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Zhuang Qiu stayed up all night, and finally rushed out the purse at dawn. The crack was no longer visible, and at the biggest crack, Zhuang Qiu sewed a few blooming hyacinths.

His female celebrity is not very good, and Hyacinth looks a little crooked.

When the embroidery was finished, he steamed some more pastries.

I wonder if today's Ji Qingning still has any memory of yesterday.

It stands to reason that these few days are not the time for the main plot, so Ji Qingning should not have forgotten him.

Ji Qingning's memory of him will be cleared only when the main storyline is updated.

Ji Qingning got up very early, he got up to do morning classes before dawn, rain or shine, when Zhuang Qiu sent him over, Ji Qingning was practicing with his eyes down under the tree.

"Senior brother."

"Brother? Are you coming to do morning class too?"

"I'm here to deliver your purse."

"Senior brother sewed it up so quickly? It took a lot of effort."

"It didn't take much time, I just embroidered it casually."

"Thank you so much, brother. Do you want to do morning class together?"

"Okay."

On the edge of the big tree hanging down in the mountain, there are two people who are cultivating with their eyes closed. One is as gentle as the breeze in the mountain stream, and the other is as bright as the midday sun.

From a distance, it looks like a scene embedded in a wall.

The morning class ended at a quarter past, Zhuang Qiu walked behind Ji Qingning and pushed his wheelchair.

Ji Qingning took the purse and looked it over carefully, he was pleasantly surprised: "Hyacinth, brother also likes hyacinth?"

Zhuang Qiu smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I like it too."

"Then my brother and I are really destined."

While Ji Qingning was speaking, he saw Zhuang Qiu's hands in the wheelchair with a few needle holes. He felt guilty, thinking that he must treat his senior brother to a good meal when he waits a little later.

"Want to go outside for a walk?" Zhuang Qiu knew that Ji Qingning didn't like narrow places.

"Then let's go to the edge of the cliff and have a look. I don't dare to go alone. If my brother is by my side, if I fall, he can pull me up."

Zhuang Qiu smiled and touched Ji Qingning's head, the soft touch made him dreamy, he said firmly: "Brother will definitely hold you, don't worry."

When I came back from the cliff, it was already high in the sun.

The sun was shining warmly on the stones.

The axle of the wheelchair pressed against the stone, and Ji Qingning, who was sitting on it, shook slightly.

He looked at Zhuang Qiu with bright eyes, as if they were filled with finely divided star stones.

Zhuang Qiu's breathing was stagnant, and suddenly he felt that the wheelchair seemed to be a little hot from the sun.

"Junior brother is happy?" Zhuang Qiu pretended to be casual and asked.

"Happy, the hyacinths on the cliff are very beautiful."

He is so happy every time.

This is also the only place where Zhuang Qiu can comfort himself after he forgets himself.

At least he once brought Ji Qingning happiness. Although he was forgotten, it was not for nothing.

"Is this back from going out to play?" The voice sounded cynical, with the last bit of magnetism in the voice-changing period, and a strong sense of youth.

Zhuang Qiu looked at the person sitting on the big tree, and he asked indifferently: "Little brother is basking in the sun?"

"Which of your eyes saw me basking in the sun? With such a thick shade, I'm obviously hiding from the sun." He turned over and got down from the tree, showing a semi-provocative and semi-bright smile to Ji Qingning who was in the wheelchair.

The man's long black hair was tied with a red hair rope, and a high ponytail was tied behind his head.

His eyebrows and eyes are as gorgeous as peach blossoms, but because they haven't bloomed, there is a childishness in the beauty, which only makes people feel pure and lustful.

He is the third disciple of Fairy Shenyin, who is also the hero in this novel, Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan doesn't like Zhuang Qiu, nor Ji Qingning.

Except for Shenyin, he can't understand anyone, and he has a little boyish temperament, and he wants to say something to everyone when he sees it.

Zhuang Qiu didn't bother to talk to him, but today he was in a good mood, so he had a word with him, no, he was choked again.

Instead, Ji Qingning spoke for him.

"Junior Brother Lu Xuan, I know that Master favors you, but Senior Brother Zhuang is also your Senior Brother no matter what, so don't speak rudely."