Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 304 Remember, We Love You (Part 1)

Meanwhile, inside Sumeru City, at the Order of the Monarchy.

Farusan touched her forehead, tossed aside the last parchment scroll filled with annotations, and sighed helplessly.

Although he said he would make these good-for-nothing students pay, when it came to the crucial moment, the tough-talking senior couldn't help but revise the papers for his juniors one by one.

Don't get me wrong, she just couldn't stand these fabricated graduation projects, so she did it on a whim.

As for zero or negative scores, just remember them for now. But if the next paper you submit still doesn't satisfy your seniors, some incorrigible students will be in trouble.

The blue-haired girl looked slightly tired, propping her face up with her hand and habitually reaching for the porcelain cup of coffee on the table.

However, the coffee grounds in the cup, which had dried up long ago, naturally did not satisfy her. Farusan weighed the empty coffee cup in her hand and pushed it back to its original place with some frustration.

What bad luck... even a cup of coffee is going against my senior.

Although the water room was not far away, the exhausted girl clearly didn't have the energy to refill her drink.

Farusan gently rubbed her slightly sore shoulders and looked out the window, but could only see complete darkness.

In the distance, the scattered lights gradually went out, like the notes of a lullaby coming to an end one by one.

It's already this late...it must be pretty late, right?

Ignoring her stomach's protests after an afternoon and a night, the girl blushed slightly. However, she was already used to forgetting to eat and sleep.

Sigh... By now, dinner time has probably long ended. I'll just grab something to eat and head home.

Thinking of that place, which was somewhat more lively than her previous quiet and deserted residence, the blue-haired girl's lips would unconsciously curl into a barely perceptible smile.

Just the thought that there was someone waiting for her to come home made the churning hunger seem less unbearable.

Farusan stood up and rummaged through the shelf next to her for the traditional coconut charcoal cakes that someone had specially brought her a few days ago.

She remembered that last time she hadn't been able to finish it all.

Although she always verbally denounces someone's philandering, deep down, the girl doesn't dislike her current life.

Even though she couldn't participate well in the conversations with the younger generation most of the time, it was still much better than hiding alone in an empty room reminiscing about the past.

However, to reiterate, if anyone dares to bring girls home again, this senior is not so easily fooled.

Thinking this, the girl absentmindedly leaned against the wooden cabinet, rummaging through it, while silently muttering to herself.

Unfortunately, perhaps due to a memory lapse, or perhaps the snacks were misplaced, after searching around, the bag of coconut charcoal cakes that should have been there remained nowhere to be found.

Farusan was a little annoyed and sat back down in her chair, wondering if she would really have to go home hungry tonight.

She turned her gaze to the worn-out family photo on the table, staring at the familiar faces in the picture, lost in thought.

If my mother were still alive, she would definitely nag her all night long... well, maybe even two nights.

However, if it were her back then, she probably would have run away to the laboratory of the Order of the Church and shut herself up.

The girl gave a helpless chuckle, but soon that chuckle turned into an indescribable bitterness.

But... the chance to hear her nagging again, or to be choked by her father's pipe, is gone forever.

The once emotionally detached girl awkwardly resisted this heavy love, but when she finally understood, she could only desperately chew on and swallow the regret and bitterness in her memories.

Fate... it really loves to play cruel jokes.

Lost in a jumble of thoughts, joy and sorrow mingled with exhaustion, and Farusan drowsily closed her eyes, slumped onto the table, and fell into a deep sleep.

Bizarre fragments of memories flashed back between my half-dream and half-awake state, shattering like spilled paint bottles.

I don't know how much time passed, but in a daze, I heard the sound of a door latch being gently pulled and then closed in the distance.

Then, the soft touch of the blanket enveloped me, followed by the familiar sweet aroma of creamy mushroom soup.

A sudden feeling of weightlessness startled the girl awake. Feeling the warm embrace behind her, Farusan opened her eyes groggily, a hint of surprise flashing in her pale green pupils.

However, she quickly masked her joy as usual, and instead gave a soft hum, trying to remain calm with a straight face.

"Hmph... It's you... What, you didn't spend time with the others today, so you actually have time to come see your senior?"

However, unlike her usual mature and sophisticated tone, Farusan's words now carried a girlish flavor, with a hint of jealousy in them.

Mu Feng wrapped his arms around Farusan's waist, gently tied her loose hair tie back in place, and teased her.

"If I hadn't come, were you planning to just sleep here on an empty stomach until tomorrow morning?"

Hit hard by those words, and with her stomach protesting again, the girl's cheeks flushed slightly, but she still retorted softly, a little defiant.

"Don't make a fuss. Scholars from any era would study all night long. I'm used to it..."

However, faced with Mu Feng's increasingly serious expression, Senior Falushan's imposing manner weakened somewhat.

"But you can't just not eat... If this continues, I'll have to ask Senior Elhesenka for his research funding."

Mu Feng sighed. Honestly, she's over a hundred years old and still doesn't know how to take care of herself.

He opened the lunchbox next to him, scooped up a spoonful of mushroom soup, blew on it to check the temperature, and then thoughtfully handed it to the girl's lips.

Farusan seemed to want to say something more, but when she met Mu Feng's concerned gaze, a wave of tenderness washed over her.

She opened her mouth, but swallowed the words that were about to come out, and silently put the spoon in her mouth.

Well, it's just a student's good intention, so you should just accept it without worry.

The freshly made mushroom soup was still warm, sliding down her throat and into her stomach, bringing a warm feeling, but it wasn't as warm and hot as the hand gently rubbing her lower abdomen.

A slight blush rose on Farusan's fair cheeks, and her gentle gaze held an indescribable emotion.

What she hadn't had a chance to say was that during the time someone was away, she could only numb herself with constant research, and naturally, she gradually got used to this kind of life.

So, if you're worried about your senior's schedule, remember to report to them on time every day.

The soup in the bowl gradually dwindled, and Mu Feng cleared away the dishes, gently wiping the soup stains from the corners of the girl's mouth with his fingertips.

And then... well, the soup tastes pretty good.

Farusian rolled her eyes at him, but showed no anger whatsoever. She merely muttered to herself, "Disrespectful disciple!"

She even began to doubt whether the time when this guy bumped into her in the desert was truly an accident.

The cold wind outside seeped in through the crack in the door, and the girl shrank slightly into Mu Feng's arms. Mu Feng just happened to grab the blanket that had slipped off to the side and draped it over her shoulder.

However, whether it was an accident or not is no longer important, because she no longer wanders aimlessly with time.

Farusan smiled as she leaned against Mu Feng's chest, gently patting his hand and teasing him softly.

“You know, sometimes you worry even more than I do. You know, besides your mother, you are also…”

The girl stopped abruptly, her expression dimming for a moment, but she quickly and cleverly concealed it.

Farusan's changing expression did not escape Mu Feng's notice. He tightened his grip on the girl's arm and asked softly.

"homesick?"

Farusan pursed her lips, feeling both warmth and helplessness in her heart. It really was true that nothing could escape this guy's eyes.

However, she didn't want her emotions to ruin the atmosphere, so the girl fell silent for a moment.

Seeing this, Mu Feng simply smiled, and a tattered hourglass appeared in his hand, but his words were like a thunderclap.

"In that case, let's go back and take a look."

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