Star Rail Simulation, but surrounded by characters

"Some time ago, Fu Xuan asked me why I accepted her as my apprentice, and I told her that it was related to a prophecy."

"She was very depressed after hearing this and was unhappy all day, which made me feel a little guilty."

"But eight out of ten things in this world are not as we wish."

"I am not an immortal, so I cannot accompany her for too long. Moreover, this prophecy is vague and uncertain, and I don't know when it will come true."

"So being able to have a few years of mentor-disciple relationship is already a gift from heaven. I don't ask for too much and I am proud of her."

"Fu Xuan is extremely talented and works very hard. She will definitely achieve achievements that are not inferior to, or even far better than, mine in the future."

"Please help me to solve Fu Xuan's problem."

“I hope she will continue on the path of divination with determination and reach heights that no one has ever reached before.”

The letter ends here, with a few words of greeting and the master's signature.

The letter was not sent, probably because she had already escaped from Yuque before that.

Fu Xuan's hand holding the letter began to tremble slightly.

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aside.

Qingque, who had basically finished organizing the books, found a few small props for divination, or rather, small toys.

She found it interesting.

Qingque came over with a smile and said, "Master Taibu! Look at this! Look at this! This little gadget made of a hexagram plate is quite interesting!

[Xier: Qingque is still happy! ]

[Liuying: Your boss is about to drop pearls! ! ]

"Are you reading the letter?"

Qingque walked over, turned sideways, and looked at what Fu Xuan was doing.

However, the first thing Qingque noticed was the two lines of tears sliding down Fu Xuan's cheeks.

Qingque was shocked!!!

[Silver Wolf: Ah!? Fu Xuanzhen is crying? ?]

[Xing: Really crying! ! ? ]

【March 7: No way!!!】

[Mirror Stream: Accident...]

【Su Shang: Oh my god!!!】

[Everyone said Fu Xuan's defense was broken and that Fu Xuan was going to drop a small pearl. They were just joking.]

[After all, in this simulation, Fu Xuan is no longer the clingy little disciple who used to cling to his master's arm and act like a spoiled child.]

[Fu Xuan in the picture looks petite, but at this time she is already the Grand Diviner of Luofu, one of the Six Imperial Gods. In the entire Luofu Immortal Boat, she is almost second to none. ]

[Even if it's sad, even if it's a little bit broken. 】

[No one expected that she would actually cry, and even more so, in the presence of others, in the presence of Qingque...]

[This really surprised and shocked everyone.]

Of course, the most unexpected thing was Qingque who was present at the scene.

She originally came over with a smile.

But at this moment, Qingque's smile completely turned into surprise. She was holding the divination toy, and her whole body was directly controlled.

After reacting for a while, Qingque asked very carefully and cautiously, "Master Taibu, are you...are you crying?"

"what."

Fu Xuan held the letter in one hand and wiped his eyes with the other.

After hearing Qingque's question, she smiled instinctively: "Qingque, what are you talking about? I'm not crying, I just feel a little sentimental."

Fu Xuan said this, but when she wiped her eyes, she felt a wetness.

Fu Xuan put down his hand and stared at the tear marks on it.

Did I really shed tears?

Fu Xuan opened his mouth.

She wanted to say something more, to make some excuses, as she had done before.

My relationship with my master is average. It's impossible for me to cry just because I read the letter he didn't send.

She wanted to pause time again and freeze all her sorrows in the empty starry sky.

However, the emotional dam has begun to collapse.

At first, Fu Xuan himself didn’t even realize that there were two lines of tears.

Then the sentiment began to expand.

The emotion that came more than a hundred years late, the sadness that came more than thirty years late.

Gradually, she became irresistible and was overwhelmed.

Xian Zhou: 45. Fu Xuan cried heartbreakingly, Qing Que was stunned

Fu Xuan touched the corner of his eyes and realized that he was crying.

Fu Xuan held the letter in his hand and said, "Qingque, go pack your things first."

Qingque hesitated: "But, you look..."

Fu Xuan lowered his head slightly: "It's okay, I'm just a little sad."

Ever since I saw the light arrow falling and Su Qing disappeared, leaving the empty starry sky.

The time regarding his master in Fu Xuan's mind stopped there.

Whether it is happy or sad.

She stood on the other side of time, unwilling to take another step.

Now, Fu Xuan still wants to stop time like before.

But with this visit to Yuque.

Past experiences emerged one by one.

The emotions in Fu Xuan's heart at this moment were no longer something she could stop easily even if she wanted to.

Gradually.

Fu Xuan looked down at the letter, tears beginning to fall uncontrollably.

At first, there were only one or two drops, like dewdrops, gently dripping on the letter paper.

Now is not the time to be sad, I need to pack my things, Qingque is still here...

But Fu Xuan could no longer control himself.

She always said that her relationship with her master was just average.

They always say it’s only five years.

But for these five years, she escaped for a hundred years.

The time she spent with her master only accounted for a few tenths of her life.

But what does this one-tenth mean to her?

Bits and pieces of past events began to flash through Fu Xuan’s mind.

The long snowy street, the master’s back as I left home.

When she first arrived at Taibusi to study, the first time her master rubbed her head, it was not gentle. He made her hair a mess, but it also relieved most of her nervousness and restraint.

In Taibu Pavilion, he swung his legs and read the latest articles to his master.

When I was sick, I curled up in the quilt and looked at the caring expression on my master's face.

The master's smile, the master's care for her, the warmth of the master's palm when he stroked her head...

The lively crowds during the Lantern Festival and the lights in the night sky during the Chinese Valentine’s Day.

Scenes passed before her eyes.

Fu Xuan had a very good memory, but at this moment she hated the fact that her memory was so good.

Because memories are a thing of the past.

Just remembering it clearly is of no use.

When Fu Xuan wanted to reach out and grasp these memories, he found that they had become illusory and untouchable.

It's been more than a hundred years since then.

When Fu Xuan came to Taibu Pavilion again, all the past seemed to be right before his eyes.

But that empty starry sky and this unsent letter.

It means that there is no going back.

Never again, I will see my master again.

When you have to face this fact.

The paused time in Fu Xuan's heart began to flow, and the emotions that she had suppressed before also began to surge.

It was just a few tears at first.

But soon, Fu Xuan couldn't stop crying anymore.

Her shoulders began to shake and her breathing became rapid.

Her face revealed an unconcealable sadness, and big tears began to slide from the corners of her eyes, across her pretty cheeks, and drip onto the letter paper, leaving a stain.

Fu Xuan no longer cared that Qingque was still beside him.

In the ocean of emotions, she stood on a reef, with raging waves crashing around her. She could no longer stand steadily and could not take care of herself.

Fu Xuan's emotions became more and more intense.

Her hands were shaking even more violently, and her knuckles were turning white as she clenched the letter paper.

Her chest heaved violently and tears continued to flow, blurring her vision and the words on the letter.

On the way to Yuque, he told Qingque that his master was cold and heartless and only cared about divination.

But who is it that vowed to always stay by the master's side but never did it?

Who is it that faced the prophecy, ran away without looking back, relied on divination, and never even contacted us?

This time back to Yuque.

She learned some details from her mother that she didn't know before.

But even so, Fu Xuan still found that she didn't understand her master at all.

She asked herself, why?

Why, even though I know that Master is not an immortal, I have never thought about getting to know him better...

Why did I still cover my head and close my eyes? Once I escaped, I escaped from most of my master’s life...

Those words are still ringing in Fu Xuan's ears.

"Even so, I still treat you as a true disciple. It has always been like this."

Along the way, the master always treated her as a real disciple.

From the very beginning to the very last moment, it never changed.

But what about her?

At the beginning, Fu Xuan felt that his master only accepted him as a disciple because of the prophecy.

At the end, when faced with the prophecy, he just ran away instead of staying to face it with his master.