Genshin Impact: This fireplace house is your graveyard.

Chapter 72 Do you still remember her?

In Carles' heart, his daughter was like a delicate flower surrounded by stars, and he had never let her suffer the slightest bit of hardship.

At this moment, Navia spoke up, "Now that Navia has safely completed her rounds, I shall take my leave. I have a lot of busy work to do."

After saying these words expressionlessly, Violet slowly left, leaving behind a final remark:

“If you want to hold them accountable, you can report it to the law enforcement, but they are just some children, and your daughter was not harmed, so it will probably be difficult to win the case.”

Finally, Kares glared fiercely at Qiuhe, let out a low snort, and then left as well.

Seeing that Kares had left, Qiuhe sighed helplessly. Clarinde also walked past Qiuhe at that moment.

She gently patted his shoulder, then quietly left.

Kailer looked at Qiuhe, who seemed a little forlorn, and closed his eyes helplessly. He said, "The sun is gradually setting, and we should go home."

Qiuhe knew in his heart that these words were meant for him. Clementine then gently took Qiuhe's arm and said softly, "Let's go, Leyi."

Finally, everyone returned to the fireplace house, and each person went back to their room to wash up.

Qiuhe sat alone on the bed, feeling unusually down. She thought about how this unstable element had suddenly appeared in her life, and how it might potentially harm everyone.

His heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, unable to find peace. If only he could calm down...

Carefully recalling everything that happened back then might reveal the reason. But now, he has completely lost the ability to think.

Whenever he thought, he felt as if an invisible rope was tightly tightening around his neck, almost suffocating him.

At this moment, Clévy, Lily, and Peruvian were still washing up in the bathroom when Clévy gently pushed open the bathroom door.

She peeked out and looked at Qiuhe sitting on the bed. After a while, Claire came out wrapped in a bath towel.

She slowly sat down next to Qiuhe, who was still looking distracted. Claire then spoke softly beside her:

"Lei, I know you're still upset about those things, but they weren't your fault. Instead of wasting your time here..."

"Let's all think of a solution together," said Peruvier, who then emerged from inside, wrapped in a bath towel, and came to Qiuhe's side.

But she simply sat there without saying a word, because she knew that even a thousand words wouldn't suffice.

Even if you were to speak plainly to the heavens, perhaps these words would not reach Qiuhe's ears at this moment.

Then Peruvier gently brought her lips close to Akikawa's face and softly kissed him. Clévi, standing nearby, only then remembered that this was another way to do it.

She then followed Peruvier's example and kissed Akikawa on the other cheek, but when they stopped, Akikawa's expression remained indifferent and numb.

Their words and actions were like a small pebble dropped into the ocean, causing no ripples whatsoever.

Qiuhe's eyes were like a deep, dark sea, devoid of any light. Seeing that even this had no effect, the two couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Just then, Lily, who was in the bathroom, spoke up, "Clover, could you please get my clothes for me?" Hearing Lily's voice...

Claire then remembered that he was still in the bathroom. Although there was a towel, she wasn't like herself and Peruvier.

As night deepened, a single raindrop suddenly fell from the sky outside.

The rain settled steadily on the lily of the valley flowers that Qiuhe had planted, and slowly the rain began to increase and intensify.

The torrential rain, interspersed with lightning, combined with the howling wind and deafening thunder, created an incredibly terrifying scene in the pitch-black night.

The pounding rain and the booming thunder, even in the well-insulated fireplace house, could still be heard, their sounds like the roars of wild beasts.

But this didn't affect the children's sleep, while Kujavina swirled the red wine in her hand in the room, taking a sip and muttering to herself.

"What a beautiful scene," while Lily, Clementine, and Peruvieri had already drifted off to sleep, but Akikawa beside them...

His face looked terrible; fine beads of sweat covered his cheeks, his jaw was clenched, and he looked extremely pained, his hands gripping tightly as if he were fighting against some unseen force.

Gradually, his body began to convulse involuntarily, he gasped for breath, and his head swayed from side to side, as if he were experiencing immense inner turmoil.

The rain outside was pouring down harder and harder, and Qiuhe's face grew increasingly contorted with pain.

"......"

"Well...."

Qiuhe slowly opened his eyes. "Me? How?" Qiuhe struggled to his feet, kneeling on the ground with a pained expression, only to find himself surrounded by darkness.

"This is... the consciousness space?" Qiuhe slowly and laboriously stood up from the ground, looked around, and found nothing.

"Du, Lin," Qiuhe called out Du Lin's name with difficulty, but found nothing in the dark space.

He was now starting to wonder whose consciousness space this was.

"Tsk," a sound suddenly came from beside Qiuhe's ear. Qiuhe hurriedly turned his head, but found nothing.

"Who, who's here?" Qiuhe looked around frantically. He was certain that the voice he had just heard had come right next to him.

But he didn't notice anyone. "You really are," "You've finally arrived," "Hahaha," "Why do you look so terrified?" The voices gradually came from all directions.

"Hey! Stop playing tricks on me and get out here right now!" Qiuhe roared, but it was no use; the voice could still be heard.

For some reason, the voice felt both familiar and strange to her; it was as if she had heard it before, yet also as if she had never heard it at all; it seemed like she knew it, but she didn't know who it was.

"It's only been a few days, and you've already forgotten me," Qiuhe heard this right beside her ear. She quickly turned her head and was suddenly confronted with a terrified face.

The person before me had bloodshot eyes, sharp teeth, and a face covered in blood. His smile was also extremely eerie and twisted.

Startled by the sudden close encounter, Qiuhe hurriedly backed away and landed on his backside with a thud. He stared at the person in front of him with a look of terror on his face.

He realized that the person had been bending over to speak to him, and was only a head taller than him. Looking at Qiuhe, whose face was filled with terror...

The person with the twisted, eerie smile gradually straightened up and slowly approached Qiuhe. "Tsk tsk tsk, that expression is truly heartbreaking."

"They were in the same body before, living together day and night, but now they're showing this kind of expression," the person in front of him said, their face becoming even more distorted and horrifying.

"What a disappointment," Qiuhe thought, gritting his teeth as he watched the person in front of him gradually approach. He stood up resolutely.

"Who...who are you? What do you mean by 'living together day and night, sharing the same body'? What are you talking about?" Upon hearing this, the person in front of him gradually stopped in their tracks.

The smile grew even more terrifying, accompanied by a bizarre, horrifying, and maniacal laugh, "Evil hehehehe, hahahahahahaha!"

Gradually, his voice began to sound like the laughter of a demon, and at the same time, he covered his face with one hand, his whole body convulsing and contorting.

As Qiuhe witnessed this scene, his eyes widened; the sudden appearance of this sight had already caused him immense psychological trauma.

Slowly, his feet began to retreat, and the person who was still writhing in madness suddenly appeared in front of Qiuhe in the blink of an eye and grabbed his neck.

Qiuhe's face was now filled with fear; the face of the person before him was beyond description—no words could adequately capture its horror.

At this moment, the face of the person in front of him could not be discerned. This person, with Qiuhe's neck in his hand, spoke in a very hoarse and chilling voice:

"Then, do you still remember her?" Qiuhe replied with great difficulty, "I don't know what you're talking about. Who is she?"

Upon hearing this, the person in front of him began to twitch his head, his head lolled to the side, blood began to flow from his eyes, and he emitted a shrill, ear-piercing laugh.

Then, the man slowly grabbed Qiuhe's arm, and with a slight effort, he dislocated Qiuhe's entire arm.

Blood gushed from his arm instantly, and Qiuhe let out a violent scream, "Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!"

Seeing Qiuhe open his mouth and scream in agony, the man immediately shoved his hand into Qiuhe's mouth, causing Qiuhe intense pain.

Because the person in front of him had already grabbed Qiuhe's tongue, he then suddenly exerted force, forcefully pulling Qiuhe's tongue out of his mouth by the roots.

Then, the person in front of him threw Qiuhe to the ground like trash, while at this moment, deep within Qiuhe's consciousness on the other side...

Dulin was resting on the ground when he suddenly sensed something. He slowly opened his eyes, raised his head, and stared sharply ahead.

At that moment, a strangely behaving person stood not far in front of Dulin. This person was convulsing and slowly walking towards Dulin.

Dulin frowned upon seeing this, his eyes sharpening. He slowly tried to raise his hand, but the chains pierced through his body and limbs.

They firmly trapped him between the two stone pillars, and the convulsing monster slowly conjured a black blade from its hand.

Seeing this, Dulin slowly closed his eyes, let out a helpless sigh, and silently muttered to himself...

"You're really ruthless to yourself."