Su Tong stared at him blankly, with a layer of sourness rising on the tip of her nose. Listening to his story and watching him close his eyes, the images of him and another person completely overlapped in her mind.
"Hey, do you want to sit down for a while?" She leaned over and asked him with a choked voice.
"Yes." Yan Luo responded, still not opening his eyes.
He needed to adjust, not only his breathing, but also his mood - he didn't expect that he would actually tell her what happened back then in this imperial mausoleum.
He originally thought that these old events would pass away with the passing of the characters, leaving only him as a familiar person in this world...
"You really look like a person..." Su Tong sighed, not seeing his purple eyes, and more and more he overlapped his figure with the figure in his memory.
When she was with her master in the past, his master sometimes looked so desolate. She suddenly regretted why she didn't ask her master what was hidden in his heart.
At least, if he is unhappy, she can help him share the burden...
But, now, everything is too late.
Sniffing, Su Tong forced back her tears. The master was the softest corner of her heart. As long as the master's affairs were mentioned, she would be involuntarily fragile and want to cry cowardly.
"Alas..." Yan Luo sighed. Although he didn't open his eyes, he felt her sadness. With a long arm, he suddenly pulled her into his arms and put her head on his shoulder.
"If you want to cry, remember to finish crying before I finish adjusting my breath..." The seemingly emotionless explanation made Su Tong's heart feel warm.
She had the illusion for a moment that the person hugging her was the real Master.
"Master..." With a choked voice, Su Tong ignored her thoughts and reflexively climbed up to Yan Luo's neck, buried her face tightly, and cried bitterly.
She didn't know whether she was moved by Yan Luo's story or whether she was crying because of her own affairs. Anyway, she was so upset that she wanted to use tears to vent all the unpleasantness.
Yan Luo didn't move and let her hold him like this. He felt her warm tears touch his skin, and his heart shook involuntarily - tears, it turns out, can also be warm.
"You screamed it yourself..." With a sneer, Yan Luo patted her shoulder pretending to be relaxed, comforting her who was sobbing, but there was an inexplicable bitterness in her heart - why, suddenly she didn't want to let her go
Has she become his apprentice?
Su Tong, you are so different, what should I do to you?
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Su Tong only leaned on his shoulder for half a cup of tea. She always had sad emotions, and she just needed to vent them.
She raised her head in embarrassment, wiped her face randomly, and then awkwardly remembered to distance herself from Yan Luo - although his story changed her view of him, he was not a master after all.
"Is Huo Yu really in this imperial mausoleum?" Looking at Yan Luo, whose expression had not yet fully recovered, Su Tong took a few deep breaths, adjusted her breathing, and then asked with a thick nasal voice.
He deliberately changed the topic and deliberately made himself not think that he looked like Master.
"This news is correct." Yan Luo insisted, frowning slightly, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, "I may have to sit still for another hour..."
His breath, which had already stabilized, turned into chaos again because she cried so much just now, and his heart became so confused.
Even he himself didn't expect that she had the ability to disturb people's emotions!
"In an hour, I really have to spend the night in a tomb." Su Tong smiled slightly and teased him pretending to be relaxed. He suddenly stood up and patted the sand on his knees. The expression on his face became much more serious.
"Since the fire jade is in this imperial mausoleum, let me help you find it!"
Although she is not a person who studies Feng Shui, she still has a basic understanding of the terrain of the Imperial Tomb - the further you go in, the heavier the moisture becomes. Although there are night pearls for illumination, it is really not suitable for someone with a cold constitution like him to enter!
She can only use silver needles to keep out the cold. If she cannot withstand the cold inside, a second application of needles will not only be troublesome, but also cause great damage to the human body!
It would be much safer and more convenient to simply go find her.
"You?" Yan Luo was stunned and wanted to refuse, but was interrupted by Su Tong.
"Tell me what the fire jade is like? Don't worry, I won't be reckless or stupid again!" After explaining, Su Tong said seriously, "I will bring the fire jade here safely. Don't worry, wait for me here!"
"
Yan Luo was stunned. The rejection that was already on his lips was swallowed because of her words, "Don't worry, wait for me here."
This is a complex feeling of waiting and being waited for, a little warm, a little frightened, a little expectant...
She will come back, and he is waiting for her...
But, let her walk the road ahead alone and take risks? He didn't want to.
"What exactly is Fire Jade?" Seeing his stunned look, Su Tong urged impatiently.
It's just that his body is cold, so his brain won't freeze along with the cold, right?
"It's a jade pendant that is red in color and generates heat by itself. If you see it, you will definitely recognize it at a glance..." The corner of his mouth slightly raised, looking at Su Tong who was eager to try, Yan Luo explained in a vague way, deliberately making her retreat in spite of the difficulties.
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"What kind of description is this..." Su Tong muttered displeasedly, but still waved her hand towards him, "Okay, I'll go look for it."
After saying that, he turned around and left, quickly walking into the depths of the corridor...
Yan Luo's eyes darkened. He wanted to call her but it was too late. He stood up anxiously, but a chill rose up all over his body. He could only adjust his breath first - silly girl, don't let anything happen...