Chapter 95 You Deserve It
Before long, night deepened, and it was time to leave.
Xu Binzhou looked at the two of them; perhaps because Cong Chun was present, the man's expression was kind.
Anyway, Duan Mingxiao has changed his ways today. If the old man hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that the young master would have such a "well-behaved" side.
It's true that everything has its counter.
However, Xu Binzhou liked Cong Chun very much. He seemed calm and composed and was very polite.
When he came to him, he was even able to calm down and practice calligraphy for an entire afternoon. This level of concentration was far beyond what ordinary people could achieve. It even influenced Duan Mingxiao, which surprised Xu Binzhou.
I originally thought that the partner brought by my student would be someone with a stronger temper, so that I could keep him in check, but I didn't expect him to have such a good temper.
With minimal effort, he managed to tame his students perfectly. Not bad.
Before leaving, Xu Binzhou gave Cong Chun a set of valuable writing implements. Seeing that he was really interested and having learned about Cong Chun's profession, he invited him to visit again next time.
Ideally, Cong Chun should come alone, without Duan Mingxiao coming along, so that the family can save some food.
The young master was so angry that he jumped up and down, wishing he could set up a big oil pot next to the pond the next second.
Cong Chun accepted the gift, saying that he would cherish it.
[You old geezer, after all these years of being my student, you haven't given me anything in return.]
[Fine, as long as I'm good to Chun Chun.]
Cong Chun carefully packed his things and put them neatly into his bag. The boy then gave the young master beside him a faint smile.
The moment Duan Mingxiao and Cong Chun locked eyes, the young master quickly looked away, his ears involuntarily turning red.
What are you laughing at, young master?
[Silly Chun, your smile is so sweet.]
Xu Binzhou, standing to the side, shook his head helplessly, but there was still a smile in his eyes as he told the two to be careful on the road.
After leaving, Duan Mingxiao escorted Cong Chun to the dormitory building, which was about 200 meters away from dormitory building B2.
For some reason, Duan Mingxiao took his hand and Cong Chun walked on the small steps along the edge of the road. It was a narrow step, barely wide enough for one foot to step on.
If you're not careful, it's not easy to maintain your balance.
It felt like walking on a log bridge, but Cong Chun found it quite fun once he stepped on it, like walking on the narrow ridges of a paddy field.
Now, Cong Chun no longer needs to carry a carrying pole on both ends of his shoulders, and his ankles are no longer relentlessly bitten by mosquitoes.
Duan Mingxiao held his hand to help him maintain his balance, and the boy held Cong Chun's fingers tightly in his palm, leaving no gap.
Cong Chun followed Duan Mingxiao, and the boy's gaze suddenly rose.
Cong Chun noticed that the young master beside her was helping her maintain her balance and helping her move forward.
The boy pursed his lips slightly, and finally asked, his tone soft and tinged with doubt.
"Young Master, why are you so good to me?"
Duan Mingxiao was helping Cong Chun watch out for the "road conditions" when he heard the question. The boy couldn't help but chuckle and reply.
"I can be nice to whomever I want."
[Foolish Chun, you've finally realized my good intentions.]
Before long, we arrived at the dormitory building.
Cong Chun waved goodbye to the man before turning to leave. Duan Mingxiao watched the boy's retreating figure and couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Cong Chun is like a sapling. Although he grows slowly and has mottled tree marks, one day he will be able to become a towering tree on his own.
Duan Mingxiao is willing to grow alongside this tree.
Cong Chun paused, then continued walking forward.
A voice, barely audible, drifted on the wind. Cong Chun couldn't tell whether it was a sound reaching his ears or something he perceived in his mind.
Fool, because you deserve it.
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