Honkai Impact 3: Yulandel's Beloved Brother

Human joys and sorrows are not the same. The older you get, the more you understand how precious it is to have someone you get along with.

——Night Cat Wuxin

"Get together? Me and her? Dean, please don't curse me."

Belle looked like he had a headache. He didn't even dare to think about that day. Diana chuckled. It was too early to tell him this now.

"I understand. You naturally can't understand it now."

"But when you reach adolescence and are ignorant of love, you will naturally understand what I am saying now."

"And I think you and Bianca are really destined."

Diana believes in fate, and some fate is destined by heaven, which may be from childhood or adolescence.

"Okay, don't sit here anymore. Go wash up and get ready for breakfast, okay?"

"By the way, I remember there's a football match this afternoon. Do you want to join?"

Diana asked with a smile. Baylor snorted and refused, "No, I'm a man, playing football with a bunch of girls?"

"Yeah, so what? Are you afraid of losing face?"

"Of course, it's not glorious to win, and it's even more embarrassing to lose. Why should I join?"

Bailor said he wouldn't join, but he knew Bianca would definitely join. With her personality, she would be itchy if she didn't fight for a football championship.

"You've thought it through."

"But Bianca will definitely participate, so you should be ready to cheer her up, right?"

Diana stood up and left the football field. Baylor chuckled and said to himself, "Does she need me to cheer her up with her strength? It's a waste of time."

"But speaking of it..."

"What does the dream I had last night mean?"

Belle was thinking quietly by himself. He had a hunch that there was definitely some connection between this dream and himself; the sound of crying and wailing, and the scene of flames burning everything, filled Baylor with too many questions.

The first thing he thought of was not fear, but curiosity, which was completely different from the scene when he dreamed of his father. Just like he couldn't see his father's face in the dream, this scene of killing was also full of mysteries.

"Oh, I really want to remember it quickly..."

"How did I lose my memory?"

Belle noticed a person again from the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw a person standing outside the football field of the orphanage. The person seemed to be the same as the one he saw when he was doing charity tree planting before.

"..."

"Who are you..."

Belle stared at the blond man, and then the man gradually disappeared, as mysterious as a mirage.

"Strange, did I not sleep well..."

Belle didn't care about this, stood up and left the football field to wash up.

Just like that, when it was breakfast time, Baylor was the first to eat. Bianca was surprised to see him getting up so early. She took her bread and coffee and sat next to him and said to him: "What a surprise, why did you get up so early today?"

"I don't know, maybe I was awakened by a dream?"

Belle took a bite of the baguette in his hand. In comparison, Bianca was much quieter: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"I don't know, I can't say...but it should be considered as such, right?"

"Are you going to participate in the football game today?"

"Yes, why not? I can play with everyone and prove my strength. What an interesting thing?"

Just as Baylor was about to say something, Yara in the cafeteria announced a special news to everyone.

"Children, listen to me first."

"Soon, a volunteer will come to visit our orphanage. She is a soldier from the battlefield and will teach everyone as a volunteer counselor."

"When the time comes, everyone must welcome her."

The children in the cafeteria all said that there was no problem. After hearing this, Belle was very curious: "What is a volunteer?"

"Well... it should mean selfless dedication? Or helpfulness?"

Bianca analyzed it like this, and Belle quickly asked her again: "Then what is a volunteer counselor?"

But this time Bianca didn't want to answer him, and said to him reluctantly: "Why do you have so many questions? If you want to know, can't you just ask Sister Yara in person?"

"That won't work. Sister Yara is not as smart as you?"

Seeing his appearance of asking for a beating, Bianca clenched her fists to signal him to be honest. Belle didn't say anything more, and continued to eat bread and drink coffee, not caring about this matter at all.