"Senior Sister! Here! One for you and Yunshu!"

Geng Jihuan from 께께 held two bunches of 껚 azalea in his hands and handed them to the two people in front of him.

One is a senior sister and the other is a junior sister.

She was wearing a bright yellow Confucian skirt and a rhododendron hairpin on her head. She looked like a soft and sticky osmanthus cake, making people want to hold her in their arms and take a big bite.

Bai Yunshu was only four or five years old at the moment, and he naively reached out to take the flower.

She examined it first, and finding it non-toxic, she pinched one and put it in her mouth.

Well, it tastes sour, not very delicious, but not too bad either, so it should not be poisonous.

Even if you are poisoned, Master is very powerful and will help you to cure it.

In the eyes of a few people in 께께, the master is the most powerful person in the world.

She is gentle, yet mysterious and busy. She is often not seen, and it is always the senior sisters who take care of them. However, when they are really needed, she will show up on time.

Seeing her eat the flower, Senior Sister Tao Yiyue frowned, walked up to her and pinched her face.

"How many times have I told you? Don't eat random things! If something happens to you, how will I face my master? Spit it out quickly!"

She is obviously only ten years old, but she looks like an adult.

Tao Yiying felt an immense headache when she looked at the two dumplings.

But she also wanted to share her master's worries, so she had to patiently coax Bai Yunshu into spitting out the food in her mouth.

"Junior sister Xiao, hurry up! Spit it out! Spit it out and I'll buy you some candy later."

Although it was coaxing, it was devoid of emotion and even had a slightly accusatory tone, sounding cold and fierce.

But Bai Yunshu was not afraid of her.

My senior sister always likes to pretend to be a decent person, but when she encounters setbacks, she still cries secretly from time to time, and I have discovered it several times.

Bai Yunshu raised his head and swallowed the azalea. He stared at Tao Yiyue and said, "It's okay. I'm not dead yet. Senior Sister, don't be so nervous. I've already eaten it."

After she finished speaking, she opened her mouth for Tao Yiye to see.

Tao Yiying's eyes went dark, but Geng Jihuan was still tirelessly delivering flowers to her.

"Senior Sister 꺶, Junior Sister 께 has accepted it, why don't you accept it?"

She asked in a baby voice. Tao Yiying looked at the flower without any intention to take any further action. Instead, he spoke in a serious tone.

"Did you plant this flower yourself? If not, I won't allow you to do that next time. Most of the things in our sect were planted by our Master. The plants you plant will look similar and be more poisonous. Second Junior Sister, you have to be more careful."

She reminded him, and Geng Jihuan reluctantly withdrew his hand, looked down at the azalea in his hand and said, "I planted it myself."

She had a great talent in growing Ganoderma lucidum. The plants she grew would grow just by being placed in the soil, which made everyone jealous. They all thought that the master had received a congenital medicinal saint body.

"Don't lie. If you lie, I will tell Master."

She reminded Geng Jihuan, looking at the obviously unusual flower in her hand, and she didn't believe that her Second Junior Sister had planted it.

Geng Jihuan just curled his lips.

"I really planted it. I'll take you to see it!"

As she spoke, she reached out to pull Tao Yiying's hand. Tao Yiying did not try to stop her, but instead followed her steps and went to the place she mentioned.

She was anxious to prove herself, and Tao Yiying reminded her carefully.

"Walk slower, don't rush, and don't act too hastily."

After arriving at the place, Tao Yiye believed it, but still did not accept her flowers.

Tao Yiye said: "For beautiful things, just let them grow well and appreciate them. If you keep them in your hands, they will eventually wither and lose their color."

But Geng Jihuan was unconvinced and said, "Really? Senior Sister, but I have spiritual power, I can keep her fresh and beautiful forever, and I have a lot of flowers, if this one withers, I can always replace it with another one."

What she said made sense. Tao Yiye stopped talking, and Geng Jihuan's azaleas were never delivered to her in the end.

Senior sister will not accept flowers from anyone.

This is one of the few childhood memories in Geng Jihuan's memory.

I only remember that day, my senior sister’s hands were very warm.

In the following years, there didn't seem to be much change in our family, except that Senior Sister spoke less and less.

As a young girl, Tao Yiyue was of an old-fashioned type, much more stable than older people. She always stood behind her master, and together with him she looked down at the vicissitudes of life and the myriad changes that were happening in the sect.

The master said to her, "Yiyue, among all my disciples, you are the only one who practices the Wuqing Dao, and you are the most stable. The master will hand over the sect to you, and you must take on this responsibility."

Tao Yiying lowered her eyes and nodded, saying, "Yiying, I will obey Master's orders. I will protect Xuanying Sect and my fellow apprentice sisters."

In the distance, Geng Jihuan stuck his head out, looked at the two figures standing one behind the other, and lowered his eyes, thinking about something.

Senior sister protects them? Then who will protect senior sister?

Tao Yiye kept her promise year after year, and Geng Jihuan saw it all.

There are many words hidden between the years, which sound familiar to people at first sight. When you savor them carefully, they are the innocence that was blown away by the wind that year.

"Sister, the crabapple trees at the gate are red again, and the double-bridge at the gate has grown new branches. Let's go out and play together."

"Sister... why are you always so serious and old-fashioned? Smile more. I look best when I smile."

"Senior sister, my junior sister and I both know we are wrong and promise not to run away again. Please don't tell Master, okay?"

"Senior sister, senior sister..."

The years passed silently with the call of "Senior Sister".

When she was young, the girl was very passionate and always wanted to go out for a walk and have a look. It was at that moment of excitement that she looked at the thin figure standing under the tree and had inevitable thoughts in her mind.

Geng Jihuan knew that this was wrong, but if he didn't act impulsively at least once, how could he be considered young?

So one day, under the peach tree, she stopped the figure who had just finished sword practice and asked the question that she had been holding back for a long time.

"Sister... is there someone you like? Is there someone you will like?"

She looked forward to seeking opportunities, but was frustrated by the cold eyes.

Tao Yiye put away the sword and looked at her eyes, as if he was puzzled as to why she suddenly asked that.

"No, I won't."

Tao Yiye answered very straightforwardly and decisively.

"Why?"

Geng Jihuan did not give up.

After a hundred years of companionship, she knew too well what he was thinking.