"Your master is like a father to you. He will always let go of your hand and let you fly on your own. The only person who can accompany you in the future is your partner."
"Just like Brother Wenxuan will accompany Sister Die'er, will Uncle Murong accompany my mother?"
"Yes, Brother Lin will also accompany you."
"Really?" Xiaoying turned to look at Qin Molin and asked puzzledly: "But why can't master?"
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There's really nothing you can do about this little girl who keeps her mouth shut.
But Xiaoying is just habitually attached to her master, and does not really refuse to get along with Qin Molin, Ye Nian and others.
How could Xiaoying not feel how good they were to her? There was a feeling about them that she liked very much, and she couldn't deceive her heart.
It's just that after thousands of years, the master's shadow has penetrated deeply into her soul, and the master is more important in her heart.
What Xiaoying didn't expect the most was that the melancholic and mysterious elder brother Qin Molin suddenly transformed into a young man of similar age to her, holding her hand and saying:
"What are you doing standing around? Go to the academy."
"Ah? Are you, Master?"
"I would rather you call me Qin Molin."
"oh."
Going to a strange place for the first time and having someone accompanying her made Xiaoying feel more confident. Accompanying them were Murong Wenxuan and An Liandie.
Four students, enrolled in school at the same time, can still take care of each other.
The novel and colorful life in the college has opened a long-closed window for Xiaoying. She is a smart and transparent person, and Ye Jingning has taught her since she was a child.
She just came into contact with the outside world a little late, but Qin Molin was with her and would tolerate all her mistakes.
And Qin Molin didn't know what kind of disguise method he used. Now he is dressed as a young man of the same age as Xiaoying. The tacit understanding between the two began to develop unconsciously.
Speaking of which, Qin Molin was also a little scared. He was afraid that his little shadow would be abducted by other boys in the college. One Ye Jingning had already given him a headache. If another one came, he might not be able to help but crush him to death.
"Qin Molin, I want to see the master, will you go with me?"
"good."
"I knew you were the best."
"As long as you're happier."
The most desperate thing for Qin Molin was that no matter how hard he tried, he seemed unable to replace the master's position in her heart.
Qin Molin even tried to rob Feng Xingying into his space, but they no longer had the tacit understanding they had at the beginning, and he couldn't bring her in at all.
The past few months, although often heartbreaking for Qin Molin, were like stolen happiness. Being able to grow up with Feng Xingying made him feel like he had completed a certain shortcoming in his heart.
Once, Feng Xingying was waiting for him desperately, but now, it was his turn to wait for her even more desperately.
There is reincarnation in the sky, that's it.
Even though he feels heartache every day, Qin Molin still doesn't want to give up. He accompanies her in class every day, witnesses her every bit of growth, shares her every ounce of joy, and comforts her every pain.
When she got the first place in the scribes exam for the first time and was hailed as the most likely to reach the legendary level of Feng Xingying, Xiaoying laughed and jumped happily, pulling Qin Molin around in circles for a long time.
That time, Qin Molin set off a firework for her and taught her a dance that once belonged to Feng Xingying.
There also began to be secrets between them.