Shen Xinghe felt as if he had slept for a very long time.
It was so long that it even made him revisit his past life of twenty-seven years. In the last moment before waking up, he dreamed that he had returned to Guanghan Peak and met his master who was in good health. His master smiled at him and touched his head...
wrong.
He opened his eyes suddenly and turned his head, only to see the layout and furnishings that were extremely familiar to him.
"It's... Master's room."
But there was no sign of Master in the room.
So, was what happened before a dream?
Was it because he missed her too much that he was hallucinating, or was it really that the master...
Shen Xinghe couldn't wait any longer and stepped on the ground barefoot. The severe pain in his heart almost made him kneel down.
The pain of having his reverse scale pulled out was still lingering in his chest. It was not just physical pain, but the pain of having half of his bones, blood, and soul torn off. It was a pain that could not be described in one word.
But at that time he surprisingly endured it.
It was not as the records said, that some dragons could not bear the pain of having their reverse scales pulled out, and they lost control due to the pain, and then their demon pills exploded and died.
What was he thinking at that time?
By the way, what he was thinking at that time was, did Master feel pain when she pierced his heart?
Thinking of this, he felt that his pain was nothing.
Shen Xinghe covered his chest, let out a long breath, straightened his back, and walked towards the door.
Just as I reached out to push the door, it was pushed open by someone outside.
At that moment, the light outside and that person appeared in front of Shen Xinghe.
"Xing'er? Wake up..."
Shen Xinghe, who was staring blankly the moment before, pounced over the next moment.
The force and range of motion were so great that Si Jiu was knocked to the ground.
But at the moment she fell, he put one hand behind her head and the other under her waist.
Sijiu didn't feel hurt from the fall, but he felt a little uncomfortable because he was pressed so hard by him.
When Xiao Xinghe was a child, he liked to pounce on her like this every time she came home.
At that time, she had to bend down slightly to accommodate his small body and then hold him tightly in her arms.
But now the size difference is reversed, and Si Jiu can't withstand his attack.
But she knew that Zaizai was actually very clumsy in expressing himself. When he was a child, he could only say the same one or two sentences over and over again about what he was being praised for, and he could only use the same one or two ways to express who he liked.
He will save the most delicious food for you and give you the most intimate hug.
Until now, Si Jiu can still clearly recall how soft his heart was when Xiao Xinghe hugged him tightly and said softly, "I love you the most, sister."
"I like Master the most."
She heard the boy who was holding her down speak in a suppressed, choked voice.
"Master, it's great that you woke up."
"Very good."
He muttered over and over again, as if he couldn't find any other words to describe his feelings, as if saying it more times would make it more sincere.
Really clumsy.
But it's so clumsy that it makes people feel soft inside.
"Fool."
Si Jiu raised his hand and rubbed his head, "Doesn't the wound on your chest hurt? I can smell blood."
The young man, who was still immersed in excitement, suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly propped up his arms to create some distance, lowered his eyes to meet his master's, and only then realized that the posture between the two was too ambiguous.
They were so close, so close that Shen Xinghe could clearly see each of his master's long and curled eyelashes, and so close that he could see his own reflection in her cold eyes.
So close that our hair is entangled and our breaths blend.
Boom boom. Boom boom.
Boom boom boom…
Whose heartbeat was it? It was so loud that it almost made him dizzy, but he was reluctant to blink.
Shen Xinghe seemed to be bewitched and gradually relaxed the strength of his arms.
The tips of their noses touched each other.
Just tilt your head slightly, get a little closer, and you can...
"Shen Xinghe, you little beast, what do you want to do to Master!"
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