It was a sunny and slightly cool morning when I arrived at Fontaine.
The morning light quietly fell from the clouds, and the water vapor was like a veil, covering the houses in the city. At that moment, my heart seemed to be gently touched by the soft water mist, rippling.
Fontaine – this country nourished by the water element, is like a quiet and gentle girl, living quietly in her own laws and order. She is not as free and unrestrained as Mondstadt, nor as heavy and solid as Liyue. She has her own rhythm, just like the morning dew falling on the bluestone slab, not noisy, but real.
I followed the guidance of the Adventurer’s Association and completed the two pre-tasks required to open the daily commission. “The Prologue of White Dew and Black Tide” – like a traveler’s heart, flowing slowly in the narrative; “As if the light rain fell for no reason” – seems to be telling a quiet turn of fate, just like the rain outside the window, washing the soul inadvertently.
After completing these tasks, I finally received a greeting from Catherine: “You have unlocked the daily commission of Fontaine.” Her voice was soft, like a sister sitting quietly by the window, handing you a letter and saying: “Go, the world needs your gentleness.”
So I started my daily commission journey.
Four small things every day: someone asks for help, someone needs to send files, and someone is looking forward to you to rescue trapped relatives. It doesn’t look complicated, even ordinary. But it is these ordinary fragments that make up the integrity and harmony of urban life.
Sometimes I would stop and look at the lake of Fontaine, reflecting the sunlight, just like the light in my mother’s eyes in my childhood. The wind blew gently, brushing my clothes, and I heard the sound of water drops falling. It was not cold, but soft, like the gentle admonition of the world.
“Are you willing to help others?”
“Are you willing to spend a little time in exchange for a stranger’s reassuring smile?”
“Are you willing to do a little bit of small things for this city silently?”
No one has ever asked me these questions directly, but in every commission, they seem to be hidden in the eyes, words, and silence.
After completing the task, I gained the so-called “reputation”. Every upgrade will unlock new items and abilities. Some people may care about the practicality – being able to complete the task faster and get rewards. But I prefer the warm feeling of “being recognized by this city”.
The residents of Fontaine went from being polite and distant at the beginning to whispering “thank you” later, and even occasionally smiling and waving. At that moment, I was not a number in the system, but a person who really existed in this world.
I remembered what Bing Xin once said: \*\*”Love is on the left, affection is on the right, walking on both sides of life.”\*\* I think, isn’t this kind of daily commission day after day a little bit of affection walking on both sides of life? We are not walking for ourselves, but for those seemingly small but precious concerns.
When the reputation reached a certain level, I got items such as “Folding Light Cone” and “Water Phantom Identifier”. They are practical and also shine with wisdom. But what I cherish more is the letter notifying the upgrade, the gentle “You are trustworthy”. In a calm and logical country, such words are like the first melting of spring water, refreshing.
I also thought tiredly in the middle of the night: Doing these repetitive things every day is just to fulfill the expectations of the system? But when I stood in front of the Grand Theater again and saw the old woman who had been helped by me holding the little girl and smiling at me, I suddenly realized: every silent action of ours is actually quietly remembered by the world.
Life doesn’t have to be spectacular. Oftentimes, it is like the water in Fontaine, flowing slowly and with a deep meaning in silence.
We are not all heroes, but we can be gentle companions.
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**May we all have light in our hearts, and even in the most silent days, we are willing to reach out and pass on that little light to those who are still waiting. **