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┊┊┊ ┊┊┊ ❁ཻུ۪۪ ━ ❝ ┊┊┊ it tastes like ┊┊⋆ flower vase water ❞ ❀┊ ︒✯⋅
Venti was sitting in the gardens of liyue harbor, inspecting a silk flower bloom. Their scent was especially pungent during this time of year said the people living in liyue when they saw a new face in the area, though he found the scent quite pleasant and inviting. The silk flowers rusted softly in the breeze, a few stray petals blowing away and into the wind. The sun cast a warm glow over the gardens, reflecting gently on a rippling pond.
' what are you doing here? ' the nice moment was interrupted by a tall, pale-skinned man with amber and yellow pupils.
' heyhey it's been a while, isn't it? how are you doing? ' answered Venti looking at the dark ash brown hair gentleman. His hair fades to amber brown at the tips and is pulled back in a long ponytail blowing in the wind.
' .. Morax? '
' it's not of your concerns and don't call me Morax. Never again ' answered Zhongli
' ow that hurt me. Here, I even brought a condolence gift, it's a vintage I dug up from Windrise! ' said Venti faking a heartbroken expression
' and it was strange that for once you didn't smell of wine. so what are you doing here Venti? '
