Hard to be a master

Guan Jingxuan spoke sincerely, and her smile also implied relief and expectation.Shen Ziliu looked at him in silence for a while, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

One day later is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also the first day when the Qiantang River tide begins.Although Yangzhou was Guan Jingxuan's hometown before entering Kunlun, Qingmengyuan was their real home for the two masters and apprentices, so there is not much difference between celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival in Lin'an or Yangzhou.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the master and the apprentice got up early.After everything was tidied up, Shen Ziliu took out two sachets exuding the sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. The style and embroidery of the sachets were very simple, with two identical concentric knots tied on the red string.Shen Ziliu tied one of them around Guan Jingxuan's waist, and handed the other to Guan Jingxuan, asking him to tie it on himself as well.

Guan Jingxuan helped Shen Ziliu tie the sachet, and said, "When did Xiaoliu pick the sweet-scented osmanthus?"

Shen Ziliu said: "When collecting firewood yesterday, I happened to see a osmanthus forest, so I picked some osmanthus and osmanthus."

Guan Jingxuan said with a smile: "I don't know that I am a teacher, but Xiaoliu can also make sachets."

Shen Ziliu said sourly: "Master gives other people's sachets but not disciples, so disciples can only make their own. And disciples' sachets will never be given to anyone other than master."

Guan Jingxuan reached out and tapped the tip of Shen Ziliu's nose, and said: "I said that the sachet for Miss Liu is just to help you sleep, and it has no other meaning. Why are you still holding on to it?"

Only then did Shen Ziliu have a smile on his face, and said: "It was a little bit originally, but the master explained it to the disciple specially, and the disciple was also generous."

Guan Jingxuan heard the meaning of Shen Ziliu's words, did not answer, but did not refute, only urging him to leave quickly.

When the two masters and apprentices arrived at the riverside, it was not yet morning, but the shore was already crowded with people.Shen Ziliu held Guan Jingxuan's hand generously and irresistibly on the grounds that he was afraid of getting lost, and after leading him through the crowd for a while, he squeezed to the forefront of watching the tide.At this time, there is still a layer of fog on the river, making the weather look a little gloomy.The river wind was blowing slowly, and the sound of the river lapping on the bank was mixed with the hustle and bustle of people, making it very lively.

After the two chose a small high ground to stand still, Shen Ziliu suddenly circled behind Guan Jingxuan and wrapped him in his arms.Guan Jingxuan was taken aback for a moment, then nudged the person behind him lightly with his elbow, turned his head slightly and said, "What are you doing? How decent is it?"

Shen Ziliu lowered his head slightly and leaned against his ear, and said with a soft smile, "The wind on the river is strong, so I'm afraid it will blow Master. And there are so many people here, if Master is knocked down, the disciple will have to go down to rescue you."

While speaking, the warm breath hit the back of the ear, and the itching spread from the ear to the heart, Guan Jingxuan couldn't help but flinch, and blood ran up the ear uncontrollably.Another backhand elbow to Shen Ziliu, Guan Jingxuan pretended to be serious and said: "My teacher is a real person after all, who can knock me down? Stand up straight and speak well!"

Shen Ziliu chuckled and stood up straight, but did not retract his arms.Due to the crowded crowd, Guan Jingxuan couldn't move too much, so she had no choice but to be hugged by him.

When the first wave of the river tide was about to reach the shore, the experienced onlookers had already started to retreat amid cheers.The waves formed a white line and moved towards the shore without any haste. It seemed gentle, but actually contained enormous power.Although Shen Ziliu had never seen the tide, he realized the crisis from the reactions of the people around him, and immediately took Guan Jingxuan's hand and followed the crowd to retreat.

In an instant, the billowing water of the river had crashed into the bank of the river, setting off waves more than ten feet high, rushing up the embankment.The crowd scattered in exclamation, those who ran slower were directly slapped from the head by the tide, and were completely soaked.Although Shen Ziliu and Guan Jingxuan retreated in time, they could not escape completely.Shen Ziliu protected Guan Jingxuan in front of him, and behind him, when he caught sight of the rising tide from the corner of his eye, he immediately pulled Guan Jingxuan over to protect him in his arms.The splashing waves at the end of the tide soaked Shen Ziliu's back, not even his hair was spared. The person held in his arms was dry, only the hem of his clothes was slightly wet.

After the first wave of tide receded, tourists cheered and surrounded the river bank again.

Shen Ziliu let go of Jingxuan's switch, looked up and down, then curled up the corners of his lips, and said, "Fortunately, Master didn't get drenched."

His whole body was dripping wet, his hair was still dripping water, but his smiling eyes were so bright that Guan Jingxuan was a little dazed, and his heart beat suddenly.

He suddenly couldn't continue to ignore the deep affection in Shen Ziliu's eyes.

Such lingering and gentle, strong and restrained love, like a raging river tide, slapped hard on his heart.Shen Ziliu said that he would respect his wishes, so he never violated the rules in the past three years, let alone forced him to make a choice.His words and deeds all tell Guan Jingxuan that he trusts him and relies on him, and at the same time wants to take care of him and protect him.Guan Jingxuan suddenly understood what Shen Ziliu had never said.

He was willing to wait, he was always there.

There were noisy voices around, mud and water flowed at the feet, there was no splendor of spring and no clear breeze and bright moon, both of them were in a mess, but Guan Jingxuan was indeed aware of it more clearly than ever at this moment——her heart was beating.He was moved by the apprentice who he thought he was only a child.