Mo Yi: Busy, Everyone's Busy-Being Busy Is Good
Kiana quickly found out where Mo Yi was, and then, carrying the lunchbox she had brought from the real world, she went to where Mo Yi was.
And Mo Yi
After walking for a while and finding that the ice and snow castle was unreliable, only pretty to look at and not suitable for human habitation, I found a corner and used my innate skill as a transmigrator from Shenzhou — the Great Farming Technique.
Build a comfortable room for yourself on the foundation of an ice castle.
In fact, snow houses made of ice and snow are warmer than wooden houses.
With Xiao Huo's help, Mo Yi quickly transformed a room into one with a layout similar to his home. He then took out some everyday items he had previously kept from his inventory, and created other items using the Light of the Heart.
Apart from the lack of internet access, a room as cold and icy as Mo Yi's was created.
After solving the housing problem that Shenzhou person valued most, Mo Yi asked Xiao Huo to cook a few dishes. He hadn't had a proper meal in a while. Although he could replenish the magic power his body needed by converting magic power, Mo Yi was still not used to the feeling of an empty stomach, and eating was an enjoyable thing.
"Little Fire, aren't you coming along?"
After placing the golden-glowing food down, the small fire disappeared again.
"No, Father—"
"There are still several customers in the Late Night Diner who need my attention."
After the game "Late Night Diner" ended, the Late Night Diner did not disappear. Instead, it became Xiao Huo's exclusive equipment. Xiao Huo's usual job was to entertain guests from another world, listen to their stories, and absorb their emotions to enhance the Light of the Heart.
Hearing Xiao Huo say that, Mo Yi nodded understandingly and said, "Busy, everyone's busy, it's good to be busy—"
Mo Yi, as if on cue, uttered the classic line, then realized what he meant and laughed, "Go ahead and get busy, let's have dinner together again tonight."
Ever since meeting Kiana, Mo Yi quickly lost his ability to eat alone, let alone eat alone in such an unfamiliar environment.
Mo Yi, who thought he had long been used to loneliness, now realized that he had been thinking too much. He was not used to loneliness at all; he had only compromised with reality out of helplessness.
Otherwise, I wouldn't want Xiao Huo to eat with me now.
As the person who knows Mo Yi best, Xiao Huo can easily sense Mo Yi's emotions. So she reappears, hugs Mo Yi from behind, and says in her unique cat voice, "Father, I'd better have dinner with you."
"Don't--"
Mo Yi, who also knew the other party well, smiled and said:
"I know what you mean, and I'm not a weak person either. Don't underestimate your father."
Mo Yi was well aware of Xiao Huo's efforts and her desire to help him more. So he reached out and patted Xiao Huo's wrist gently, expressing his feelings in this way.
"Um--"
After maintaining this warm moment for more than ten seconds, Xiao Huo let out a shout and went back to work at the Late Night Diner.
Little Fire: Father wants to see me strong, so Little Fire will give it my all today!
After Xiao Huo returned, Mo Yi looked at the food in front of him, which radiated golden light and aroma, and suddenly couldn't resist a certain impulse, humming a song he had heard from the Princess several times.
"Is it true that every emotion should not be indulged in or allowed to run wild, and that true friendship should be as detached as that of a gentleman?"
It is said that those unrelated feelings of longing, unrelated to romance and poetry, are few people who can truly understand them.
The peach tree we planted together in the courtyard in early winter has long since turned to dust after its leaves have fallen.
What I fear most is hearing your name in casual conversation at a tavern, when the tone is seven parts familiar.
Coming to his senses, he asked with a smile, "Where is this great hero? What a name do you have?" He didn't even know the answer; how ironic was his smile?
(The song is called "Snow Between the Brows," a theme song from the game JX3. If you're interested, give it a listen, and you'll get a feel for the emotions the Princess is trying to express. I'm not trying to persecute the Princess, haha.)
Kiana, carrying a lunchbox, walked in from outside. As she reached the door, she suddenly heard someone singing, though she couldn't understand what they were singing in a language she didn't recognize.
But the other person's singing still stunned her. It wasn't a question of whether it was good or bad, but rather that it was very special, and the singer must be very lonely.
"Forehead--"
Kiana, who had always felt lonely but didn't know how to describe it, finally understood what loneliness was.
You have no right to say that about others.
Kiana, who made a self-deprecating remark to herself, ultimately did not interrupt Mo Yi's singing until he had sung most of the song and then stopped.
Kiana: "..."
Sing! Why aren't you singing?
Although Kiana couldn't understand what the other person was singing, she could tell that the other person hadn't finished the song yet.
I, Kiana, hate nothing more than those who cut off chapters!
Kiana, who wasn't one for complicated thoughts, pushed open the ice and snow-carved door and met Mo Yi's surprised gaze.
"Why did you stop singing?"
At that moment, Kiana realized that she didn't know the other person's name.
Mo Yi: "..."
After a few seconds of silence, Mo Yi finally answered:
"I forgot the rest of the lyrics halfway through the song."
Kiana: "..."
Kiana suffered another first-time defeat at the hands of Mo Yi, the first time someone had shut her up with a single sentence, leaving her feeling frustrated and unable to vent her pent-up frustration.
"Remember it quickly, and sing it for me next time."
"I hate people like you who only write snippets of history!"
Mo Yi: "..."
I haven't even questioned you about eavesdropping on my singing, and now you're trying to force me to do something I shouldn't? I think you're just making things difficult for me, the King of Heroes!
Well, the other person is surprisingly naive, quite adorable.