Genshin Impact: This fireplace house is your graveyard.

Chapter 79 Endless Nightmare 7

The sudden shattering sound startled Qiuhe, who then turned around abruptly to find that the mirror had broken.

A bead of sweat rolled down Qiuhe's face as he watched this scene. He couldn't understand why the mirror had shattered for no reason.

Qiuhe then slowly walked towards the mirror to examine it, and found that it didn't seem to have shattered after being hit by a foreign object.

He carefully examined the mirror, then looked at the ground, trying to find clues.

However, no pebbles or other objects that could have caused the mirror to break were found on the ground.

Qiuhe was deeply puzzled, and then curiously reached out and gently moved the shards on the mirror.

Suddenly, he accidentally cut his finger on the mirror, and as he sucked on the wound...

The school bell rang abruptly, interrupting his thoughts. Qiuhe glanced helplessly at his injured finger.

After quickly treating the wound, he hurriedly walked towards his classroom.

However, he did not notice that the drop of blood he had left on the mirror was being slowly absorbed by the shard on the mirror.

After absorbing the drop of blood, a wisp of black mist rose from the surface of the fragment and then vanished without a trace.

After that, nothing else seemed amiss with Qiuhe, and the day passed peacefully.

Until the school bell rang,

"Students, don't forget to finish your homework after you get back to your dorms," ​​the teacher's voice echoed in the classroom.

"And Gan Yu, remember to check the homework when you come tomorrow morning."

After adding the last sentence, the teacher packed up her things and slowly left the classroom.

After packing his schoolbag, Qiuhe left the classroom with Hu Tao and the others.

On the way back to the dormitory, Hu Tao was full of energy and in a cheerful mood, chatting and laughing with everyone.

Qiuhe followed behind, but seemed somewhat distracted. Xiangling, with a lovesick expression, then spoke up.

"Ah~, Xiao is still so handsome today, that look in his eyes and that beautiful turn when he won the ball."

Then Xiangling covered her face and started fidgeting, while Xin Yan, looking speechless, said...

"Ah, right, right, the old coach is really something, he snatched the ball from us in one go."

Xiangling then waved her hand and said, "Oh, competition is secondary, friendship is primary. Winning or losing is not important, being handsome is for a lifetime."

"I'm telling you, I left a letter under Xiao's table if he'll come out to dinner with me tomorrow."

After saying this, Xiangling, with a lovesick expression, began to imagine it.

Meanwhile, Hu Tao, with a mischievous smile, whispered in Xiang Ling's ear:

"Maybe Xiao is on a date with Keqing right now~"

Xiangling was also pulled back to reality by these words. "Ah~, Hu Tao, you jinx!"

After Xiangling shouted those words, she started chasing after Hu Tao. Amidst the laughter and chatter of the group, Qiuhe did not join in.

He was still thinking about what happened during his school days, wondering why those strange things were happening to him.

"Le Yi." Qiu He stopped abruptly; it was that voice again.

Someone called out "Le Yi" again, the voice coming from behind, and what's more, the voice was very familiar.

Akikawa immediately thought of that girl, "Clévy," the voice of the girl from his dream.

At that moment, Qiuhe suddenly felt that the dream was so real that he even began to doubt which was the dream and which was reality.

And that voice kept ringing out, "Lei Yi~. Why don't you come back to see me~".

"I'm right behind you~ I miss you so much~ I want to hug you again~ Come on, turn around and look at me."

The sound echoed in the air, very gentle, as if constantly drawing Qiuhe back.

Qiuhe, finally losing control of himself, turned back as he began to breathe heavily.

But just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly froze in place, realizing he couldn't control himself from turning back.

And deep within his mind, he could still hear a girl's voice, "Don't...head, front..."

Qiuhe was completely stunned, but he found himself uncontrollably following in the footsteps of Hu Tao and the others.

The voice that echoed in his mind was very strange; it spoke while also containing a crackling sound like electricity.

I didn't hear what was said at all; I just vaguely felt that it was something like, no, head, front.

Qiuhe didn't understand what it meant, and the voice in the crackling sound seemed to be a girl's voice.

At this moment, Qiuhe's mind and heart were like a restless swarm of bees, unable to find peace. Claire was someone from his dreams.

But she reacted so strongly to his voice, and why did the question "Why does Le Yi sound so familiar?" sound so familiar to her?

It sounded like my own name, but just as I was thinking that, a voice echoed in my mind.

"No, you are, Chongyun," that voice kept echoing in Qiuhe's mind.

"I am Chongyun," Qiuhe blurted out uncontrollably, and all the thoughts that had been swirling in his mind vanished in an instant.

The illusion vanished instantly, leaving only the memory of his name being Chongyun. "Yes, you are Chongyun," the voice echoed in his mind.

After entering the dormitory, the group separated, with Qiuhe and Xingqiu returning to the boys' dormitory.

Hu Tao, Xin Yan, and Xiang Ling also returned to the girls' dormitory, and Qiu He, upon returning, saw the other two boys in the dormitory.

But he didn't pay much attention to them; instead, he sat down on his bunk with practiced ease, as if he knew this was his place.

Xingqiu went into the bathroom, and soon the sound of running water could be heard.

Qiuhe sat on her bed, her thoughts, which had initially been calmed by those words, now began to become chaotic again.

"What exactly was that voice? And why did I react to that name?"

"I am Chongyun, not Leyi. Then who is Leyi?" Qiuhe kept thinking about these things.

A while later, Xingqiu's voice came from the bathroom, "Qiuhe, get me a bath towel."

The voice in Qiuhe's mind had completely made him realize that his name was Chongyun.

But upon hearing Qiuhe's name, he still reacted instinctively, and was about to speak in response.

The voice echoed in his mind again, "No," and Qiuhe froze on the bed, motionless.

This time he clearly heard the words "no," but he had no idea what they meant by "no."

All I know is that I can't move or speak; I can only sit motionless on the bed.

Xingqiu noticed that Qiuhe didn't respond, and silence eventually fell over the bathroom.

Soon the sound of running water stopped, and Xingqiu, wrapped in a bath towel and drying his hair, slowly walked out of the bathroom.

He also noticed that Qiuhe was staring at him for no apparent reason. Xingqiu finally blinked and said:

"Is there anywhere on my face that I haven't washed properly?" Qiuhe gently shook her head after hearing this.

"There are bath towels in the bathroom, so why did Xingqiu ask me to get him a bath towel just now?"

"Also, my name is Chongyun, so why did I seem to have an instinctive reaction when I heard Qiuhe just now?"

Qiuhe was very puzzled; too many strange things had happened to him. In the end, he rubbed his head in bewilderment.

He had too much to process at the moment, so he slowly lay down on the bed to rest for a while.

Then Xingqiu spoke up again, "Chongyun, aren't you going to do your homework?" Qiuhe responded in response:

"It's still early, but I'm feeling a little dizzy. I'll rest for a while."

Upon hearing that Qiuhe was dizzy, Xingqiu went to get some medicine.

"Chongyun, you don't seem to have caught a cold, do you? Take this; it's cold medicine my mom gave me. I've taken a few pills before, and it seems to work quite well."

Qiuhe Wenyan had no choice but to take the pill, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Xingqiu, meanwhile, was doing his homework, hunched over the table. Meanwhile, in the real-life fireplace-themed house...

Lying on the bed, Qiuhe's solemn expression had softened considerably, but he still looked somewhat uncomfortable.

As if under a spell, she wanted to wake up but couldn't, while Clementine beside her was grinning foolishly and drooling, seemingly having a sweet dream.

"Evil dragon, release Princess Clover! I, the current prince of the Narcissus Cross Kingdom, will never allow you to harm Princess Clover!"

At that moment, Clementine was dreaming that she was a beautiful princess, chained to a high tower by a dragon.

In Claire's dream, Akikawa undoubtedly transformed into a prince.

Holding a holy sword, he stood at the foot of the tower, facing the demonic dragon atop the spire.

Princess Claire was standing at the tower window, holding a small mirror in her left hand and applying lipstick to her lips in her right.

After applying lipstick, she smacked her lips twice, shook her head from side to side, looked at herself in the mirror, and then threw the mirror and lipstick behind her.

Then he made a gesture of resting the back of his right hand on his forehead and gently placing his left hand on his chest before speaking.

"Oh, prince, please save us! We need a dragon, it's going to splatter us!"