After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Lin Chuan walked hand-in-hand with the white-haired girl through the streets of Qingping County, surrounded by a constant stream of people. The girl kept her head down, as if immersed in her own world, indifferent to everything around her. Her steps were heavy and slow, as if each step was burdened with endless worries.

Lin Chuan held the girl's hand tightly, feeling the warmth in her palm. From time to time, he tilted his head to look at the girl's white hair cascading down like a waterfall, and an indescribable feeling of pity welled up in his heart.

The sunlight shines on them, outlining a warm picture. However, the girl still looks a little lonely, and her eyes reveal a hint of confusion and helplessness.

Lin Chuan sighed softly. He knew the girl must have many stories and worries in her heart. He only hoped that with his companionship and care, he could dispel the haze in her heart and help her find her smile and happiness again.

"What's your name?" Lin Chuan broke the silence first and asked the girl next to him.

"I... I don't have a name." The girl lowered her head and mumbled.

"What about your family?" Lin Chuan couldn't help but become curious.

"I haven't seen my father since I was a child. My mother died in Yexiang Pavilion when I was six years old." The girl still lowered her head, her voice trembling, as if she thought of the sad past, but still did not cry out.

"Sorry." Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, Lin Chuan quickly apologized.

"No...it doesn't matter...If my benefactor thinks I'm a burden, then let's say goodbye. I...I have my own place to go." The girl hesitated for a moment, but still said what was in her heart.

"No, I don't dislike you. If you don't believe me, you can look into my eyes." Lin Chuan stopped, squatted down, and said gently to the girl.

When the girl heard the word "eyes," she was irritated and quickly shook her head in rejection. Her voice was filled with fear and uneasiness. "My eyes are red. People say red pupils bring misfortune to those around them. My mother is the best example." She lowered her head, not daring to look at Lin Chuan.

"No, your eyes are so beautiful, they only bring me good luck."

The girl blushed. This was the first time in all these years that someone other than her mother had praised her beautiful eyes.

"My benefactor, there's no need to comfort me. I... I know exactly what I look like." The girl had always looked different from others, and was often bullied, called ugly, and had stones thrown at her. So the girl didn't believe Lin Chuan's words, and only thought he was comforting her.

"I really can't do anything about you." Seeing that the girl was reluctant to look up, Lin Chuan had no choice but to stretch out his hands and forcibly lift the girl's head up.

Their eyes met, and the girl seemed to feel all kinds of emotions from Lin Chuan's firm gaze, but the only thing missing was disgust and disdain.

"Benefactor..." The girl could no longer control her tears, which flowed down her face, as if she was telling about the grievances she had suffered over the years.

"Be good, don't cry." Seeing the girl start to cry, Lin Chuan suddenly panicked and hurriedly helped the girl wipe her tears in a panic.

"Be good, don't cry. If you keep crying, people will think I'm a human trafficker and will arrest me and beat me to death." Lin Chuan couldn't wipe away the girl's tears, so he had to try to make her happy.

"Haha." The girl burst into laughter. But then she said seriously, "If anyone hits you, I will definitely beat him to death!"

Seeing the girl stop crying and say such harsh words seriously, Lin Chuan couldn't help laughing and said jokingly, "You are so powerful! With your small body, what if you can't beat her?"

"Then fight to the death!" the girl blurted out without thinking.

"Bang!" There was only a crisp sound, and the girl felt a sharp pain on her head. It turned out that Lin Chuan rewarded her with a slap on the head because she had given such a good answer.

"If you can't win, just run away, okay? Who taught you to fight to the death all the time?" Lin Chuan put on a stern face and started criticizing the girl.

The girl lowered her head again and remained silent.

Feeling that his words and actions seemed a bit too much, Lin Chuan quickly squatted down again, rubbing the girl's head while softly comforting her: "I'm very strong, there's no need for you to risk your life. You have to remember that no matter what, protecting yourself is the first priority. After all, there are still people in this world who care about you."

"Who...who?" The girl was confused. Her mother was already dead. Who in this world would care about her?

"Of course it's me. Think about it, I spent a lot of effort to rescue you. If you had fought with others, I would have been at a great loss." Lin Chuan said with a smile.

The girl slowly raised her head and looked at Lin Chuan. As the sunlight fell on him, she suddenly felt as if time had stopped. She was captivated by Lin Chuan, unable to let go. The man before her was handsome, elegant, and captivating, evoking a feeling of admiration. His eyes were deep and gentle, captivating the girl, a feeling indescribable welling up within her.

"What if..." The girl's face flushed red like a ripe apple. How could I have such a thought? Feeling the warm hand that kept caressing her head, the girl quickly cleared her mind of unrealistic thoughts.

"Well... benefactor, my hair is all messed up." The girl said weakly, kneading the corner of her clothes with her fingers.

"Hold... I'm sorry." Lin Chuan was a little embarrassed. He had originally wanted to relieve the pain of the chestnut by caressing her, but he seemed to be addicted to rubbing and forgot to stop.

"No...it's okay. My benefactor's hands are warm and comfortable. I...I like them very much." The moment the girl finished speaking, she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

How embarrassing, wuwuwu, how could I say such embarrassing words, what will my benefactor think of me...

Lin Chuan didn't know the girl's little thoughts. After taking his hand off the girl's head, he turned to the girl and said, "You don't have to keep calling me benefactor."

Seeing that Lin Chuan did not continue to pat her head, the girl felt a little disappointed. Then she heard what Lin Chuan had just said and thought that Lin Chuan was going to abandon her, so she quickly held Lin Chuan's hand tightly.

"Then what should I call my benefactor, young master? Master? Or... master... master?" The girl felt a little embarrassed when she read the last title. She also heard from her mother when she was a child that men seemed to like to hear this title very much.

Hearing the girl's strange names, Lin Chuan held his forehead and felt speechless.

"My name is Lin Chuan. I am older than you. You can call me by my real name or call me brother." Lin Chuan said seriously.

"Brother?" The girl seemed to have thought of something and quickly shook her head to reject the suggestion.

"How about I call you Master?" the girl suggested. This way, she could stay by Lin Chuan's side as a servant, serving him tea and water, and he wouldn't abandon her.

"Okay." Lin Chuan didn't want to bother with the name anymore, so he agreed.

"You said you don't have a name, can I help you choose one?"

"Great!" The girl jumped for joy.

"If you have the same surname as me, then we'll be called Lin Wanxi, right?" Lin Chuan looked at the girl inquiringly.

"Thank you for the name, sir. From now on, I will be called Lin Wanxi!" said the girl happily.

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