"Your master is like a father to you. He will always let go of your hands and let you fly by yourself. The only way to the future is your partner."

"Just like Brother Wenxuan will accompany Sister Die'er, will Uncle Murong accompany his mother?"

"Yes, Brother Lin will be with you."

"Really?" Xiaoying turned to look at Qin Molin, and asked in confusion: "But why can't the master?"

“…”

There is nothing I can do with this little girl who keeps talking about her master.

But Xiaoying just habitually attached to her master, and did not really refuse to get along with Qin Molin, Ye Nian and others.

How could Xiaoying not feel their kindness to her? They had a feeling that she liked her very much, and she couldn't deceive her heart.

But after thousands of years, the master's shadow has long penetrated into her soul, and the master is more important in her heart.

What Xiaoying didn't expect was that the melancholy and mysterious brother Qin Molin had transformed into a boy of similar age as hers, holding her hand and saying:

"Why are you standing there? Go to the college."

"Ah? Are you, Master?"

"I hope you call me Qin Molin."

"oh."

When he first went to a strange place and someone was accompanying him, Xiaoying felt much more confident. Murong Wenxuan and An Liandie were also walking with them.

The four people can recognize and enter school at the same time, and they can also take care of each other.

The novel and colorful life of the college opened a window that had been closed for Xiaoying for a long time. She was originally a smart and transparent person, and Ye Jingning had been educated since childhood.

She just came into contact with the outside world a little late, but Qin Molin accompanied her and would tolerate all her mistakes.

Qin Molin didn't know what disguise method he used. Now he is dressed up as a young man who is about the same age as Xiaoying. The tacit understanding between the two began to develop unknowingly.

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 academy. One of Ye Jingning had already given him a headache. If another one came, he might not be able to help but pinch the other party to death.

"Qin Molin, I'm going to see the master. Will you accompany me?"

"good."

"I know you're the best."

"Just be happier."

What was most desperate for Qin Molin was that no matter how hard he tried, it seemed that he could not replace the status of the master in her heart.

Qin Molin even tried to rob Feng Xingying into his space, but they no longer had the tacit understanding they had before, and he could not bring her in at all.

Although Qin Molin has often felt heart-wrenching for these few months, it is like stolen happiness. It can grow with Feng Xingying, making him feel like he has completed a certain defect in his heart.

Once upon a time, Feng Xingying was waiting for him in despair, but now, it was his turn to wait for her in despair.

The sky has reincarnation, that's it.

Even though he felt heartbroken every day, Qin Molin still didn't want to give up. He accompanied her to class every day, witnessed her every little growth, shared every little joy, and comforted her every pain.

When she was the first literati exam and was hailed as the most likely to reach the height of the legend of Fengxingying, Xiaoying laughed happily and jumped, pulling Qin Molin around for a long time.

That time, Qin Molin set off a firework for her and taught her to dance a dance, the dance that once belonged to Feng Xingying.
Chapter completed!