After saying this, Su Weixing didn't look at it, turned around and left.

Shen Yi spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and walked to his residence disapprerovingly.

The moonlight was scattered all over the ground, and the closer he got to his residence, the more Shen Yi's heart beat harder.

When he arrived at the gate of the small courtyard, he saw the fairy-like master waiting there.

Shen Yi's beating heart finally calmed down.

His master was still dressed in white as before, so as not to cause trouble.

She was as cold as ice, Shen Yi used to see that she only felt flustered, but now when she saw it, her whole body seemed to be wrapped in her spiritual power, and she only felt that her cold blood was a little warm.

In the moonlight, his master turned his head and looked at him calmly.

Shen Yi knelt down respectfully: "Master." ”

His master held out his hand to him as usual.

Shen Yi hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his left hand.

How could his little movement escape Ye Chuijin's eyes, she frowned, slightly dissatisfied: "Right hand." ”

Hearing her words, Shen Yi lowered his head and handed over his right hand.

A streak of blood had dried up on his sleeve and turned a dark red.

Ye Chuijin paused, and then pulled him up from the ground.

Shen Yi didn't look up, only lowered his head to look at his toes.

His master was so close to him, and the smell of Izumo tea on her body made people feel inexplicably reassured.

"Who?" Her voice was cold, with the chill of ice and snow that had not melted all year round.

Shen Yi still hung his head and replied in a low voice: "No one...... Me, I accidentally knocked on. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he felt a cold touch on his forehead.

Like countless dream-like nights, his master pressed his fingertips against his forehead, and warm spiritual power continued to flow from her fingertips, passing through his flesh and blood, patiently repairing his aching meridians.

Shen Yi unconsciously raised his head and looked up at the master in front of him.

He had never dared to look at her like this, he only thought she was like a misty cloud in the sky, but now looking at her close at hand, Shen Yi was stunned for a moment.

His master frowned slightly, and the distant mountains and green daisies all converged between her eyebrows, making people forget the vulgar.

When the cold touch between his foreheads disappeared, Shen Yi came back to his senses.

Ye Chuijin didn't say anything, and after finishing his homework in the school, she still frowned, turned around and left without saying a word.

Shen Yi stood in place for a long time, unable to tell what he was like.

He seemed to crave too much.

He thought that the master didn't hate him, maybe it was like this, but in fact, even if she knew that he was being bullied, she would not have the slightest reaction.

It's like treating a stranger.

Shen Yi looked at the moon in the sky and smiled self-deprecatingly.

His master is indeed as cold as moonlight, and has nothing to do with anyone.

.

The next day, Shen Yi woke up and put on his clothes silently, silently went to climb the heavenly steps to pick tea, and silently sent it to Ye Chuijin after picking tea.

Ye Chuijin took the teacup and said, "Go wash the sword pool." ”

Shen Yi saluted respectfully, and then silently went to the sword washing pool.

It seemed that everything was the same as before, but Shen Yi himself knew that the blood that he had just been warmed by someone not long ago had cooled.

If he didn't have the luxury of expecting, he wouldn't be disappointed, which he should have seen through, but for some reason, when facing the master, he always couldn't help but want to believe the last time.

Shen Yi lowered his eyes.

That may be the last time.