The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 27 Even Gods Have Regrets
"Yuan Mu, I have done what I promised you. Ningguang is capable and keeps her promises. At least she is more trustworthy than me. She said she would take care of grandma, so there is no need to worry about her life in Liyue Harbor."

Chen Tianfeng knocked on Yuan Mu's urn and grinned, "But I didn't expect that the condition she gave me was to go to Mondstadt to collect information about the dragon disaster. Well, I was planning to go to Mondstadt too."

"Brother, I won't lie to you. At the beginning, I did think about writing a copy of the original plot for her so that I wouldn't have to go to Mondstadt to experience the damn dragon disaster. You know, I'm very afraid of death."

"But then I thought, the plot is just a plot after all, and we can't guarantee that it is true, right? Also, it would be inappropriate not to go there in person when they are helping us so much, don't you think?"

"Finally, it's good to have something to do. At least you have a goal and an idea."

Chen Tianfeng felt that if he lit a cigarette, took a puff, exhaled the smoke, and added a confused look, he would definitely be able to create a handsome and decadent look. Unfortunately, he didn't know how to smoke, and didn't want to learn.

"Just like when I first came here, I was thinking about how to kill the Silver Wing brothers, then it was your job, and now it's Ningguang... It's always good to have something to do."

As the old saying goes, when you’re busy, you don’t miss home.

Chen Tianfeng was silent for a few seconds, then stood up and opened the door. Hu Tao's expression outside the door was unusually solemn, as if at this moment she was the real 77th head of the Wangsheng Hall, and not the quirky little girl she usually was.

"Thank you, Hall Master, for giving me and Brother Yuan Mu the opportunity to be alone together."

Chen Tianfeng bowed respectfully.

"You are Welcome."

Hu Tao shook her head and looked into Chen Tianfeng's black eyes: "Are you really not going to attend the funeral, just watch?"

"Just watch. Yuan Mu has his own family. It is unnecessary and inappropriate for me to get involved too much." Chen Tianfeng exhaled and repeated with a smile: "Just watch."

"You are a really strange person."

Hu Tao did not try to persuade anyone. After having Chen Tianfeng taken away, she began to arrange the funeral process in an orderly manner.

The funeral costing as much as 140,000 Mora, was indeed a grand occasion.

Chen Tianfeng watched carefully, as if he was attending his own funeral in advance.

In the mourning scene, Zhongli, dressed in black, whispered to comfort Grandma Yuan. He raised his head and looked at Chen Tianfeng who was standing at the end of the crowd. Seeing his drooping brows, he sighed again in his heart.

Yuan Mu's funeral went peacefully without any twists and turns or accidents.

Chen Tianfeng was very satisfied, but during the "farewell to relatives" segment, he pursed his lips and left the funeral. I wonder if it was because he was afraid to see the scene of Grandma Yuan and Yuan Mu saying goodbye.

No matter what, it was he who killed Yuan Mu - in order to survive.

Chen Tianfeng didn’t think he had done anything wrong. If he were given another chance to choose, he would still stab with the dagger.

He wants to live, he doesn't want to die.

It was this clear realization that made him feel sick.

Chen Tianfeng stared at his right hand in a daze. The cold and slippery feeling came over him again, making him feel uncomfortable. He closed his eyes, opened them again, cursed in a low voice, and let his heart surge, and then calmed down a little bit.

"What are you doing here, little friend?"

Zhongli stood in the warm sunshine and looked down at Chen Tianfeng who was sitting in the shadows.

“...It’s Mr. Zhongli. Is the funeral over?” Chen Tianfeng raised his head.

"Not yet, it's just that the part that required my participation has ended."

Zhongli thought about it, not paying attention to his new Wangshengtang work uniform, and sat down next to Chen Tianfeng: "Why did you leave early, young friend?"

"Maybe it's because of shame." Chen Tianfeng opened his mouth: "I was a step late and failed to save him." "I see."

Zhongli nodded, speaking in a gentle voice: "Plants and trees have no intention, they will wither and flourish at their own time. What is coming will come, and what is leaving cannot be stopped. No matter how reluctant or sad you are, you have to face and accept it. This is a compulsory course in life."

"I know that people should always look forward." Chen Tianfeng rubbed his cheeks. "You can remember and reflect, but you can't actively drown in regrets that are neither meaningful nor useful. Life is impermanent, and death will always come unexpectedly, but if you cry because you missed the sun, then you will miss the stars as well."

"My friend really understands many principles."

"Just knowing some of the wisdom of our ancestors is far from being enough to understand it."

"That's enough. Humans are fragile. We should give ourselves some time to vent our sorrow."

"Sir, you want to say that being sad when you should be sad and being happy when you should be happy is also a qualified attitude towards life?"

"good."

Zhongli raised his hand and ruffled Chen Tianfeng's hair in front of his stunned gaze: "My friend, since you understand the impermanence of life, please cherish and treat every day well in the days ahead."

"···I will."

Chen Tianfeng half lowered his head, and suddenly felt bitter in his heart. He subconsciously changed the subject: "Does Mr. Zhongli have any regrets?"

"Yes, and more than one."

Zhongli withdrew his hand, his eyes filled with reminiscence: "I am many years older than you, and have experienced many farewells because of this. How can I not have regrets?"

If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine, it doesn't seem like you are a teenager.

You buried the bones in the mud, I sent the world to the world full of snow.

"···"

Chen Tianfeng turned his head to look at Zhongli, and for the first time saw clear emotions in his golden eyes.

It turns out that the gods of Teyvat really have regrets, and they will feel reluctant and sad about the departure of their old friends. It seems that "God loves the world" is no longer a self-deceiving lie of human beings in this world.

"Are you going to Mondstadt soon?"

Zhongli stood up and extended his hand to Chen Tianfeng, with only a gentle smile in his eyes, as if the emotion just now was an illusion: "Can I ask a favor from you, young friend?"

"Please go ahead, sir. Chen will do his best to complete it."

Chen Tianfeng did not hesitate. He grabbed Zhongli's hand, used the force to stand up, and returned to the sunlight with him.

"Haha, no need to be so serious."

Zhongli smiled and walked forward, while Chen Tianfeng lagged behind him half a step.

"My friend, on your way to Mondstadt, you will pass by an inn called Wangshu. There is an old friend of mine there. I would like you to help give him a dose of Lianli Zhenxin Powder to suppress and reduce the pain he is enduring."

"... Chen will definitely bring it."

Chen Tianfeng grinned and asked tentatively: "Mr. Zhongli, do you have anything else to remind me?"

Wangshu Inn, old friend, relieve pain... These information appeared at the same time. If Chen Tianfeng couldn't guess the identity of this "old friend", he would be unworthy of being a player.

So is Zhongli hinting at something?

(End of this chapter)