Kamisato Ayaka didn't remember those life-and-death experiences with him?
When this possibility came to mind, Zeyan felt an extremely uncomfortable sensation welling up in his heart, and his breathing became short.
Without the memories of the??, how would Kamisato Ayaka know who Zeyan was? Even if he walked up to her, he would just be one of the many ordinary people in the vast Ritou. She might politely offer him a smile, and then turn and leave, without any further words.
They... were just strangers!
Zeyan's excitement, elation, and joy vanished completely in that instant.
He looked at the graceful girl in front of him but didn't dare to greet her. He was afraid of getting a terrible answer, one that would shatter his last remaining hope, and he didn't dare to face such an answer.
"Coo coo coo..."
At this moment, Zeyan's stomach growled.
Touching his stomach, Zeyan looked at Kamisato Ayaka again and slowly walked over.
He didn't dare to talk to Kamisato Ayaka directly, but he saw a well-located food stall not far from her. From that spot, he could have a full view of the street and naturally continue to watch Kamisato Ayaka.
Zeyan walked over and ordered a Teyvat Fried Egg Noodle.
The Teyvat Fried Egg Noodle was quickly served, steaming hot and fragrant, making one's mouth water.
However, after taking a few glances, Zeyan's gaze couldn't help but drift towards Kamisato Ayaka. At this time, Kamisato Ayaka had left the mask stall and was slowly walking around nearby. Many people greeted Kamisato Ayaka along the way, and Kamisato Ayaka would nod in acknowledgment to each of them.
Watching her, Zeyan sighed again before picking up his chopsticks and eating the Teyvat Fried Egg Noodle, pondering what to do as he ate.
...
About a year had passed since that incident, right?
The matter couldn't help but surface in Kamisato Ayaka's mind, and her expression became somewhat melancholic for a moment.
She stood under the red maple tree, her ice-blue long hair swaying gently in the breeze, her figure exuding a sense of loneliness.
Kamisato Ayaka still didn't know what had happened a year ago. Why had almost everyone in Inazuma disappeared at that time, leaving only her and Zeyan? It felt like a dream.
In fact, for a long time afterward, Kamisato Ayaka had thought it was a dream.
In the dream, the people of Inazuma had disappeared, and only she and Zeyan relied on each other, traveling all over Narukami Island, and finally even sailing across the sea from Ritou on a Waverider to the distant Liyue.
However, the process wasn't pleasant.
Wind and waves swept over them, illness tormented her, and in the end, she even died.
But precious memories still remained.
Kamisato Ayaka thought of the request she had made to Zeyan when she was weak, and the situation when the two of them became one, which couldn't help but bring a slight blush to her delicate face.
He was her man, her first man, and her only man.
In the end, she had listened to her man's song and died in his arms.
She thought her life had come to an end, but the result was a hazy awakening, finding that everything in Inazuma was no different from the past. The Shogun was still there, Lady Guuji Yae was still there, and no one had disappeared. The only difference was that she had an extra set of memories.
Yes, memories.
She found it hard to regard such things as dreams, because everything felt too real. The feeling of the raging wind and rain, the feeling of loneliness and fear... the warm feeling of Zeyan's companionship, and the feeling of being in love with Zeyan... everything felt too real.
How could this be a dream?
Kamisato Ayaka didn't believe it was a dream, but if it wasn't a dream, what was it?
She was at a loss, but then she thought that perhaps if she found Zeyan, she could understand many things.
So she searched and searched, looking all over Ritou but couldn't find Zeyan, who should have been there. She remembered him saying he wanted to write novels and submit them to Yae Publishing House to make a living, so she searched through all the novels of Yae Publishing House and visited every related author, but none of them had any connection to Zeyan.
This person was as if he had never existed.
Why was it like this?
Kamisato Ayaka didn't understand. Many times she would wonder if Zeyan, as a person, didn't exist at all, and if his existence was just a figment of her imagination.
But she really couldn't accept it, because the dream felt too real. She still remembered Zeyan's body temperature, his scent, his eyes, and his tenderness. How could such a person be fake?
So, unwilling to give up, Kamisato Ayaka not only searched in Ritou but also searched all over Inazuma and even went to Liyue for a while, but ultimately found nothing.
Gradually, a year passed just like that.
Kamisato Ayaka started searching again all over Ritou.
After all, if there were foreigners in Inazuma, the greatest possibility was that they would appear in Ritou, and Zeyan, who came from Liyue, was naturally considered a foreigner.
Kamisato Ayaka had become familiar with the roads of Ritou after walking them for a long time. She would walk down a street and even know what kind of shops were located at what positions, and she recognized the people in those shops and knew their names.
Because she walked so many times, these things naturally became familiar.
But she still hadn't found Zeyan.
"If you are a dream of mine, then I will not wake up."
Kamisato Ayaka sighed and turned around, intending to go to a nearby food stall to eat something. Perhaps ordering a fragrant bowl of Teyvat Fried Egg Noodles would be a good choice.
She looked up at the food stall. There were a few tables and chairs set up outside the stall, and some customers were sitting there eating. Her gaze subconsciously swept over each of the customers.
Suddenly, Kamisato Ayaka's eyes narrowed, and a look of disbelief appeared on her face.
"Lin... Zeyan?"
A huge surge of surprise struck her, making Kamisato Ayaka almost think she had seen wrongly, she simply couldn't believe it.
Wasn't the person sitting there eating a bowl of Teyvat Fried Egg Noodles Zeyan?
She would never forget that familiar figure. This made her subconsciously quicken her pace towards him, even wanting to run and throw herself into his arms, just like they used to, pressing closely against each other.
But after taking only a few steps, Kamisato Ayaka's footsteps froze subconsciously again.
"Zeyan, will he have those memories from back then?"
Kamisato Ayaka couldn't help but think of this question, and her mind became somewhat chaotic for a moment.
Moreover, she thought of a problem, which was that she was very famous in Inazuma. If Zeyan knew of her existence, there was no way he wouldn't have come to find her, right? But why hadn't Zeyan done so? Could it be that he simply didn't have those memories of relying on each other for survival?
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