Socially Anxious Master Tears Up the Universally Hated Script

Socially Anxious Master x Sickly Yandere Disciple, Younger Sibling Dynamic.

Transmigrated into the universally hated cannon fodder master, Yan Huai Liu, a severe agoraphobe, faces a disconnec...

Chapter 242 Master, do you still want to hear?

"What's going on here? It's so quiet. Are they going to bed so early?"

Gu Xingyun helped him untie the mask and take off his outer robe. When the clothes were hung up, he turned around and looked at Yan Huailiu: "Master, I suddenly remembered everything in the past. Master, do you still want to hear it?"

If he cannot be with his master in the future, he will definitely make sure that his master remembers him thoroughly.

He wanted Yan Huailiu to know his past, everything he had experienced, and how he had changed from Gu Xi to the Gu Xingyun he is today.

Even if he died, he would leave an indelible impression of flesh and blood in Yan Huailiu's heart.

Yan Huailiu sat on the bed and patted the seat beside him: "I want to listen, can you sit next to me and tell me?"

The apprentice looked too fragile at the moment, and he wanted to stay close to him as much as possible to give him enough comfort.

Memories cannot be changed, he can only give warmth when he hears the retelling.

Gu Xingyun's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed and he walked towards him with a smile.

He also changed his posture and held the person in his arms while talking.

"Qingfeng Town once suffered a three-year drought. In the first year, there was a surplus of grain, so the people could still have enough food and clothes to eat and barely make ends meet."

"The following year, people were in turmoil and food was in short supply, so the entire town had no choice but to move south. However, there were tens of thousands of refugees in just one town. Not only Qingfeng Town was affected, but the surrounding towns as well. There was no way to survive."

"Many people died on the road. Those who didn't want to go any further chose to return to Qingfeng Town, hoping for a miracle."

"In the third year, the situation did not improve. Everything edible and inedible was eaten up. That year, I was four years old."

Yan Huailiu felt a little uneasy and held his hand tightly.

Gu Xingyun chuckled, his eyes showing a hint of disgust: "He was treated like a useless person and was traded out."

Yan Huailiu's heart suddenly sank. He guessed it but couldn't believe it: "What do you mean?"