Dressed as a Big Villain in a Dog Blood Book

Layers of mist are stacked in the mountains, and the drizzle in early spring is slightly cool. The raindrops penetrate into the air and float down, hazy like mist rising from the surface of a lake.

Liu Che went back to his yard and sorted out the burden of retreat.

He opened the cabinet, took the books and the Purifying Heart Charm, but put it down again in a blink of an eye.

Uncontrollably stretched his hand to the clothes lying aside, opened the new clothes, took out the two clothes and silk kerchiefs hidden underneath, and put them into the baggage.

By the side, there is no need to bring anymore.

Liu Che took care of his burden and walked out the door, the rain getting heavier outside.

Holding the oil-paper umbrella, he walked all the way up the mountain.

When he arrived at the gate of the yard, he put away the umbrella, and the mist on the surface of the umbrella was crystal clear, dripping in series and dripping onto the dry ground.

He put the food box aside and entered the room.

She didn't know where to go again.

Pen and ink are still in front of the desk, and the ink on the paper is not dry.

The window was suddenly blown open by the wind, and the thin piece of paper immediately fell to the ground with the wind.

Liu Cheshen stepped forward and picked up the piece of paper, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the words on it.

‘Hengqian, come back to see your sister in the evening. She is uncomfortable and needs you to coax her. ’

He knew that it was not the junior sister who needed Ziqian, but the master wanted to see him...

For a few days after Ziqian left, Master was worried about him. For a few years after he had left, she never said that she would let herself come back.

Liu Che's deep gaze fell on the piece of paper, and it took a long time to take it back, put the paper back in its original position, and pressed it with the paperweight.

As if nothing happened.

There was the sound of footsteps in the room, and Liu Cheshen could only jump up and sat on the beam outside.

He avoided it subconsciously. He was afraid that he could not control his current emotions, and she found the clues.

Just as I went up, I saw the white figure.

She came out holding a fairy pigeon, walked to the table, tied the note to the fairy pigeon's leg, but did not immediately release the fairy pigeon.

But standing by the window thoughtfully, seemingly hesitating about something, unable to make a decision.

He didn't know what she was thinking, but he knew that it must be related to Ziqian.

Maybe she was afraid that calling him back would be too straightforward?

Liu Che laughed deeply at himself, looked at her, unwilling.

But no matter how unwilling it is, she won't have him in her eyes...

He thought so, she seemed to notice his presence and turned her head to look.

He didn't want to hide for the first time, and it was rare that he didn't avoid it capriciously.

He thought, if she sees herself, will she be surprised, will she briefly focus on him?

It's a pity that she didn't see it. She only glanced at Bai Chou who was sleeping at the door, and then withdrew her gaze.

He was a little disappointed, but he was thankful that she hadn't seen it, otherwise I would know his discomfort at a glance.

The drizzle gradually stopped, and the mist drifted by with the spring breeze.

He looked at her for as long as she stood.

The wind blowing through the sleeves of her clothes gently brushed his clothes hanging down the porch, as if they had touched them, if they could do this every day.

Unfortunately this is the last day.

He guarded her in the middle of the night, and the room was quiet, only the sound of her breathing came.

The wind blew the window open, a bit cool.

Liu Che paused for a while, went down and gently opened the door, entered the room, and helped her close the window.

I was planning to go out, but his reversible steps approached the bed uncontrollably.

The white moonlight shrouded her, and the room was very clear. She didn't like to turn off the lights and sleep. The hazy light hovered gently on her face, showing a childish and well-behaved that is not common in daily life.

She loves to sleep so much that she is unprepared when she falls asleep.

Liu Cheshen looked at her for a long time, leaned over and approached her, trying to kiss her lips, but stopped in restraint.

He moved up and didn't even touch his forehead, like a devout believer who didn't dare to touch her skin, lest she would be unhappy because he was not Ziqian.

He suppressed a few moments, and kissed her lightly between her hair, falling as light as a feather, without any weight.

After a long time, he whispered, "Master, my disciple loves you."

His voice was as soft as a whisper, only he could hear it, and even the wind outside the window was much louder than his voice.

Nianhua seemed to have heard it in her sleep, and responded vaguely, "What?"

Liu Cheshen looked at her for a long time, and said softly, "Huh?"

Nianhua seemed too curious in her sleep, and muttered vaguely, "What?"

Liu Cheshen looked at her, bending his eyebrows, and softly responded.

Nianhua seemed to be a little angry, and she was anxious and muttering in her dream, frowning her brows very tightly.

Liu Cheshen looked carefully, reached out his hand and gently tapped to her eyebrows to help her smooth the marks on it, but still did not dare to speak.

He remembered what Mandarin Yuan asked in the day.

"Brother, aren't you afraid that Master will accept many apprentices?"

"Brother, do you have anyone to admire?"

He answered, not afraid, no.

But it's actually the opposite.

He is afraid, he has.

He was afraid that she would accept many apprentices, and that she would never see her existence again.

He admired her, afraid that she would know, and afraid that she would never know...

He will leave tomorrow. How easy is it to get rid of the demons? Maybe he won't see the master in this life, and he doesn't know if she will remember herself?

I remember that she had a disciple who silently loved her.