Tang Qiuxue stood at the door of Ye Juechen, listening to the suppressed crying in the house, and her heart was torn for a while.

She stood outside the house for as long as the cry in the house cried.

It wasn't until he was tired of crying and fell asleep that Tang Qiuxue turned around and went back to his room.

While he was asleep, she had to plan Ye Juechen's next cultivation plan.

Since she wants to be a master, then she has to be a good master.

He wants revenge, so she helps him.

Even if his hands are covered with blood in the future, she will be stained with blood with him.

Even in the end, what if you are the enemy of the whole world.

Now, in the future, she just wants to protect him and spoil him.

In a short period of contact, Tang Qiuxue's heart beat with his emotions.

The terrifying look on the night in her memory will never make her feel scared again.

Some are just distressed.

Yes, she felt sorry for him.

The pain is numb, and the hatred is despair.

These eight words are the psychology of Ye Juechen at that time.

When his family and clansmen were still there, he was a kind and upright child, and if he hadn't experienced such changes, he would have grown up to be a handsome young man, making countless girls heartbeat.

Even if he lost his family, at that moment, he just wanted to become stronger and avenge his family.

He didn't think about killing innocents indiscriminately, he wasn't a murderer.

But then what he went through made him no longer himself.

He was fond of killing, and every thing that fell into his hands would be tortured to death.

For only then, listening to their painful voices, and feeling the warm blood, did he feel as if he were still alive.

But in the deepest part of my heart, I can't accept myself like this.

Therefore, when he fell, the corner of his mouth would have that relieved smile.

Yes, relief.

Tang Qiuxue pinched her hands, she protected this young man.

The next day, as soon as it was dawn, Tang Qiuxue heard a slight noise outside the door, and then a cautious knock on the door followed.

"Master Xue'er, are you up?"

Outside the door, Ye Juechen held a basin in both hands, and in the basin was warm water and a white cloth on it.

This is the water he got up early this morning to boil for Master Xue'er.

It's just that I've never been in the kitchen before, so it's a bit difficult to start a fire.

But in the end, he managed to make the fire!

Although the master didn't say that he should do it, he did it anyway.

In the end, it's because he's afraid.

What are you afraid of?

Ye Juechen's eyes were empty, and the corners of his mouth smiled bitterly, perhaps because he was afraid that he would be left behind if he was useless, or maybe he was afraid that he would be disliked if he couldn't do anything.

More scared.

Even the master doesn't want him anymore, and he is the only one left.

Alone.

Only left,

He's alone.

all

It's gone.

all

Don't want him anymore.

Tang Qiuxue, who was still a little confused, got up suddenly, it was overdone, and she overslept.

She is also going to prepare a breakfast when the night lord is not up, to have a warm and nirvana, and to enhance their relationship.

You must know that although the little guy in Yejue Chen recognizes her as a master, he still keeps her wary of her in his heart.

It's okay to be wary of her, since he still doesn't trust her 100%, then she will show him, win his trust little by little, and then take him down in one fell swoop.

And the first step to building a relationship is breakfast.

But!!!

Who knew he got up earlier than her (╯3╰)

Missteps.

Next time, she'll have to get up a little earlier.

Tang Qiuxue was chattering, her movements were fast, and she got dressed in three or two clicks, but her messy hair showed the fact that the master had just risen.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Tang Qiuxue took care of her messy hair, and her voice was a little low: "Get up, come in." ”