Why?

Qin Sheng hung his head, his side face exposed outside the quilt was flushed with a clear flush, and he didn't know how to answer this question at all.

Clearly...... It's all written in the notebook, hasn't the master read it all?

Without waiting for an answer, Di Xiu didn't seem to care, his slender index finger casually flipped through the notes, and said lightly: "I still resent this seat in my heart?" ”

Resentment?

Qin Sheng shuddered, got up from the quilt in a panic, sat up on his knees, and shook his head in denial: "My subordinates don't have ...... Never, never resented the master, and his subordinates did not dare to ......"

Di Xiu frowned slightly, and looked at him fixedly.

"Subordinate...... The subordinates had emotions at first...... Qin Sheng swallowed his saliva and glanced at Di Xiu uneasily, "The subordinates just thought that the master hated me, but I ...... I've never complained......"

Di Xiu snorted: "It's okay to complain, this seat has indeed gone too far." ”

"No, not too much." Qin Sheng shook his head vigorously, as if he was worried that he would be misunderstood, "The master is not too much at all, is it ...... It's the ...... that subordinates deserve."

The incoherent words fully showed the uneasiness in his heart, and the indifference that the past had long since disappeared with the wind.

Di Xiu didn't speak, and looked at the notes with his eyes.

Qin Sheng soon quieted down.

The room was silent, except for the faint sound of flipping through the handmarks.

Qin Shang is undoubtedly forgetful in some ways, as long as he is given a sweet date, he can instantly forget all the pain and suffering he has suffered.

Even if you are desperate and dying, you can still fade away with the wind.

And sometimes, he is undoubtedly extraordinarily persistent, from the first glimpse to the moth to the fire, and then to the bitterness now, the faith in his heart that has long been integrated into the blood and bones has never faded.

Even, even if another hundred and thousand years pass, as long as he still has memories, breathing, and reincarnation, it is impossible for him to forget the faith that he has passionately exhausted all his life's hard work.

Di Xiu glanced at him again: "This seat is not settling accounts with you, you don't have to be so nervous." ”

Qin Sheng sighed, lowered his eyes quietly, and unconsciously clutched the quilt corner.

He knew it wasn't a reckoning, but he was too nervous, and he didn't want his master to have the slightest misunderstanding - even if he was desperate to die to get rid of it, he never complained about his master.

"Come here." Di Xiu lifted the quilt and motioned for someone to lie down, "I'm just chatting with you, don't be afraid." ”

Qin Shang was silent for a moment, then meekly and quietly lifted the quilt and got into it again.

He wasn't afraid, but he couldn't control his nervousness.

The note was in the master's hand, and he actually wanted to take it back, but he didn't dare.

"Master." Qin Sheng raised his head and his gaze fell on Di Xiu's arm, "This is scribbled by a subordinate...... Don't take it seriously, the subordinates write a mess......"

"Messy?" Di Xiu was slightly surprised, and glanced at him strangely, "I think it's very well written." ”

Very good?

Qin Sheng bit her lip and silently got into the quilt again, shrinking her head like a turtle.

The owner actually thinks this is very well written......

Isn't this kind of disease-free moaning thing very pretentious?

"If you have any dissatisfaction in your heart in the future, and you dare not or are embarrassed to express it in person, you can also write it in this way." Di Xiu's tone was light, as if he had made a very pertinent suggestion, "What do you think?" ”

Qin Shang said silently in his heart: I don't think it's good.