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Wiping the sweat off her head, Wendy began to explain to Zhongli where the child came from and what had happened in the past few days.

“It’s really amazing that something like this could happen in Teyvat.

So, you will bring him to Liyue and let me raise him?" Zhongli finally understood what Wendy meant. He was just the tool to raise the child.

“That’s right!

The main thing is this child. I’m still not sure whether he will have any problems. Even if he is not between you and me, I can hand him over to those people.

"Master Liuyunjiefeng, doesn't she like taking care of children? Just leave it to her!" Before sending the baby away, Wendy started looking for godparents.

Among them, the fairy bird is definitely the most suitable.

“Also, and, old man, you see, this child is from Liyue, they are your people!

Do you want to watch him wander around the world with me?"

"I thought you were going to send him to an orphanage."

Wendy continued to feed the baby milk, pouting her lips and teasing him, with a gentle look on her face.

God loves people, whether they are his own people or the people of his God, Wendy loves them all.

It would be great if this child was a Mondstadt person. We could just take him back to Mondstadt and hand him over to the leader of the Knights of Favonius to raise him. Then everything would be over.

“I originally thought so, but then I thought, this kid and I are quite compatible.

Send it to your friends, and come and see it often when you have the chance."

Knowing that Wendy sent the child to him for this reason, Zhongli took a sip of tea and said, "Then why don't you raise the child yourself? It would be better if you can keep the child by your side and take care of him every day."

"Me?" Wendy pointed at herself, as if questioning.

"I'd better forget it. I have no place to live. I live in the wild. If this child follows me, he will suffer in vain."

What he said makes sense. On the road to freedom, Wendy always walks in the front. It is so hard to follow him.

"Why not give it a try? Since we both get along, why not continue.

If that doesn't work, you can send the child to me and I will raise him personally.

My old friend, you don’t want this child to live an unhappy life, do you?” Zhongli always liked to counsel people, and this time he directly brought up the topic of happiness.

Besides, his old friend didn't need any guidance. He was just worried that the child would suffer by staying with him.

"My old friend, think about it again. Following me, learning martial arts in the mountains, studying literature in the academy, rain or shine, thunder and lightning, it is just as hard.

Traveling around with you is also a joy."

......

In the evening, after Wendy coaxed the baby to sleep, she walked over to Zhongli, sat down, picked up the wine bottle beside her and took a sip.

In the dim light, Wendy suddenly remembered something and turned around and said, "Grandpa, give this child a name.

Since he is from Liyue, you can give him a name that belongs to Liyue."

Hearing this, Zhongli opened the drawer, took out graphite and Yanteng paper, and began to think with ink.

Picking up the phoenix-feather brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write the first word on the Yanteng paper.

"Since the name is in ink, I will use the word ink as my surname."

The big black characters written on the gold paper are particularly eye-catching and beautiful.

Zhongli's handwriting is majestic and oppressive, revealing a sense of aggression everywhere, but it is not lacking in connotation and literary flavor.

The candlesticks were still flickering, reflecting the profiles of the two gods, which looked particularly divine.

After pondering for a while, Zhongli wrote the word "wind" at the end of the paper.

"It is my destiny to be with you. I came from the wind, and thousands of winds sang for me. I ended with the word wind. What do you think?"

At this moment, Wendy was almost drunk and kept nodding her head, "Feng, OK! Feng~"

Seeing Wendy like this, Zhongli smiled slightly and started to mention a word in the middle.

“Born in the wild mountains, in an uninhabited area, if I hadn’t met an old friend, my future would have been difficult and I might have lost my life.

The word "Nan" is too difficult, so it uses "Nan" as the middle, "Mo" as the surname, and "Feng" as the tail.

Mo Nanfeng.

Just call it this name, and I hope that all the difficulties and hardships in your future will be blown away by the wind, just like this old friend.

Free and happy.