Chapter 89 090

There was a thick and crisp sound.

The mask on Gu Rong's face fell off.

His eyes were red, and there were tears at the end of his eyes. As he blinked, a string of crystal clear teardrops fell from the corners of his eyes.

"After all, it's just that the senior sister doesn't want me anymore." Gu Rong's voice was extremely hoarse, and the feelings of grievance and sadness almost turned into substance.

Ji Qingwu was taken aback for a moment.

How do you say that, when will she want to pass him?
No, no, how can the relationship between them be described as wanting or not.

"Junior brother, don't cry." It was the first time Ji Qingwu saw a boy cry so sadly.

She approached him, bent down to pick up the mask on the ground, and wiped the dust on it from the fall.

Gu Rong's tears welled up even more fiercely.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister promise me, please, I want to stay with Senior Sister, I want to practice with Senior Sister, I want to do things for Senior Sister..."

The young man spoke anxiously, reaching out to hold Ji Qingwu's sleeve while speaking.

As expected, the other party's sleeve was also grabbed by him, tightly, wrinkled.

He looked very insecure, like an abandoned cub, weak and pitiful.

Ji Qingwu shook his hand helplessly, only to feel that the person under his hand froze.

"What are you thinking, as long as you and I are still in the Fuyun Sect for a day, you will always be my junior."

Ji Qingwu gently pushed his hand away, obviously aware that the other party's flustered breath was messed up.

She stood on tiptoe a little, wiped away her tears, then put the mask over her face and fastened the sash tightly.

Gu Rong stared at the girl's suddenly magnified face, the feeling that the other party touched his scarred face last moment had not dissipated, his breathing was stagnant, and his heartbeat was extremely fast.

The senior sister said that she will always be his senior sister...

Gu Rong has never been so happy as at this moment. The girl's words seemed to be some kind of promise, which calmed his anxious heart.

What the senior sister meant was that she would not abandon him.

Gu Rong's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he raised his hand to lightly touch the mask, "Is what Senior Sister said true?"

Ji Qingwu took a step back and nodded, "Of course."

Gu Rong took a step forward: "Then I will..."

Ji Qingwu stretched her brows and eyes, and interrupted what he was going to say next, and only said two words, "Follow me."

Since the younger brother is willing to follow her, she will also treat him sincerely.

"I have other things to do today, so I'll get busy first."

Ji Qingwu was still thinking about training the small alchemy furnace, she picked up the food box and put it in Gu Rong's hand, smoothed his cuffs, and said.

Gu Rong stared blankly at Ji Qingwu's movements.

After the other party turned and left, the boy's long and narrow phoenix eyes flashed a touch of satisfaction.

He knew that the senior sister was so kind, she would definitely not see him cry.

Gu Rong held the food box tightly, and looked sideways at the third room behind her.

There was a small gap in the door, and when he looked over, the little disciple who was peeping from the other side of the door was frightened and hid in the inner room.

Gu Rong let out a low laugh in his throat.

He never thought that one day, he would become the envied one.

Once upon a time, like this peeping little disciple, he hid in a dark corner and peeped at other people's sun.

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Ji Qingwu came to the medicine field outside the gate.

The voice of Milkman Pill Stove had disturbed her, and for a moment she really wanted to throw away the Pill Stove.

But rationality stopped her in time, and the facts told her that this pill furnace was unusual.

(End of this chapter)

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