The next night.
Yun Nie carried bedding to Sang Yue's door and prepared to sleep on the floor.
Sang Yue was confused: "What is this for?"
Yunnie said carefully: "Keep watch."
The full text is: I really want to sleep with Master but I’m afraid of disturbing Him. Even though Master said before that I can have a lot, I still can’t be too greedy, because I don’t want to squander Master’s kindness at all but want to cherish it more. So I sleep on the floor at the door and keep watch at the same time!
Unfortunately, Sang Yue couldn’t read minds, so he couldn’t hear anything else but two words.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's very safe here, no need to keep watch."
Yun Nie defeated Yue Hua Xian Jun with just two words: "I think."
So Yun Nie fell asleep at the door of Sang Yue's bedroom.
Although it was a bit strange that he insisted on sleeping on the floor at the door, considering Yun Nie's situation, it was a good thing that he was willing to let down his guard and get close to him.
Sang Yue wanted him to know that those words were true.
He would not easily refuse his request, as refusal would hurt people, and he did not want Yunnie to suffer any more harm.
The water gate was removed, and Sang Yue said that he could enter the house at any time and find him at any time.
Yun Nie hummed calmly, but what he was thinking was:
He wanted to savor the goodness of his master slowly, starting from the door and moving towards the inside little by little. This way, he would be happier as he got closer.
As a result, an accident interrupted Yunnie's precious tasting process.
Here's the thing.
Sang Yue went out one day, and when he came back in the evening, he said with emotion while dining with Yun Nie: "Ah, if only all the disciples were as quiet and well-behaved as Xiao Nie."
At that time, Yun Nie's hand holding the chopsticks stopped.
Disciple? What disciple?
Isn’t a disciple the same as an apprentice?
Sang Yue has other disciples? !
Click.
A pair of chopsticks broke directly. Yun Nie did not realize that his breathing was getting heavier and faster. He only felt that the sumptuous meal in front of him had completely lost its appeal to him.
He slowly raised his head and looked at Sang Yue with a stubborn and inquiring look: "Disciple?"
Sang Yue, who already had a considerable understanding of Yun Nie, quickly realized what this little disciple, who was praised for being quiet and well-behaved, was thinking about.
Is this child...jealous?
Sang Yue was surprised and relieved at the same time.
Look how long it has been, and the child's emotions have become so rich that he has learned to be jealous.
It turns out that he is a good master.
I believe that after some time, Yun Nie will be no different from ordinary people!
"He is a registered disciple." Knowing that Yun Nie lacked common sense, Sang Yue explained slowly.
He said that the sect was a very large organization with many powerful people in it. They all had many registered disciples, and there were also many unregistered outer disciples belonging to the sect.
Usually, the strong ones provide guidance, assistance and protection to the registered disciples, and the disciples must serve them.
But this kind of relationship is not the closest master-disciple relationship.
The closest ones are the direct disciples.
This is a more inclusive, caring, special, inherited and intimate relationship, and an extraordinary bond.
The relationship between a registered disciple and his master can be separated. If a registered disciple finds a better place to go, or is accepted as a disciple by someone else, he can leave.
But the disciples who are taught directly are different.
Even if one day the two break up, have a quarrel, or betray each other, this relationship will always bind them together. It is the shadow and haze that cannot be cut by a knife or burned by fire, the similar colors on their bodies can never be erased, and it is also something that others can always suddenly remember and mention: they used to be master and apprentice!
Then Yun Nie's heart gradually calmed down, and his hand holding the chopsticks loosened a little: "Master, is he also very kind to others...?"
Sang Yue chuckled and teased him intentionally: "Of course, I'm a very good person."
Yun Nie: “…”
He buried his head, ate his food, and was thinking intently.
Before he could figure out how to deal with this, he saw a pair of chopsticks reaching out to him and picking up a piece of tender green loofah into his bowl.
Given past experiences, Yunnie prefers to eat meat.
But he still picked it up and ate it obediently.
Then he heard Sang Yue praising himself for being so good, saying: "No matter how good others are, they can't compare to Xiao Nie. Even if Master is good to others, he is the best to Xiao Nie."
Yunnie has been talking a little more lately, a little more outgoing, a little more at ease.
He could even ask back: "Really?"
Sang Yue said, "Really? After all, Xiao Nie is my only disciple."
In short, Yun Nie’s relationship with Sang Yue is different from that of other disciples to Sang Yue.
It is special and unique.
Yun Nie slowly chewed on the word "only", and the more he chewed, the sweeter it became.
But the existence of the registered disciples still brought a sense of crisis to Yun Nie.
Yun Nie knew very well that hesitation would lead to missed opportunities, and giving in would lead to losses of even more.
I used to think that there were only the two of them here, but in fact, there is a big world out there with many, many people.
He was not sure what Sang Yue thought of him before, but now he has received the promise.
Sang Yue said that they were different.
But, it's better to be safe than sorry.
Well, that's what it's said.
Anyway, anyway, it was Sang Yue who said it herself, she can act coquettishly, she can make requests, she can ask for a lot... This is not too greedy, right?
That night, Yun Nie hugged the quilt with a serious expression as if he was going to the battlefield.
But in fact, he just wanted to enter Sang Yue's bedroom.
Sang Yue said we could go in...
Yun Nie looked at Sang Yue, confirming with his eyes while moving sideways inward.
He took one step after another, being extremely cautious.
Sang Yue held back his laughter and walked in.
What else could I do? Going deep into the bedroom, there was not only a long path, but also a flight of stairs.
If he didn't cooperate and move inward, Yun Nie would break his neck.
"I'm coming in."
When they reached the middle, Yun Nie suddenly said this.
Sang Yue nodded and said gently, "I see."
So Yunnie continued to move inside holding the quilt.
"I'm going up."
When he walked down the stairs, Yun Nie said this again.
Sang Yue was still very gentle: "Go up."
So Yunnie walked up the stairs holding the quilt.
The higher you go, the clearer the light appears.
This is not light artificially created by formations, but natural, cool and beautiful moonlight.
When he stood up, Yun Nie couldn't help but look up and hold his breath.
It was the first time he came to Sang Yue’s bedroom and he discovered that the place where Sang Yue lived was so simple, plain, yet dreamy and beautiful.
Where exactly is this place?
The pointed roof above was missing its tip, and instead there was a round skylight with a few dead branches poking out of the window.
A bright crescent moon hung in the sky, and silver light poured through the skylight, shining on the flat and smooth white jade bed below, as if covered with a layer of crushed snow, and frost dyed the entire world white.
There were soft footsteps behind me.
Yun Nie turned around and saw Sang Yue walking towards him in a long robe trailing on the ground.
He walked barefoot across the dust-free surface, and passed by the young man, his three thousand strands of black hair lingering as if they had life.
He turned around and sat on a bed of broken snow, his long robe fluttering like crane feathers, his black hair tangled like ink ripples, the moonlight was shallow, the sparse shadows were slanting, and the beauty was as beautiful as a banished immortal.
Yun Nie pursed his lips, lost in thought for a moment.
Sang Yue stretched out his hand to him and asked temptingly, "What do you want to do? You have to tell me."
This seemed to be a trap, a conscious plan that made it impossible for Yun Nie to escape or lie.
Yun Nie breathed lightly, his eyes becoming more and more determined.
It was Sang Yue who allowed it, and it was he who gave him the courage and confidence.
"I want to sleep with Master."
Yun Nie spoke each word clearly, holding the quilt solemnly.
This request was also indulged.
"Okay, Master will accompany you." Sang Yue smiled, his voice as gentle as a quiet lake.
So the next second, Yun Nie rushed over with the quilt in his arms, and was about to put it under the bed when Sang Yue picked it up.
Yun Nie slightly opened his eyes and watched his quilt being placed on the jade bed. Sang Yue gently patted the quilt and said to his silly apprentice: "Only the quilt is not enough for you."
So Yun Nie went back to find his pillow dizzy again.
I can actually sleep in the same bed with my master. Originally I just thought that it would be enough to sleep next to the bed and smell my master's scent very closely.
But the quilt has been put up.
Yun Nie couldn't tear it off, he couldn't bear to do it.
Yunnie's bedroom is different from Sang Yue's bedroom. His room is decorated very warmly and brightly, and this style is also continued on the bedding.
When Yun Nie came back with the soft pillow embroidered with colorful birds, he found that the cold jade bed was already covered with soft and clean mattress and sheets.
Sang Yue lay on his side, the moonlight covering him and the small pink floral quilt.
There are some slight incompatibilities, but also a lot of complementarity.
When Yun Nie crawled into the quilt, he was reluctant to close his eyes. Sang Yue covered his eyes and said, "Go to sleep quickly, or you will be a dwarf for the rest of your life."
Yun Nie had no choice but to grunt and close his eyes obediently.
The nights with Sang Yue by my side are always so peaceful and relaxing.
He fell asleep.
Before I knew it, I had another good night's sleep.
But Sang Yue would not always sleep with him. At his level of cultivation, the influence of ordinary people's physiological needs was no longer that profound.
Sometimes, Sang Yue would take a pot of wine, hold a book, and spend a quiet night under the moon.
Sometimes, Sang Yue would stare at the moon in a daze, with her long hair hanging behind her head, and her grace and elegance yet a hint of dullness.
Sometimes, he would secretly braid Yunnie's hair while he was asleep, or go out for a walk.
When Sang Yue was reading, Yun Nie would quietly move closer to him and hold his hair before sleeping.
When Sang Yue was in a daze, Yun Nie would get up and look at him, and Sang Yue would definitely argue that he was meditating and practicing, so Yun Nie would cross his legs and practice with him.
When Sang Yue secretly played with Yun Nie's hair, Yun Nie closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, allowing him to amuse himself.
These are all the unknown and more private Sang Yue.
Apart from himself, no one else should have seen Sang Yue like this, after all, they were the only ones in the cave.
Yun Nie thought so and felt that this kind of life was particularly satisfying.
It would be great if they could maintain this kind of life forever, with just the two of them, no outsiders, and no disturbances or risks.
In the end, it was not an outsider but Sang Yue who broke this life.
Sang Yue suddenly discovered a situation that was so terrible and so bad that he had accidentally overlooked that he had to shoulder the responsibility of a teacher and made up his mind to break this peaceful life.
Xiao Nie... This can't go on any longer!
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The author has something to say:
Master has a thin waist, long legs, chest and abdominal muscles, but his figure is tall, well-proportioned and slim, not particularly exaggerated.
Xiao Nie...he is malnourished and needs to drink more milk to heal himself!
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