After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

Ying Shiyi's gaze fell on the peace locket, and his eyes lit up with surprise.

This was the first time anyone had given him a gift.

so beautiful.

The white jade ring was flawless and as bright as the full moon on the 15th day of the lunar month without any dark clouds blocking it. It was even warm to the touch, and one could tell at a glance that it was definitely not an ordinary piece.

A pure coral bead is dotted between the peace locket and the red rope. The pure white and bright red create a sharp contrast in color that makes people unable to take their eyes off.

When Ying Shiyi touched the peace locket with his fingers, he couldn't let it go. What's more, it was a gift from his master and it embodied his master's love.

"Master, is this for me?"

Ying Shiyi still couldn't believe it and looked at Lou Jingyu with sparkling eyes.

"Of course it's for our eleventh. Are you happy?"

Ying Shiyi nodded heavily, with an undisguised smile that revealed a bit of childishness, and carefully touched the peace locket again.

It's quite hard to put it down.

He understands the meaning of the peace locket.

The peace locket holds peace, expressing the hope that the wearer will have a safe and smooth life.

As he walked around the world, he had seen children wearing safety locks around their necks, or red ropes and copper coins tied around their wrists. Even Song Yishi, who was not very smart, still had a gold necklace around his neck at his age.

When Ying Shiyi saw them, he didn’t think about their value, but felt that they must be loved well by their relatives and friends.

The thought behind that item is worth a ton of money.

Ying Shiyi also envied them when he was struggling to survive as a child.

But later on, when he became a shadow guard, this envy was covered up by his gradually hardened heart.

But now that he has received this gift, he realizes that he is still envious and still wants to have it, but from now on he doesn’t have to envy others because he has it too.

It was sent by the master!

At this moment, Ying Eleven seemed to be trapped in a cloud of happiness. He didn't have to think about anything and was completely immersed in the happiness of the moment because of this unexpected surprise.

"Thank you, Master. I really like it!"

Lou Jingyu felt so distressed that he was so happy just by giving him a peace locket.

How come his Eleven is so easily content?

There was no need to keep him in suspense any longer. At this moment, Lou Jingyu just wanted to give him the best of everything and make him happy.

"There is another gift. Open it and take a look."

Lou Jingyu handed him a folded paper.

Ying Shiyi raised his eyes and looked at him with some confusion.

And gifts?

But what gift can be on paper?

He took the paper with some curiosity and slowly unfolded it, and saw three big words written in familiar handwriting on the paper:

"Lou Weian".

The only Wei, the peace of An.

Ying Shiyi's heart suddenly shrank, and a feeling of disbelief appeared on his face, and his expression was stunned for a moment.

This is a name.

"master……"

If giving a peace locket as a gift could make Ying Shiyi extremely happy, then giving a name would make him a little panicked.

I was flattered and didn't know how to react.

The surname Lou is the master's surname, how can it be given to a shadow guard so casually?

Ying Shiyi's voice was trembling. "This is your last name... I, your subordinate, cannot..."

Lou Jingyu had never given a name to anyone before, let alone using his own surname. Ying Shiyi couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

Even several hall masters and pavilion masters don’t have this treatment…

How can I be worthy of it?

Lou Jingyu also knew that he had acted too abruptly, so he leaned over and hugged him, placing his hand on Ying Shiyi's back and stroking his spine as a way of comforting him.

He sighed softly.

"Eleven, I know you have a lot of concerns, but with me here, you don't have to worry about anything. As long as you like it, just accept it. If you don't like it, let's wait and I'll think of other words for you."

Ying Shiyi quickly shook his head, not wanting his master to misunderstand him.

"Master, I like the name you gave me. How could I not like it?"

But he hesitated and said, "But that's your last name, how can you let your subordinates use it?"

This surname represents the Chiyang Sect.

Its connotation is too profound.

If the master has a wife or a little master in the future, what will they think...

If you have it and it is taken away from you, it is better that you never had it.

The more Ying Shiyi thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Lou Jingyu smiled gently, kissed Ying Shiyi's earlobe, and began to lie with a soft and gentle tone.

"Don't you want to share the same last name with me? That way, others will know we are inseparable. When they call your name, they will think of me, as if we are tightly entangled together."

Lou Jingyu is indeed selfish. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Ying Eleven is his.

Ying Shiyi was tempted in a very unpromising way; Lou Jingyu's words were too attractive to him.

Conflicting thoughts tug back and forth in my brain.

He really wanted to have such a bond with his master.

He doesn't know what the future will be like, so he can only grasp the present. At least at this moment, he owns it, doesn't he?

If that day really comes, he will know his limits and not make things difficult for his master.

Ying Shiyi finally nodded and said honestly, "That's what I thought."

The curve of Lou Jingyu's mouth became wider, and he slightly loosened his distance from the man to let him see his name.

"Lou, Wei, An."

Ying Shiyi read out the name word by word, and had a subtle feeling in his heart, as if he had suddenly stepped on solid ground because of this name.

Even his name and his master's name were connected.

Thinking of this, her eyes turned red, and the mist in her eyes condensed into a pool of clear spring. She sniffed in excitement in Lou Jingyu's warm embrace.

"Master... Thank you, Master."

The words he spoke were choked with tears and sobs, showing his rare vulnerability.

The master gave him a new life eleven years ago, and today gave him a new name that is different from the code name.

A new name...

It means too much to Ying Shiyi.

Lou Jingyu bent down and kissed his lips to comfort him.

"It is only now that I realize naming is not an easy task. I thought for a long time before coming up with these two words. I asked Jingtai to calculate them. He said that the meaning was good, so I decided on them. Don't despise me, Eleven."

Lou Jingyu didn't want his Eleven to suffer any more hardships in his life, so it would be the luckiest thing for him to stay by his side safely and accompany him for the rest of his life.

Ying Shiyi shook his head: "The great truth is simplicity. The master has chosen a very good name."

"That's good. You can use this name when you go out."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Master." His voice was a little soft because of the sobs in his throat.

Painful.

Lou Jingyu gently pinched his chin to make him look up, and saw that Ying Shiyi's eyes were bright and his long crow-feather-like eyelashes were wet with the tears that were accumulating in his eye sockets and formed into clusters.

The eye sockets were still a little red, and the tails of the eyes were smudged as if they were painted with rouge.

Lou Jingyu couldn't bear to see him like this, so he couldn't help but coax him a little, and he wasn't done until he made him laugh.

He then took out a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped the tears from the corners of Ying Shiyi's eyes.

"I feel so sad when you cry," he said.

Ying Shiyi pursed his lips and said, "Then I won't cry anymore. I am happy."

Lou Jingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stretched out his long arms and scooped the man up to sit on his lap. He touched the tip of his nose with a look of doting.

"In front of me, you can cry if you want to, and laugh if you want to, okay?"

Ying Shiyi felt that he couldn't do anything about it. The master is the master, how could he be so casual?

But since his master had said so, he could only lower his head and say, "I will try my best."

This made Lou Jingyu laugh again.

Lou Jingyu hopes Ying Shiyi will be relaxed and at ease in front of him.

But there is a long time to come, so there is no need to rush, just take it slow.