled: "Xiangling? What happened? You look so hurried."

"Lu, Su Chen...he, he finally woke up!" Xiang Ling's words were full of excitement.

"...Su Chen? He, he woke up?" Keqing's voice revealed a hint of shock and disbelief.

"Yes!" Xiangling nodded vigorously, with certainty and joy in her eyes.

"...Then where is he? And...how is Ying?" Keqing's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with anxiety and concern.

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Chapter 220: The Rose Given by Keqing

Keqing's eyes lit up, and a familiar yet distant name suddenly rang in her mind, "Ying? Who is Ying? Also, what happened to you today? You seem a little weird. Isn't the place the Wanmin Hall?"

She frowned and looked at Xiangling in front of her with confusion.

Xiangling's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement, as if she was trying to interpret Keqing's unusual expression and behavior. She tilted her head slightly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Your behavior today always reveals a sense of confusion."

There was a hint of teasing in her voice.

Keqing's heart tightened, and suddenly, a strong throbbing surged from the depths of her heart. She unconsciously took a step back, and then, driven by an inexplicable force, turned around and ran towards the direction of Wanmin Hall.

Her eyes were firm, but her heart was turbulent.

"Hey, wait for me!" Xiangling's voice chased after Keqing, but Keqing had no time to look back.

She pushed open the strange yet familiar old door in front of her and found that her hands were shaking slightly. With inexplicable anxiety and expectation intertwined in her heart, Keqing swallowed the complex emotions and followed Xiangling's steps, slowly walking into the house.

Inside the house, Keqing's eyes were immediately attracted by the dark curtain from the past. It was tightly drawn, and the remaining sunlight shone through the gap and onto the side face of a blond boy. The boy's face shone with golden light in the sunlight, and against the white bedding, he looked so pure and charming.

When the young man felt the movement and turned around, his golden eyes overlapped with Keqing's. Keqing's lips couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a sense of déjà vu emerged in her heart, as if this scene had been played out at some point in time.

In the past, Keqing might have concealed her emotions, using a helpless and complicated expression to cover up her inner fluctuations.

But today, she decided to face this young man who had always moved her heart with her true self. The feeling at this moment was as real and strong as in a dream.

"Keqing??? No way, it's really you!" The boy's voice was full of surprise and disbelief.

Seeing the boy's surprised expression, tears welled up in Keqing's eyes. Without hesitation, she threw her ponytail and rushed towards the boy. Her movements were firm and swift, as if she wanted to gather all her thoughts and feelings into this hug.

“Keqing--?!” Xiangling’s voice sounded behind her, but Keqing had no time to pay attention.

She hugged the boy tightly, her cheek against his shoulder, hot tears slid down her beautiful face, every drop fell on the bed, as if also dripping into her heart.

The appearance of the boy was like a ray of light, dispelling the sorrow, joy and confusion in her mind and awakening the beautiful memories of being with him.

At this moment, Keqing felt as if everything in her dream had become reality. At this moment, she finally found her home.

Keqing's heart was filled with mixed emotions. Although she knew that everything might just be a dream, she still longed to meet him again. She silently said in her heart: "Even if it is a dream, I am willing to indulge in it."

The bright sunlight outside the curtains shines through the window, filling the entire room with its brilliance. In the sunlight, Keqing's purple hair exudes a unique fragrance in the light, and her tears appear particularly crystal clear at this moment.

She hugged the boy tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to convey all her feelings to him.

However, the next second, she hesitated and let go of his hand. She saw that the boy's face was red and he looked at a loss.

Keqing raised the corners of her mouth slightly and hugged the boy tightly again. Tears mixed with smiles, she said loudly: "Su Chen, welcome back——!"

"... Humph, the house will be in order as long as I'm here." Keqing tried hard to hide her nervousness and shyness, and said in a cold tone.

"Oh, then I'll leave it to you from now on." The boy answered easily and expectantly.

"That's natural... and that is..." Keqing began, but her words became hesitant.

"Anything else?" The boy looked at her curiously, looking forward to her next words.

Keqing's heart was pounding, and facing Ying's gaze, she felt even more flustered. As a Tianheng star, she knew she had to speak clearly what was in her heart.

"Oh, I'll just die!" She encouraged herself in her heart, and then continued, "Also... I'm not talented, so from now on, please give me more guidance..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and she was almost unable to speak out of shyness. Keqing was not sure whether the boy could hear her words clearly.

After a moment of silence, the young man suddenly reached out his hand and held Keqing's fingers tightly. He said gently, "Okay, I understand. Now, let's go home first."

Keqing looked up at the boy's gentle smile, then looked down at her tightly held hands, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. "...Okay, let's go home."

At this moment, the clock struck midnight, and the deadline finally arrived. But at this moment, Keqing no longer felt sad, because the person she had been thinking about was already by her side.

On the outskirts of Liyue, in a vast field of wild roses, a purple figure shuttled lightly, causing the surrounding butterflies to dance along.

Keqing's gaze was focused and determined as she searched for that special rose among the sea of ​​bright red flowers.

"Hmm... this one won't do." She whispered to herself, reaching out to touch a red rose, feeling the thorns pricking her hand, but not finding the feeling she had imagined. Shaking her head in disappointment, she stood up and continued to search in the flower field.

After a long search, just when Keqing was about to give up, her eyes were attracted by a bunch of roses in the sun. It was a pure red rose like a flame, shining with golden light under the sun.

"It's you." Keqing said softly. She picked the rose without hesitation, gently stroked the petals, and a satisfied smile gradually appeared on her face.

"In this case...Su Chen should be able to feel my feelings. After all, roses symbolize passionate love...hehe."

She covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes sparkling with the color of roses, which is the most beautiful color of love.

After carefully removing the thorns from the rose's branches, Keqing placed the loving rose in the basket. After a smile, she walked briskly towards Liyue.

At the same time, in Wanmin Hall, Xiangling leaned behind the counter and looked at Su Chen curiously. "By the way, Su Chen, guess what Keqing is going to bring you today?"

She asked with a smile, then raised her head and looked at Su Chen.

Su Chen heard the teasing in Xiang Ling's mouth. He paused holding the bowl, then shook his head and said uncertainly: "Uh... I don't know."

After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen somewhat awkwardly.

Since coming to this world, he has discovered that Keqing has a straightforward love for him, which makes him both surprised and confused. He often attributes this feeling to the welfare of time travelers, but in his heart he is afraid that this unexpected relationship will have a hasty ending.

Therefore, he chose to keep a certain distance and wait and see about Keqing's love.

Currently, Su Chen is helping out at the Wanmin Hall in order to earn more Mora and to travel the vast world of Teyvat one day. His plans are partly because Keqing does not allow him to leave Liyue Harbor during this period.

Su Chen stood in the Hall of All People in Liyue, his thoughts drifting back to Keqing's anxious words before: "No, Su Chen, you must stay in the Hall of All People, you can't go anywhere!"

Her voice was full of worry, as if once he left, an unpredictable disaster would happen. Su Chen sighed softly and began to wash the dishes left by the guests silently.

Xiangling looked at the busy Su Chen with a slight smile on her lips. At this moment, the sound of wind chimes rang at the door. When she turned around to welcome the guests, she unexpectedly saw Keqing: "Welcome - Hey, Keqing?" Her voice was full of surprise.

After hearing Xiangling's words, the diners in the restaurant turned their heads to look. When they saw the clean and neat purple figure, they were so surprised that they dropped their bowls and chopsticks.

The whole hall fell into silence. Everyone ate their meal in silence, as if they were under a spell.

Keqing nodded slightly and placed the small basket full of roses in her hand on the table beside her.

She looked around and didn't see Su Chen. A hint of anxiety flashed in her eyes: "Well, where is Su Chen?" There was anticipation and uneasiness in her voice.

Xiangling secretly complained in her heart: But she still shouted to the kitchen: "Hey, Su Chen—Keqing is here to see you!"

"What, what are you looking for... Xiangling, don't speak so loudly..." Keqing's cheeks were slightly flushed. She hurriedly patted Xiangling's hands, not daring to look directly at the curious diners around her, feeling extremely shy inside.

At this time, Su Chen walked out from the kitchen. There was a trace of fatigue in his golden eyes, but he still managed a smile on his face: "Keqing, what's the matter with coming to Wanmin Hall so early?"

Keqing became even more shy when she heard Su Chen's voice. She lowered her head, tightly grasped the flower basket with both hands, and said in a trembling voice:

"This is the rose I picked for you in the wild just now. It's very beautiful and there's some fresh soil in it. You can plant it in your room... No, otherwise, I, I will... plant it for you..." Her voice became lower and lower, and her purple hair covered the blush on her face.

The diners around were deeply attracted by this scene. They looked at Lord Yuheng, one of the Seven Stars who was usually dignified and awe-inspiring, in shock, but at this moment he showed such girlish shyness and gentleness.

In the busy environment of Wanmin Hall, the blond boy, Su Chen, was still diligently washing dishes. Every movement of his revealed a forced smile, which made people wonder, is this the noble and peerless Yuheng, Keqing's lover?

Observers wondered: Did Keqing fall in love with him? Was she willing to put aside her pride and pick the freshest wild rose for this love?

This thought made everyone present, including Xiangling, feel an indescribable shock, as if their worldview collapsed at this moment. Xiangling even asked herself in her heart: How could Keqing love Su Chen so deeply?

Other diners had an absurd thought in their minds:

The sight returned to Keqing and Su Chen. When Keqing handed over a fiery red rose, Su Chen took the flower basket and put it aside, with a hint of deep emotion in his eyes. He pretended to sigh: "This rose is indeed extremely gorgeous, but even the most fiery rose will eventually wither."

Hearing this, everyone around showed even more shocked expressions, even Keqing couldn't help but tremble.

A wave of emotion surged in Keqing's heart, but before she could fully express it, she raised her head with determination in her eyes.

She smiled slightly, with stars twinkling in her purple eyes, and said softly:

"If it has not withered yet, I will use all my efforts to cultivate it and make it thrive. If it is about to wither, I will seek the help of the warlock and give it the shelter of life. Even if it withers in the end, the petals in my heart will emit a love that is more ardent than flowers."

As she spoke, Keqing's cheeks became redder and she stammered, "So...Su Chen, I, I like..."

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Chapter 221 Keqing Learned the Eighteen Moves

At this time, Su Chen suddenly turned to Xiangling, his eyes anxious: "Oh! I suddenly remembered, Xiangling, we seem to have some urgent matters to deal with." He walked closer to Xiangling, blinked, and gestured hurriedly.

Xiangling responded doubtfully: "Huh? But no..."

"You must have remembered it wrongly. Come on, I'll take you to see it." Su Chen pulled Xiangling out, but suddenly turned back and said to Keqing: "Thank you for the roses, they are very beautiful. But Xiangling and I have something to do now, so let's talk about planting flowers later."

As Su Chen quickly turned around and left, cold sweat quietly flowed down his face and his clenched palms trembled slightly. He never expected that Keqing's emotions were so deep that her words made his heart beat faster and difficult to control.

"Hey, but... uh... are you leaving now?" Keqing's eyes revealed loss and melancholy as she watched Su Chen and Xiangling walk away.

But soon, the flame of determination rekindled in Keqing's eyes.

(Xiang Ling thought: Hmmmm? What on earth did I do?)

Keqing's mouth corners slightly raised, and she made a secret decision in her heart.

Then, she quickly picked up the flower basket that Su Chen had placed casually, and walked out with firm steps. The people who stayed in the hall looked at each other in shock and amazement. They even wanted to write a book based on what they saw today, and the title of the book was already conceived - "The person I fell in love with was just a little kitchen maid, but Lord Yuhengxing pursued her relentlessly, which led to a sinful love triangle."

(Xiang Ling muttered in her heart: So what did I do?)

Keqing walked on the bustling streets of Liyue. The bustling crowds and noise around her seemed to have nothing to do with her. Her eyes scanned the surroundings, as if she was looking for something.

After identifying her rival, Keqing made up her mind to use every possible means to improve her love skills and never leave Xiangling any chance to take advantage.

(Xiang Ling thought: ...as long as you are happy.)

After walking a few steps, Keqing's eyes were suddenly attracted by an abrupt open-air vendor. In a commercial street like Liyue, she knew that it was her responsibility to crack down on such unlicensed stalls.

Keqing quickly approached the stall, but found that there were only some miscellaneous books on it. The stall owner behind the stall was wearing a black hood that covered his entire face, making him look mysterious.

Keqing frowned slightly and asked calmly: "Sir, stalls are not allowed here. Do you have a stall permit?"

The stall owner heard Keqing's direct question, but there was no fear or retreat in his voice. Instead, he responded with a smile: "Whether it is allowed or not, it has nothing to do with me. I am just a bookseller. By the way, how about you take a look?"