"Teacher...?"

My legs were so weak that I seemed like I would fall at any moment.

Move forward while swaying, pace while trembling.

Weakness.

The sound is subtle.

Krisa was in very bad health. She was so weak that she had trouble walking. She could only move her feet step by step with difficulty, slowly approaching Xu Xi with rapid breathing.

The picture is quiet and silent, yet it has the power to move people's hearts.

The witch proved one thing with her actions.

In the face of true will.

A weak body cannot stop it at all.

The light fell on the girl, further illuminating her pale, bloodless face. She trembled and stretched out her slender five fingers and placed them on the chair where Xu Xi was sitting.

With the help of this fulcrum, the pressure on her movement was greatly reduced, allowing her to walk to the front of Xu's group.

then.

Krisa saw the familiar face, which was now in a deep sleep due to excessive exhaustion.

"Teacher...it's okay..."

She tilted her head and blinked.

The truth of the matter was not quite the same as imagined. Nothing happened to Xu Xi. He simply fell asleep. Nothing else happened.

"Very good."

The sound of silence echoed in the air.

All the accumulated sadness and worry in his chest dissipated, returning to his previous empty state.

What to do next?

Krisa was a little confused. After confirming that Xu Xi was okay, she suddenly didn't know what to do. Should she lie back on the stone slab and wait patiently for Xu Xi to wake up?

Light and shadow go hand in hand.

When light appears, shadow will follow closely, because once it leaves the range of light, the shadow will cease to exist.

So.

When light falls silent, where does shadow go?

Regarding this question, Krisa didn't know how to answer. Her life, everything about her, had long been accustomed to staying by Xu Xi's side.

The witch has no interest in anything other than this.

However, given the witch's current physical condition, what can she do even if she wakes up?

She even has trouble taking care of herself.

Not to mention anything else.

So, Krisa gave up those unrealistic ideas and helped with the housework as usual.

She stood in a very quiet posture, with a calm and indifferent expression on her face, her hands crossed in front of her lower abdomen, leaning on the edge of the table, quietly standing beside the sleeping Xu Xi.

The room is dim, the lights are hazy, and the blurred and disillusioned light seems to be a touch of the old days.

Delicate and gentle, it enveloped the figures of the man and the girl.

The former was fast asleep.

The latter stood.

This is what the witch thought of, and it is the only thing she can do at this stage.

At the same time, it was the only thing she wanted to do.

Since the light is sleeping, the shadow will stay by its side until the light warms the world again, providing the shadow with the value of existence.

However——

How should I put it? This feeling is a little subtle and a little strange.

"The mentor's face...", Krisa murmured to herself. She was not as tall as Xu Xi. Although she could see Xu Xi's whole face normally, she had never observed too many details.

And now, Xu Xi was sleeping soundly while sitting, and the whole scene was seen by the standing girl.

This was her first time observing Xu Xi at such a close distance.

The witch saw the eyes that were swollen from long hours of reading.

The witch saw the fingers that were constantly copying and holding the pen even when they were asleep.

The witch saw the haggard face, which was overworked, with pale lips and a strong sense of fatigue.

She saw it.

She saw everything.

I see the years passing by at the temples, and the trembling of my breath at the wings of my nostrils.

Seeing Xu Xi sleeping soundly, I could feel everything he had paid behind that deep sleep.

ah…

Ahhh…

So that’s it. Is that how it is?

The heavy feeling seemed to penetrate Krisa's heart in an instant, causing her pupils to dilate slightly.

Originally, the witch thought that when the light was silenced, she would lose the protection of the shadow.

But now.

Tell the witch the truth.

Even if the light fades and the sun goes out for a short time, the remaining warmth still penetrates into the soul, providing a path for the shadow to move forward.

The witch didn't know what words or actions to use to be worthy of that fiery and warm light. Her feelings gradually accumulated, her thoughts became more and more confused, and more and more impulses accumulated in her chest.

The witch was so clumsy that she had no idea what to do.

So.

The witch did the best she could think of based on her own understanding.

She carefully stretched out her ten fingers, and as gently as possible, she lifted Xu Xi's cheeks slightly, bent down, and let their foreheads touch each other, and their noses touch each other.

The gray-silver hair hung down, with some strands sliding across the man's face.

"May you be well."

Chrisa Kristina prayed softly.

In the calm and uneventful voice, there seemed to be a flash of mixed emotions for a moment, but the words were too calm to make people wonder if it was an illusion.

Stick to it, touch it, and feel the temperature of the light.

Time seemed to have come to a standstill.

In just a few seconds, it seemed as if she had gone through an extremely long change, and countless unprecedented feelings burst out in the witch's heart.

So what is it?

Krisa felt guilty. She kept her forehead pressed against his, unwilling to give up the warmth and closeness, even though she knew that as her "personal property", she shouldn't be so presumptuous.

suddenly.

It seemed that Krisa's actions disturbed the man's sleep.

Xu Xi frowned slightly and uttered a muffled groan. The sound was very small, but it frightened the 17-year-old witch so much that she fled in panic.

“!!!!”

With her weak legs, the witch managed to run at a speed she had never run before.

She climbed back onto the stone slab as if escaping.

Grab the bedding that Xu had prepared for her.

Jump in, hide in.

Curl up into a ball.

Like a silkworm baby that has closed itself off, it wraps itself tightly without leaving any space, for fear of leaving even the slightest space for observation by the outside world.

It trembles softly and wriggles slightly, which is very cute.

My heart was beating violently, bringing me an unprecedented tension.

The witch didn't know why she was so scared. Although she had overstepped her authority, she only taped her forehead. However, she was extremely panicked.

"Teacher?"

I waited for a long time but nothing happened.

There was no need to wait for the master to reprimand him.

Chrisa carefully poked her head out and let her eyes emerge from under the quilt. When she found that Xu Xi was still fast asleep, her nervous mood gradually calmed down and returned to the emptiness of the past.

only.

"So weird... so hot..."

Krisa was confused and stroked her snow-white cheeks with her hands, and found that both sides of her cheeks were very hot.

The witch suspected that she might have a fever. Was this the price for transgressing her master's authority?

The witch's knowledge has increased.

She felt that as long as she wasn't discovered by her master, this price was acceptable.