"Senior sister, I'm here to see you."
Bai Feng reached out and knocked on Yu Yao's door, carrying with him the training formation and puppet that he had made yesterday.
Now Yuyao has moved her house next to his. Xiaoxue goes to his house almost every day and only returns to Yuyao's house at night when she goes to bed.
After a few seconds, the door opened automatically, and there was no sign of Yuyao behind the door.
Bai Feng walked into the room and saw Yu Yao slumped on the sofa, motionless.
"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?"
Yu Yao slowly turned her head to look at Bai Feng, then lowered her head and asked in a depressed mood: "Junior brother, am I a waste?"
"Why do you think so?"
Bai Feng sat next to Yuyao, somewhat confused as to why Yuyao suddenly became depressed.
"During yesterday's training, I was beaten by Yu Mo, so why can't I even beat you, a formation master?"
When Yu Yao thought about how Bai Feng had bullied her yesterday, she was filled with grief and indignation. She was a senior sister! Not only did she enter the sect earlier than Bai Feng, she was also a pure swordsman!
“…”
Bai Feng suddenly fell silent. He was wondering if he had bullied his child too much yesterday.
"Senior Sister, would you like some snacks?" He took out a few boxes of snacks that Yuyao liked.
But Yuyao stared at the snack for a few seconds and then shook her head: "...put it aside for now, I'll eat it later."
'broken!'
She didn’t even want to eat snacks. This time, Yuyao’s self-esteem was really hurt.
"Eat a little, I'll feed you." Bai Feng took out a piece of peach cake and put it next to Yu Yao's mouth.
Yuyao stared at the peach cake for a few seconds, then took a bite. While chewing, she muttered vaguely, "Why do you feed it by hand?"
Bai Feng: “…”
He sighed, then gently bit a corner of the peach pastry. Then he reached out and grabbed Yu Yao's shoulders and "fed" her in front of her confused eyes.
"Wait, I was just kidding... um..."
A minute later, Bai Feng wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth and looked at Yu Yao, whose face was flushed: "How does it taste?"
“…No, I don’t know.”
Yu Yao lowered her head, her brain in a mess. Not to mention the taste of the peach pastry, she couldn't even remember how to swallow it.
"Would you like to try another piece?"
“…”
Yu Yao didn't say anything, or perhaps her brain no longer supported her complex thinking.
'Why does it feel like Yuyao's defense is still so low?'
Bai Feng complained in his heart, but did not continue to provoke her.
After about a minute, Yu Yao quietly raised her head, but the blush on her face had not disappeared.
"Senior Sister, do you want to eat more?"
Bai Feng picked up a piece of dessert and handed it to Yuyao. This time, Yuyao obediently took it and started eating it in small bites.
As Yuyao was sipping the snack, he explained, "Senior sister, you don't have to be too disappointed. Our master said that I have a good talent in swordsmanship, and I often practice with Yumo, so I can be considered half a swordsman."
"Actually, I know that, but I'm still a little unwilling..." Yu Yao lowered her head and muttered softly, "I feel like after some time, I won't be able to catch up with you, Senior Sister."
"Then you should train with us, Senior Sister." Bai Feng said with a smile, "How about this, I will personally be your training instructor, and you can come to me no matter what problems you encounter."
Yu Yao raised her head slightly: "If you don't know how to comfort me, then don't comfort me. My great senior sister actually needs you, my junior brother, to teach her. It's too embarrassing to tell others."
"Then I will be your sparring partner. No matter what problems you encounter, you can come to me to discuss them together."
Yu Yao stared at Bai Feng for a few seconds, then she sighed: "...Forget it, I'm not the kind of person who cares so much about face. I'm going to bother you as much as possible in the future."
"Welcome, welcome."
After seeing that Yuyao was in a better mood, Bai Feng got down to business: "By the way, I have made the formations and puppets for guard training. Senior Sister, remember to send them over."
He handed the formation plate and the storage bag containing the puppet to Yu Yao, who nodded: "Don't worry, I have already arranged it."
"There is one more thing." Bai Feng took out a book with nothing on the cover from his storage bag, "Senior Sister, this is for you."
"What's this?"
Yu Yao reached out to take the book and looked at it for a few seconds. It did not look like a book published in a bookstore, but rather like a privately produced one.
"A gift to apologize."
"Apologize?" Yu Yao tilted her head.
What was he apologizing for? Was he referring to the time he abused her during training?
"It's about Chunqiu." Bai Feng didn't explain directly, but urged with a smile, "Senior Sister, open it and take a look first."
"Chunqiu? Could it be that Mr. Chunqiu doesn't want to grant the authorization?"
Yu Yao muttered a few words softly, then she turned to the first page of the book, and the next second the expression on her face froze.
Turning to the first page, an exquisite painting appeared directly in front of her eyes. The girl in the painting was wearing the robe of the Tianjian Sect. She had her hands on the windowsill with a lovely smile on her face, and seemed to be looking into the house.
The girl in the painting is about 80% similar to her.
"Junior brother, this is..."
"It was the time when you and Zixiao Peak organized a party. It was also the first time we talked in private and we made our first deal." Bai Feng said with a smile, "It was after that that we gradually became familiar with each other."
"That time..."
Yu Yao felt a little nostalgic in her heart. At that time, because of her old habits, she made a lot of superficial friends, such as the senior and junior sisters from Zixiao Peak.
Later, because she and Bai Feng had similar interests (meaning they were both fans of Mr. Chunqiu), and she had a true friend, she rarely maintained the relationship of superficial friendship anymore.
Then she turned a few more pages. The protagonists in the paintings were all herself. Some were hurriedly traveling while holding Chunqiu, some were showing off newly made clothes, and there was even one in which she wore a maid outfit and lifted up the hem of her skirt.
“How come there’s even this one?”
Yuyao's face turned red, but then she suddenly realized a problem. She looked up at Bai Feng: "Wait, who drew these pictures?"
Bai Feng did not answer directly, but smiled and asked: "Senior sister, who do you think drew this?"
"This painting style is obviously from Mr. Chunqiu, right?" Yu Yao picked up the book and looked at it. As a loyal fan of Mr. Chunqiu, she knew his painting style too well. She frowned slightly and asked, "Did you ask Mr. Chunqiu to draw the pictures?"
Bai Feng shook his head: "No, Senior Sister, please guess again."
"Well, isn't it Master Chunqiu?" Yu Yao pondered, "Could it be that you have taken Master Chunqiu as your master?"
"Guess boldly!"
"Hmm..." Yu Yao fell into deep thought again, "It's impossible that you and Teacher Chunqiu were taught by the same master, right?"
"Is there a possibility..." Bai Feng sighed and said slowly, "I am Chunqiu."
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