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Abe Seimei was awakened by the noise of the crowd.For some reason, last night he dreamed about the years after he met Ye Wang when he was a child, but no matter how he chased him, that person's back was getting farther and farther away.He was immersed in this pain and joy and couldn't extricate himself, and it was rare that he didn't get up early.

The man between the youth and the teenager smiled wryly and got up in his clothes, opened the door and asked the passing waiter.The man opened his eyes wide and said in amazement, "Master Qingming, don't you know that today is the day for the second young master of the Ma Cang family to formally become a teacher?"

By the way, Qingming was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that today was exactly that day, and the entire He Mao family had been preparing for it for a long time.To be almost late on a day like this, Qingming slapped himself on the head, Qingming smiled, thinking that the teacher would be angry if he didn't cheer up——as expected, dreams and so on were just dreams.

The boy's face was peaceful, and he changed his clothes leisurely. Perhaps only a letter that never left him could witness the momentary sadness of the boy who always smiled gently.When I came to the atrium, I immediately saw the guy who was running around in a hurry.Qingming smiled and called out, "Baoxian."

"Seimei!"

The boy turned around abruptly, and immediately yelled, "Usually you always get up early, but today it's so late, it's too much!"

"Sorry sorry for keeping you waiting."

Knowing how much the young man valued today, Qingming sincerely apologized, and seeing the anxious expression on his face, he couldn't help but tease, "But you are too anxious, is it possible that the younger brother will run away?"

Ever since meeting that person that day, Bao Xian has an astonishing enthusiasm for this day, full of excitement.Qingming didn't take it seriously either. Baoxian was only 16 years old, so it's not surprising that he maintained the character of some children.

"Hurry up, we're going to be late!"

The boy grabbed his sleeve, but his mind had already drifted to the crowd in the distance.His eager steps were close to running, with an unconscious big smile on his face.The young man at this moment can only be described in four words: he is in high spirits.Qingming was a little surprised, but still asked with a smile, "I forgot to ask before, what is the name of this little junior brother?"

"You just thought of asking this now?"

Bao Xian turned his head and glared at him in displeasure, "What a disrespect!"

"That's why I'm asking secretly now. Forgive me, Bao Xian."

It was indeed my fault, Seimei clasped his palms together.For the past two days, I have been obsessed with my childhood dream, and even forgot to ask about this. No wonder Bao Xian, who defended that junior brother, was going to be angry.

"It's not me who needs to apologize."

Bao Xian said indignantly, but his steps were not chaotic at all, "Listen well, my junior brother's name is..."

"Seimei-sama!"

Bao Xian was interrupted by someone's call, "Master Zhong Xing is calling you."

Baoxian's words were choked in his mouth and he couldn't utter them for a moment. His father's name made him subconsciously stand at attention.Qingming glanced at him amusedly, shook his head and said, "You go first, I'll be right back."

Outside the hall, a young man in white sat quietly, surrounded by eerie silence.Everyone subconsciously moved away from him and stood near the corner of the wall.The paper door was pushed open, "Master Ye Wang, the ceremony is ready."

"is it?"

The young man stood up with a smile, as if he didn't see those disgusted and frightened eyes. His long white cuffs covered his hands, and Ye Wang straightened the black black hat on his head. His movements were as smooth as if he had done it thousands of times. So calm and graceful that people can't take their eyes off it.I haven't worn such formal clothes for a long time, and I feel unaccustomed to it.The boy smiled wryly in his heart, and pushed open the door with a gentle and hypocritical expression. "Then let's go."

Suddenly, his expression froze, and he stared at the blue figure in the distance who almost disappeared around the corner.

【What's wrong? 】Feeling something, Kyuubi wrapped his tail around his wide trouser legs.

"nothing,"

Ye Wang suddenly smiled, his eyes were dark and indifferent, "It's not something to be concerned about."

############################################################################################################################################################################### end.For some reason, there was a strange silence among the crowd, as if there was an invisible force tightly grasping everyone's mind.

Although it is natural for such an occasion to maintain a serious and solemn atmosphere, this is the first time that such a situation has occurred.Somewhat surprised, Qingming withdrew his smile, walked up to Baoxian, and was about to speak when he saw the other person's almost absent-minded expression.The boy stared straight at the end of the road, not even noticing his arrival.Little by little, as a figure moved forward, the crowd on both sides retreated naturally, everything was as natural as instinct.

The young man who came was dressed in white clothes like snow, with black hair like ink, and his handsome facial features were still a little immature, which showed that he was not very old.However, there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth. Although he was not very old, he had a calm posture and steady steps, and his every move carried an indescribable majesty.No one dared to look him in the eyes, not even the grown-up seniors.Those actions of retreating unconsciously showed everything. Deep down, people were afraid of him, and also afraid of those black eyes that seemed to see everything.This man was born to stand above all others.

As expected of the Asakura family.He Mao Zhongxing looked at the young man who was about to become his disciple with complicated eyes, and felt the pure and huge fluctuations of spiritual power coming from him, the power was mellow and gentle, not at all like the irritable and thin that a young man of this age should be.This young man named Ye Wang may have more control over his spiritual power than him.Teaching the word "teaching" is really a stupid thing he said without shame.

Qingming stared at the slowly approaching figure in a trance, almost wondering if this was another dream of his own.Even after ten years, the image of that person remained in his heart so vividly that he couldn't take his eyes off after just one glance.Ye Wang has grown taller, and his facial features have gradually departed from the soft and cute childhood, but the indifference left in his eyes has not changed a bit after ten years.The boy is out of tune with everything around him, and it is precisely because of this that his figure is particularly distinct in this world.It is so vivid that it remains in the bottom of my heart like an engraving, and it will never be forgotten despite the erosion of time.

That was the hardest, most desperate, most willful, and happiest time in his life. Those emotions accumulated for ten years filled his heart in an instant, almost making him cry.But he didn't, Abe Seimei swore a long time ago that he would never cry again no matter what.He froze in place like a fool, staring at the young man in the crowd with greedy and nostalgic eyes.He watched him walk up to the high platform step by step, clean his hands and salute respectfully, the cold spring water flowing down his long black hair, the boy's expression remained unchanged.Then he stood up and nodded to everyone, with the deepest indifference still in his eyes.

After the ceremony was completed, the crowd dispersed at some point, but he seemed to be frozen, staying in place without moving.Bao Xian or someone else, what they said to him, and how he responded, the memory is all blurred, until a familiar breath appears around him.

Abe Qingming turned his head slowly, and said in an unclear tone, "I only know that you are Ye Wang, but I don't know that your surname is Ma Cang."

The person behind stopped, with a calm expression, "Long time no see, Qingming."

The boy's body trembled, and he suddenly removed his mask of indifference. He smiled wryly, and the bit of resentment in his eyes disappeared like water.As long as the target is this person, you can't do anything to hurt him. "Is there only such a sentence? Ye Wang, I have been looking for you for a long time."

Ye Wang looked at him quietly, "Don't you ask me why I left?"

Qingming shook his head, "I can probably guess it, besides, it's just a thing of the past."

He took out the letter from many years ago from his arms and unfolded it.A familiar font appeared in front of my eyes, only one line short.Qingming sighed, "Ye Wang, you are really a cruel guy."

As he spoke, he put the letter away again, put it in his arms, raised his head and smiled, "No matter what, King Ye, I won't let you leave again."

Seeing Ye Wang's still cold eyes and slightly raised eyebrows, the young man calmly enlarged his smile and said firmly, "If you don't come, I'll go. If you don't stay, I'll go together!"

Ten years of separation is long enough, so there will never be a second time.Saying this in her heart, Qingming took a step forward and held the man's hand tightly, just like she had done countless times when she was a child.The young man's firm eyes were clear, which further complemented the unparalleled handsomeness of his gradually growing face. Wang Ye looked at him silently for a while, then lowered his eyes.

"correct!"

The young man in front of him suddenly remembered something, and said anxiously and panickedly, "You need to dry your hair quickly!"

Ye Wang glanced at his hair that was still dripping water, his eyes showed a look of disapproval just now, but was held down by Qingming, "What if you get sick if you continue like this, Ye Wang, don't mess around!"

He stared at him warningly, and the momentary momentum washed away the image of the slightly melancholy but smiling young man just now.Even after ten years, in some places, this guy still hasn't changed.Ye Wang looked at the flustered young man who didn't even remember how to use Yin-Yang, how could there be any deep and strong shadow?Since a long time ago, this guy will be busy with his business.As if something engraved in the bone marrow, Asakura Leaf King is always a kind of softness buried deep in the heart to Seimei Abe.

"King Ye!"

Turning around angrily, Qingming suddenly lost his words when facing the person who was still standing there.The young man who had been looking cold since just now was finally no longer calm without a trace of waves.Even though there was only a slight curvature, Seimei still felt that the slightly raised corners of his mouth were more attractive than any smile.The boy suddenly felt an unprecedented peace.The violently beating heart calmed down, uneasiness, hesitation, such emotions seemed to have never appeared in his heart.Since Wang Ye left, this was the first time he felt such a feeling, but he was so familiar that he unconsciously curled the corners of his lips and smiled slowly—as if such a blank ten years had never happened before.