The spring spirit became Finch's only support in solitude, and the boy has been with the side of the spring since then, although he used to often carry it there, but now it has a different meaning than before.

If Little Vinci was dried before the spring before, now it is more or less a little topping.

"That's why do you want to read this kind of inexplicable narration!"

Bellet's eyes suddenly turned into white triangular eyes, and she punched Nanshuo directly in the face.

But this time Nanshuo was not knocked away by Bellit's fist, he took the seemingly overwhelming punch with a gloomy face, and then yelled:

"Do you think I'm willing to recite the lines that a certain SB arranged for me, if it weren't for the fact that this guy couldn't think of a way to count the words, do you think I'd be willing to recite this kind of line that destroys my character?"

Bellit was slightly stunned, and the force in her hand was a little smaller, but Nanshuo didn't want to stop:

"I'm a demon god, a demon god, hey, I'm a powerful existence that has existed for tens of thousands of years, and I've been arranged to do some unfortunate things, drinking until my clothes are gone, going to take a shower, and being stopped by a red-haired monster. The most excessive is ......

Nan Shuo became more and more energetic the more he spoke, and in the end, a tear crossed the corner of his eye.

"I've been with Miss Ying for so many chapters, and I'm still a place in his setting!

Whatever he says, he is still in the same place, and the protagonist of his own pen cannot be one step ahead of him.

Woo woo, how can there be such a disdainful author? ”

"Well, don't cry, anyway, you've worked hard......" Bellet looked at Nanshuo who was crying a little helplessly, and could only follow the hair on the top of Nanshuo's head like a dog.

It didn't matter if he touched it, he cried even more fiercely when he touched Nanshuo, and the tears in his two eyes seemed to flow out without money, like two faucets that had exploded.

Bellit was taken aback by this scene, but Nanshuo's child-like side in front of her awakened the maternal genes contained in her body, and she buried Nanshuo's head in front of her like a child, gently stroking Nanshuo's hair and patting his back.

"Okay, okay, stop crying."

Under Bellet's constant comfort, Nanshuo's crying gradually subsided, the corners of this damn bastard's mouth were slightly hooked, and Tian shamelessly shook his head from side to side, letting the tip of his nose rub well in Bellet's huge middle.

After feeling something strange in front of her, Bellit also relieved herself, and instantly blushed on her fair face, and pushed away Nanshuo, who was still rubbing in her arms.

Just as she was about to say something, Bellet looked at Nan Shuo's innocent expression and didn't know what to say.

There was an atmosphere of embarrassment in the air, and just as the two of them were staring at each other, Finch, who was asleep in bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"By the way, what's the point of us coming in?

It's amazing to see the memories of Old Vinci, but what does that have to do with the challenges we faced? ”

Bellet coughed lightly, still flushed with a blush on her face, and asked in a somewhat unnatural tone.

Nan Shuo heard and thought for a moment and then slowly said, "Well, in fact, it doesn't matter much, the main thing is to take a look at Old Vinci's memories." You're just something I brought in.

But if you think about it, it's actually a contest between us in terms of acting. ”

Nan Shuo pointed to Little Vinci, who got up in the middle of the night and ran to the spring, and said with a slight smile:

"Let's read all the memories of Old Vinci together, and then guess the reason why he has been waiting by this Wang Qingquan for several years!

As a character actor, it is very important to grasp the emotions of the characters.

Let's compare who can better grasp the heart of Old Vinci. ”

After listening, Bellet lazily pulled her hair, showed her posture like a white swan and said: "Although your use of words makes me feel a little uncomfortable to hear, you are right, the grasp of the character's emotions is very important for us interpreters.

So let's get started, our first competition. ”

"The first ...... After that, ...... better than that."

Nan Shuo said secretly in his heart, but on the surface he just nodded and said:

"In that case, let's speed it up."

"Accelerate? Accelerate what? ”

Faced with Bellit's question, Nanshuo showed a mysterious smile:

"Attention, time, it's about to start speeding up."

As Nanshuo's words fell, Bellet was shocked to find that everything around her began to speed up, as if watching a video at n times the speed, and the position of the two of them also came from Finch's cabin to a dark space, and in front of their eyes, the story of Old Finch and the spring fairy continued to be played out last time.

The boy and the elf became close friends who talked about everything, and although it was always Finch who spoke the words buried in his heart, the spring elf was a good listener.

She can share her wishes, draw life from her youth's troubles, and share them with him.

Looking at the clear moonlight in the lake, the young man told Qingquan his thoughts, from the young man's words, the spring fairy continued to understand this once familiar world, and also continued to understand the young man who confided in her.

The silence of the spring spirit did not discourage the young man's enthusiasm, and he changed from coming once every three days to coming every day, sometimes even several times a day, eating with the spring spirit, and sometimes even sleeping on the ground in Qingquan Town, which is now in winter.

Sure enough, the boy fell ill, and the spring elf grew stronger during her years with the boy, and she went to the boy's residence to visit the boy with a fever and cold, but was almost discovered by Boxer.

However, elves cannot be spotted by humans who do not have elemental vision, unless they manifest themselves......

Time flies, the boy quickly grew into a handsome young man, the younger generation of Qingquan Town led by Josel began to take over the burden of the older generation, the conflict between Josel and Finch has long dissipated in time, but Josel sometimes feels a little guilty and blushes when he sees Finch.

Finch became a well-known handsome boy around Springs, made many friends, and even earned a reputation as a drunkard in Mondstadt.

The Finch had changed a lot, but the only thing that hadn't changed was that the boy would come to the spring every night and talk to the elf about what had happened during the day.

Which girl's love letter I received today, how much prey I hunted, what rare plants I picked and so on.

Whenever this happens, the spring water spirit, which has acquired the ability to speak in the memory and words of the boy, will always say something sour.

"Ah, this tsundere childhood sweetheart is the type I like."

Outside the picture, Nan Shuo wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and looked at the jealous spring elf and said.

"Are you really human?"

Bellit complained that she now doubts more and more that Nanshuo is the kind of chief director who pays for the position, and if God gives this kind of guy the talent to create that kind of script, it can only be said that God is blind.

"However, looking at this momentum, the script is about to start to take a turn."

Bellit said lightly with a [I have seen everything] expression.

"It's really worthy of the [Shining Star], it's a lot of experience."

Nan Shuo said in admiration.

"Of course, who do you think I am?"

Bellit crossed her waist and responded with a look of vigour.

"However, maybe it is best for someone whose life does not take a turn."

Nan Shuo narrowed his eyes as he spoke, and looked at Old Vinci's memory with his cheeks raised.

Under the moonlight, the spring elves sat on a boulder in the spring, singing the exile's ballad.

The boy listened to the beautiful song of the spring fairy, and his eyes seemed to be shining.