PDLP Chapter 201 What does it have to do with me, Barbatos, if Wendy gets drunk?
Chapter 201 What does it have to do with me, Barbatos, if Wendy gets drunk?
Zhongli also nodded in agreement: "Guizhong is right. While we have had a lot of fun today, we should not be greedy and take a break. It is not too late to find fun again in the future.
"Let's go, let's go to our Bailu Shuanghua. I'll treat everyone to milk tea," Xinyang suggested, and then walked to the front to lead the way.
Everyone followed behind, slowly walking down the winding path. Along the way, the branches on both sides were covered with crystal clear icicles, reflecting the colorful light under the setting sun, like a dreamy crystal curtain, adding a unique scenery to the return journey.
Hu Tao curiously reached out to touch the icicles, but Zhongli gently stopped her, "Master, these icicles may look beautiful, but they are also sharp. Be careful not to hurt your hands."
Walnut stuck out her tongue and withdrew her hand, but her eyes kept fixed on the icicles, muttering, "They're so pretty! I'll have to see them next time I come."
Linghua and Xinyang walked hand in hand at the front of the team. They talked softly about their feelings about skiing today, and smiled at each other from time to time, their smiles full of sweetness and comfort.
Xianyun and Ah Ping eventually fell behind. Xianyun sighed, "Today was truly interesting. Watching Hu Tao and Ling Hua challenge themselves on the snowy slopes reminded me of the time when we fearlessly experimented with mechanical engineering."
Gui Zhong smiled and nodded: "Yes, time passes, but this kind of pure joy remains unchanged. I only hope that there will be more days like this in the future."
Before they knew it, everyone had followed Xin Yang to Bailu Shuanghua. As soon as they entered the shop, they were greeted by a warm and elegant atmosphere. The shop was filled with exquisite decorations and exuded a light tea fragrance, making them feel relaxed and comfortable.
"Welcome home, boss. Your friend has been waiting here for a long time." Nana Kano came forward to greet him.
"Friend?" Xinyang was a little confused.
"Which friend? How long have you been waiting?"
Nana Kano pointed to the small room inside and said, "A foreigner wearing green clothes came here probably this afternoon."
As soon as Xin Yang heard the green clothes, she had a guess in her mind and murmured, "I was wondering why I felt like someone was missing. Turns out they came here. OK! I get it."
"Everyone, please feel free to order whatever you want to drink. I'll treat you today." Xinyang came back to his senses, said to everyone with a smile, and then walked towards the small house.
When he opened the door, a smell of alcohol hit him in the face. Xinyang couldn't help but frown slightly. He saw the man in green clothes lying on the table with a few empty wine jars next to him. It seemed that he had drunk quite a lot.
Xinyang walked forward, gently patted the man's shoulder, and shouted, "Wendy, why did you come back alone?"
Wendy heard Xinyang's voice and slowly raised her head. Her face was flushed with a hint of drunkenness, and her eyes were a little blurry. After seeing that it was Xinyang, she smiled with a hint of naiveté and said vaguely, "Xinyang, hey, I was planning to go skiing with you guys today, but I saw some fine wine in the store, so I didn't buy any ski equipment. I thought after we got there, you guys could have fun while I had a little drink, but I ended up... I didn't stop, and when I came to my senses, a lot of time had passed. So I just ran here to wait for you."
After hearing Wendy's words, Xinyang smiled helplessly. "When will you ever stop drinking? Look at you, you don't look like a Wind God at all. What kind of wine is this? It's enough to make a demon god drunk."
Wendy scratched her head, trying to sober herself up, but her body was still staggering. She muttered, "Oh, I couldn't help it. The wine tasted so tempting. Anyway, I've been to Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain countless times. There's nothing fun there, so I might as well have a drink. And, I'm not drunk. What does it have to do with me, Barbatos, if Wendy is drunk?"
Xinyang was both angry and amused after hearing Wendy's drunken talk. "Oh, you can still tell the difference between Wendy and Barbatos now? You, stop being so stubborn. You're so drunk and still trying to be brave. When you go out to play, it's not where you go, but who you go with. It's so much fun skiing together today, and you're just sitting here drunk, missing out on so much fun."
Wendy was stunned for a moment after hearing Xinyang's words, then looked thoughtful as she muttered, "Who to play with... Yeah, is there anyone who can play with me? If there was, I wouldn't be so focused on drinking. It's just... it's just that those friends who used to laugh and play with me are all gone now. They've all disappeared in the long river of time. Now I'm the only one wandering in this world. Sometimes I think that although this world is big, I feel quite lonely."
As she spoke, a hint of loneliness and sadness appeared in Wendy's eyes, and the smile that was originally full of intoxication gradually faded. She seemed to be immersed in memories of the past. Her body stopped shaking, and she just sat there quietly, immersed in the good times that had passed.
"Ah, this..." The development of the matter far exceeded Xinyang's expectations.
Xinyang could only sit quietly beside Wendy and said, "I'm sorry for bringing up your sad story."
Wendy waved her hands, her eyes somewhat hollow as she muttered, "Tell me, why can't Barbatos get drunk? I've seen countless times those ordinary people, filled with worry, who, with just a few glasses of wine, can temporarily forget the troubles of the world, indulge in that momentary trance, and find temporary relief. But I, more than anyone, long to be drunk. I long to be intoxicated, to break free from the longing that follows me everywhere, to escape this endless loneliness."
Wendy tilted her head slightly, gazing towards the dimly lit corner of the house, as if trying to peer through the narrow space into the distant past. She continued softly, "Once, with them by our side, whether it was the starry sky of Zhaixing Cliff or the verdant wilderness of Fengqidi, everywhere we looked, our footprints were left, and our laughter echoed. Together we chanted poetry and composed music under the moonlight, letting the melodious music carry to every corner on the gentle breeze. We sat together in Mondstadt's tavern, wine swishing in our glasses, chatting and laughing, sharing every detail of life. We also stood side by side beneath the stars, imagining the myriad wonders of this world.
At this moment, the door was slowly pushed open, and Linghua's light figure appeared at the door.
Linghua called softly, "Xinyang, why haven't you come out yet? Everyone is waiting for you, the big boss!" As she said that, Linghua stepped into the house.
However, the moment Linghua stepped into the room, a strong smell of alcohol hit her face. She saw Wendy sitting in front of the window with several empty wine jars beside her. Wendy lowered her head, her face full of loneliness and sadness.
Linghua was stunned for a moment.
After a long while, Linghua came back to her senses and stammered, "Um...Wendy, what's going on?"
Wendy looked at Xinyang and said softly, "Xinyang, I'm feeling really upset right now. I need some time alone to calm down. You guys should go out first. I'm sorry for spoiling everyone's fun."
Xinyang looked at Wendy with some worry, but he also understood that Wendy might need some alone space to sort out her thoughts at this moment, so he nodded, stood up, and winked at Linghua, indicating Linghua to go out.
The room suddenly became quiet, with only Wendy sitting at the table. He was surrounded by empty wine jars that had not been cleared away. The remaining smell of wine filled the air, as if telling of his loneliness and sorrow.
Wendy stared blankly out the window, her thoughts already drifting back to the little moments she had spent with her friends in the past.
The images of them singing in the wind, playing on the grass, and imagining the future looking at the stars kept flashing through Wendy's mind, but when she came to her senses, all that was left was this empty house. The sense of disappointment made Wendy's eyes red.
Wendy gently picked up the wine glass on the table and shook it. There was no wine in it anymore, just like the time that had passed and could never come back.
Wendy murmured to herself, "It would be so nice if you were still here. Although there are interesting things in this world now, without you around, I always feel like something is missing. I am the God of Wind, but I feel so lonely..."