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

Lin Chuan shook his head slightly, grabbed Qiu's wrist, and a trace of spiritual power quietly penetrated into it, slowly flowing along the meridians.

When his spiritual power returned, his heart relaxed a little, and he looked up at her. The anxiety in his eyes faded a little, and a little inquiry was added: "But Master asked Qiu not to tell me?"

"It has nothing to do with Sister Xu. I just...wanted to tell you later so you can...stay with me a little longer."

Qiu lowered her eyes, and twisted the hem of her skirt with her fingertips a little harder, until her knuckles turned white.

"..."

Lin Chuan was silent for a moment, then gently released Qiu's wrist. Looking at her drooping brows, he said softly, "Even if Qiu hadn't concealed anything, I would have spent her birthday with her first before making other plans."

"..."

Qiu looked up at Lin Chuan and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"No need to think too much."

Lin Chuan leaned over slightly, brushed aside the strand of hair that had just been moved away from Qiu's ear and then fell down quietly, and gently took off the original earring.

Feeling the warm breath brushing past his ears, Qiu felt as if his face was caged by a fireplace. The heat spread from his ears to his cheeks, and even his neck turned a faint pink.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't dare to look up, just staring at the tips of her fingers clasped in her knees.

"very nervous?"

Lin Chuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his fingertips hovered behind Qiu's ear, and he deliberately slowed down his movements.

"Um……"

Qiu's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, and even his shoulders were slightly tense.

"Are you more nervous than when you rescued me?"

Lin Chuan looked at Qiu's earlobe, which was so red that it seemed to be dripping with blood, and teased with a gentle smile on his lips.

"..."

Qiu's body suddenly stiffened, and the blush on his face became even more intense than before.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Lin Chuan raised his hand and waved it lightly, and a water mirror appeared in front of Qiu out of thin air.

Qiu in the mirror lowered her head, with her hair hanging down at her temples. Her newly-worn earrings shone with a delicate luster in the mirror light, making her originally red earlobes even more lustrous.

"Satisfied."

Qiu nodded, but her eyes never fell on the mirror. She only stared at her clasped fingertips, and there was still a hint of embarrassment in her voice.

Seeing this, Lin Chuan's eyes lit up with a knowing smile. He turned back to his seat and raised his hand to take out two boxes of pastries from the storage space.

He placed one of the boxes beside him and gently handed the other box to Qiu, "This time it's real pastries, try it."

Hearing this, Qiu slowly raised his head, and his eyes inadvertently swept across the water mirror that had not been removed. The reflection of his own earrings on his temples swayed slightly, and even the lingering blush was visible.

"Yeah, I'm also very satisfied with the earrings."

……

In the distance, inside an inn.

A woman in white stood quietly in front of the window, her black hair falling like a waterfall on her shoulders.

Raindrops slanted across her hair, wetting a few strands of her black hair, but she didn't care. She just looked out the window at the streets and alleys that were hazy with rain and fog, her eyes gloomy.

And beneath her feet, tiny ice crystals were slowly spreading along the floor, forming a thin layer of frost wherever they passed.

The Qingluan Continent is so small, so small that even though Xu Hanyi had clearly decided to leave, he still ran into that familiar figure in the rain at the corner of the street.

The Qingluan Continent was so vast that even though she and he were in the same city, she seemed to be trapped by an invisible barrier, her steps felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and she could not reach him in the end.

a long time.

A very light sigh sounded in the empty room. Xu Hanyi slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around and left the room. In just a few breaths, he arrived in front of a restaurant.

The red lanterns under the eaves were wet by the rain, emitting a hazy warm light, which reflected on her white clothes, adding a bit of worldly air.

"Sir, please come in. What would you like to eat? We have..."

The servant hadn't finished his warm greeting when he was silenced by the coldness emanating from Xu Hanyi.

She walked straight past the servant and came to the square table that had not been cleaned yet, her eyes fell on the unopened pastry box beside the table.

"So you are the guest that this table of guests said would be arriving soon before they left."

The waiter hurried over, a gracious smile on his face, and pointed at the box of pastries, saying, "He left this box of pastries specially for you. He also ordered a table full of dishes and told them to be warm for you. I'll wipe the table for you and the dishes will be served right away!"

"..."

Xu Hanyi's fingertips trembled slightly as he gently opened the lid of the box.

A sweet aroma filled the air, and next to the exquisite pastries, a piece of plain white paper lay quietly.

She picked up the note and saw familiar handwriting. It was only a short line, but it was like a stone thrown into a lake, creating ripples in her heart.

"I miss Master, very much."

……