The wind swept across the fields of Mondstadt, sending dandelion balls flying all over the sky.
When Su Wan opened her eyes again, it was no longer her room.
The windmill rotates slowly in the distance, the statue of the God of Winds stands quietly in the morning light, and the wind is filled with the sweet smell of vegetation.
She recognized it almost immediately—
This is Teyvat, the Mondstadt where she has spent countless days and nights in the game.
And she, an extremely ordinary modern person, just walked in.
There is no eye of God, no shocking ability,
Only a line of light blue words gently appeared in my mind:
[You can see the unspoken regrets of others and add a touch of tenderness to them.
At this moment, a green figure fell from the wind.
The young man is holding the harp, his green hair is blowing in the wind, and his smile is as loose as the wind.
"Why do you, a traveler in a foreign land, stay here alone?"
Su Wan looked at him, her heart softening slightly.
She saw a layer of loneliness hidden in Wendy's eyes that was so faint that even he himself had almost forgotten it.
It was the regret of parting with friends thousands of years ago.
She suddenly understood.
She came to this world not to fight or to become a god.
But for——
When he finished singing the old song, he gently offered a gentle word.
In order to let those difficult feelings hidden in time be well caught.
The wind picked up again, and the young man strummed the strings with a smile.
Su Wan spoke softly:
"I'm waiting for... A song from a long, long time ago."
