The mournful cries of cicadas echoed in the silent space. Qin Luo looked at Yi Ting, who was stubbornly staring at him with red eyes in his arms.
At this moment, Qin Luo didn't say much, but gently stroked Yi Ting's back with his palm, trying to soothe her wounded heart.
"Yes, Master will always reserve the softest and warmest spot for Ting'er. It belongs only to you, and no one can touch it."
Qin Luo embraced Yi Ting again, gently resting his chin on the top of her head. "So, Ting'er, no matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, your master will face them with you. You must trust your master, okay?"
A gentle voice echoed softly in Yiting's ears, carrying an unwavering promise to dispel all the unease of the woman in his arms.
Upon hearing this, Yiting's tear-filled eyelashes trembled.
At this moment, Qin Luo watched as the words on Yi Ting's system panel kept changing. Words like forbearance, compromise, and revenge kept changing, which made him think to himself that it was indeed not so easy to make her let go.
Nianzhi, Qin Luo sighed softly, and placed her small hand on his heart:
"Since the day you left, I've pondered this repeatedly, and finally realized that all the blame lies with me. I was too selfish, too greedy. I single-handedly created all of this, yet it's you, the innocent one, who suffers the pain..."
Unfortunately, her words were abruptly cut off as Yi Ting abruptly covered Qin Luo's mouth with her hand, her fingertips trembling. She tilted her head back, tears welling in her eyes, but stubbornly refused to let them fall.
"No... Master is not wrong..."
Yi Ting looked up, her gaze fixed on Qin Luo, whose face was filled with self-reproach. Her eyes were brimming with tears, which looked like they would roll down at any moment. Her hand trembled as she impatiently reached out to cover Qin Luo's mouth. At the same time, her head shook rapidly like a rattle-drum, her hair flying wildly with the movement.
In the depths of Yi Ting's heart, Qin Luo was her only guide and salvation in the long darkness. Back then, she was just an ordinary, neglected, and lonely girl sold to the mansion, overwhelmed by the burdens of life, struggling in the mire of fate, unable to see a glimmer of hope.
Just when she was about to be completely swallowed by darkness, Qin Luo appeared in her world without hesitation, pulling her out of the endless abyss of hell and bringing her back to the light of day.
Since then, Qin Luo not only taught her cultivation but also the art of alchemy, and provided her with meticulous care in every aspect of life. Those times spent together are the warmest and most precious memories in Yi Ting's life.
Hearing Qin Luo's self-blame at this moment, Yi Ting felt so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe.
This pain was far more profound and unbearable than when she was ruthlessly humiliated by Xia Zihan. Xia Zihan's harsh words were like sharp blades slicing through her skin, leaving only temporary scars. But Qin Luo's self-blame struck the depths of her soul like a heavy hammer—something she absolutely could not accept.
"It was Ting'er, it was Ting'er who knew that her master and she had already met before, yet still..."
At this point, Yiting's voice became increasingly choked, as if something was blocking her throat, and after a long while, she managed to squeeze out the word with difficulty:
"You've interfered in our relationship."
The moment those words left her lips, Yi Ting trembled violently. She lowered her head, unable to meet Qin Luo's eyes.
"So she was right to scold me that day. I really was... shameless...it was all my fault."
“My master has been so good to me, yet I have taken advantage of our master-disciple relationship to do things that are beyond my bounds. Those deliberately created moments of solitude, those seemingly casual touches... I was like an insatiable glutton, wanting to possess this tenderness all to myself.”
A tear fell onto the snow, melting a small hole. Then, large teardrops rolled down, landing on the snow between the two of them.
"But even knowing it's wrong, I still... I still can't help but fall in love with my master."
The howling wind suddenly stopped, and only this confession echoed between heaven and earth.
Looking at Yi Ting, who was trembling with tears in front of her, Qin Luo suddenly remembered that noon three years ago when she was curled up on the ground, covered in bruises, being whipped but still stubbornly refusing to utter a sound.
Like now, even though my heart is broken beyond repair, I still have to force myself to lay bare my most unbearable thoughts to him, just so I won't blame myself so much.
This made Qin Luo realize that he had gone too far, and if things continued like this, Yi Ting might go from one extreme to the other.
Thinking of this, Qin Luo gently cupped Yi Ting's face in his hands, tenderly wiping away the tears streaming down her face with his thumbs. He gazed at her firmly and said:
"So what if we met first? When it comes to feelings, it's not about who came first, but about who's sincere."
The sound was exceptionally clear on the silent ice field, each word striking Yi Ting's heart and restoring a sliver of clarity to her almost broken eyes.
“You are not a third party, never have been. You are the most precious person to me in this world, the person I want to protect for the rest of my life.”
Qin Luo hugged Yi Ting tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his life. "You said you were doing something out of line under the guise of being a master and disciple, but in my opinion, this is the most wonderful fate that God has given me."
"Every heartbeat you make, every shy glance you exchange, makes me truly feel that life is complete because of you."
"For me, haven't you been my salvation?"
"Redemption?" Yi Ting remained in Qin Luo's arms, murmuring these two words blankly, countless scenes of her time with Qin Luo flooding her mind.
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