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Who are you? Shen QingQiu raged in his mind, his breathing deliberate and slightly laboured.Īre you a spirit here to possess me? What are you doing in my mind! Get the fuck out! Saying so, Shen QingQiu began circulating his qi as he tried to find hints of foreign energy. That was the only visible difference that can be seen, as he immediately picked up his fan to hide his face. The brat was still going on about something in the background with MingFang, but Shen QingQiu could not hear it over the pain in his head. (And he was most definitely taking advantage of Ning YingYing’s trustful nature earlier-look at that guilty flush!)Īcid clawed up the back of his throat and Shen QingQiu’s head pounded. This brat-! There’s something wrong with this brat. Shen QingQiu felt the vague sense of unease he experienced in the morning rapidly skyrocketing at this motion. “This disciple pays his respect to Shizun!” rang a loud and clear voice. Luo BingHe approached Shen QingQiu and quickly poured a cup of tea, before kneeling down and proffering it to the silent master. He especially hated those who tried to take advantage of what was his. Shen QingQiu despised men who took advantage of others. Luo BingHe glanced at Shen QingQiu again, and his flush deepened.Īt least the brat knew he was caught red-handed. “From now on, you will stay at Qing Jing Peak,” MingFang announced. Don’t slack off.”Ī bright “Yes, shizun” was returned and Ning YingYing was sent out of the room, with a stern MingFang replacing her presence. With a small flip of his fan, Shen QingQiu said, “Ning YingYing, return to your studies. Shen QingQiu watched cold as Luo BingHe gently disentangled himself from Ning YingYing. “Shizun, I’ve brought A Luo in!”Ī faint blush was on Luo BingHe’s face the moment he met Shen QingQiu’s gaze – a sure sign of guilt. Soon, Luo BingHe entered the room, struggling with the tea he balanced delicately in the tray as Ning YingYing tugged at his arms. “Ah, I think I hear Ming Fang shixiong bringing him along now,” Ning YingYing looked up from where she had been beaming at her Shizun. Shen QingQiu found the apathy he held toward the newest brat he picked up morph into something closer to suspicion and distrust. (Who had not even entered the Sect such that Shen QingQiu can scare the fear into that brat that some people are untouchable.
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And of all things, to become close to a pathetic piece of thrash who held no value whatsoever. Softer, sweeter people with the survival instinct of a gnat tended to get exploited. Nicer.īut the world had a habit of trampling on softer, sweeter people and Ning YingYing, Shen QingQiu knew from the start, had the survival instinct of a gnat. Girls are allowed to be softer and sweeter. A little flower who had only been treated kindly by the world, and saw none of the bad.īut it’s ok. She was a naïve little flower, not quite unlike the girl he found safety in many years ago.
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It had barely been a day, and she’s already so close to that brat? This girl, she really had no sense of caution. “Aren’t you excited? Today is the day when A Luo will enter the Sect officially!”Ī Luo…? Shen QingQiu wondered for a moment.Īhhh, that brat he picked up yesterday at Ning YingYing’s insistence. “Shizun, shizun,” Ning YingYing said happily as she hovered around Shen QingQiu, making no move to leave for some reason today. Shen QingQiu waved her in and had her set down the congee on his little desk. “Good morning, Shizun,” Ning YingYing chirped, “This disciple arrives with breakfast!” Shrugging off his strange thoughts, as nothing would come out of them, Shen QingQiu prepared himself for the morning.Ī bright voice greeted him. They made him feel vulnerable and Shen QingQiu had sworn years ago since that (hot, terrible, bloody) night that he wouldn’t be weak or pathetic enough to be vulnerable again. They disconcerted him – these inexplicable feelings. Why did he feel like they didn’t belong to him and shouldn’t be there? Nothing looked amiss, but Shen QingQiu was struck by a strange soreness in his heart and throat, and the phantom feeling of something being wrong with his limbs. When Shen QingQiu opened his eyes in the morning, he was greeted by the sight of sunlight streaming into his little bamboo hut.