I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

The sky gradually darkened, and the thin figure merged with the night, slowly walking towards Fushuiju.

Walking alone on the bluestone road, Ruoqing's heart became more and more calm, and she felt tired halfway, so she simply sat down and rested.After sitting like this for a while, Ruoqing saw a fruit fall on the ground.

To be precise, it was a red fruit that was stuck to his face and fell aside.

The fruit that fell was not the spiritual fruit of Qingyuan, but the red fruit of Zhongshan.This red fruit tastes sweet and full of water, Ruoqing likes it very much, but it is not a product of this season, it is not easy to get it.

Staring at the not-so-fresh marks on the surface of the fruit, Ruoqing blinked, but didn't realize it at first, and after a few seconds, he raised his head belatedly, and found Fu Yanchen sitting on the tree.

Fu Yanchen sat on the thickest branch, with one leg propped up and the other lying flat, with a slightly curved back, which looked like a taut bow, handsome and capable.The narrow-sleeved black dress on his body was simple in style, but it made him look radiant and heroic, so handsome that people couldn't bear to look away.

Xu Shi noticed Ruoqing's gaze, and the person sitting on the tree who didn't know when to come raised his head, and said in a bad tone, "For the sake of your hard life, I won't bother with you about this time, wait When you feel better in the future, I will definitely settle the old score with you!"

After the words fell, the man added viciously: "A big man is disturbed by a dream, and he is not afraid of being ridiculed when he speaks out. Also, Suyin is Suyin, I am me, I am Dare to swear to you, as long as you don't betray me, I will never dislike you for the rest of my life, and your rusty mind should stop thinking about messy things."

Hearing this, Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, an indescribably complicated mood surrounded him, and in the warm atmosphere, he couldn't help showing a complicated smile.

"What are you laughing at! Yuxi"

Seeing him laughing suddenly, Fu Yan stared with cat-like eyes, turned around sternly, looked down from the tree, and sternly forbade Ruoqing to laugh again.

But Ruoqing didn't want to put away her smiling face.

At this moment, the sun had clearly set, but for some reason, the warm light appeared from the other side as if passing through the clouds and fell directly on Ruoqing's heart.

"I think too much."

Ruoqing sincerely put away the side that was overly thoughtful before, and completely untied the knot in her heart that she couldn't let go of.

Because of Fu Yan's presence, Ruoqing doesn't think about what the world she has lived in for many years is really.

He accepted everything now, and he felt much more relaxed.

He said: "I was thinking that when I saw you ten years ago, asking what you were doing was probably the most correct decision in my life."

As he spoke, there seemed to be stars twinkling in his eyes, as bright and gentle as a piece of jasper with a warm color.

Seeing this, Fu Yanchen, who was originally impatient, suddenly forgot what she wanted to say.

He stared blankly at Ruoqing for a while, and when Ruoqing broke the red fruit in half and gave it to him, he stared at his scarred red fruit and said thoughtfully: "I will give you a red fruit without scars in the coming year." .”

Ruoqing didn't treat him as an outsider, and said directly: "It's very expensive, you should save the money to buy elixir, mainly to strengthen your cultivation."

Fu Yanchen's parents and relatives were absent, and she was adopted by Chanrong since she was a child, and Chanrong took care of all the basic necessities of life.

Chanrong has never been short of his food and clothing, and has given him a lot of elixir and treasures, but because he does not value money, Chanrong does not pay attention to money matters, thus ignoring Fu Yanchen's needs for money.

And Fu Yan was arrogant, so naturally he would not ask Chanrong for money, nor would he sell the treasures that Chanrong gave him, so he is not a wealthy person.

"Don't worry about it."

After saying this, Fu Yanchen remembered that Suyin and Chanrong were in a good relationship, and wondered what Chanrong was thinking now.

Fu Yanchen intentionally went to see the master who had taken care of him for many years, but when he got up, Fu Yanchen looked at Ruoqing who was sitting aside and eating, and finally changed his mind.

He thinks that Chanrong is different from Ruoqing, and Ruoqing has a closer relationship with Suyin, which makes him feel more uncomfortable than Chanrong.Therefore, he should accompany Ruoqing more than Chanrong.

He didn't feel that he was partial, he still felt that he loved Chanrong very much.

But he and Ruoqing sat here, neither of them spoke, they ate the fruit silently, from sitting in the daytime to the moonrise, never thought about why Chanrong suddenly passed out.

Birds chirping outside the house can be heard endlessly, and the sound that I never pay attention to on weekdays now sounds like a curse, which makes people feel impetuous.

The amethyst in the brocade box has not changed in any way, but Chan Rong, who is sitting in Xiaoshanju, is staring at his left hand, as if he can always see a trace of purple resentment wrapped around it.

After being disturbed during the day, it was as if a huge rock was pressing on Chanrong's chest.

Sensing the bad breath deliberately disturbing her mind, Chanrong frowned, staring at the palm of her hand for a long time, her serious expression looked more and more inhumane.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Fu Yanchen called out to Master from outside the door.

Chanrong put away her hands, pressed the center of her eyebrows, and let him in.

There was a creak, and the door slammed. Fu Yan, who stepped into the room, stared at Chanrong's face. He obviously felt happy every time he saw Chanrong, but he didn't know what to say to Shang Chanrong's frosty face. order something.

He is not a soft-tempered and eloquent person, and Chanrong is even more seldom talkative.

He came to Chanrong's room, hesitated for a long time, and finally left only one sentence: "Master, don't be too sad...Put your body first."

Chanrong nodded, indicating that he understood.

Fu Yan was at a loss for words, so she said, "I see it clearly..."

Hearing Ruoqing's name, Chanrong's eyes changed a bit.

Staring at Fu Yanchen's moving mouth, Chanrong thought of how relaxed Ruoqing and Fu Yanchen were standing together, and her heart became uneasy again.

And the amethyst in the brocade box shone brightly again at the moment when Chanrong closed her eyes.

……

Ruoqing kept the core of the eaten fruit and planted it patiently in a flowerpot, wondering if the red fruit would germinate.

After doing all this, Ruoqing sat in front of the table and stared at the flower pot in a daze for a long time.

Chan Rong, who arrived at an unknown time, stood behind Ruoqing, staring at the flowerpot together with him, wondering what he was thinking.

It was a long time before Ruoqing saw Chanrong, and got up quickly, "Uncle?"

Being called by Ruoqing, Chanrong woke up like a dream, her long eyelashes trembled, avoiding Ruoqing's gaze.

Ruoqing tilted his head and looked at Chanrong, seeing that Chanrong behaved differently than before, wondering what's wrong with him.

With one hand behind her back, Chanrong saw Ruoqing looking at her all the time, hesitated for a moment before saying: "During the day... I said something wrong."

After finishing the words, Chanrong took out something from behind and sent it over.

Ruoqing looked up, and found that it was an ordinary steamed bun...

He accepted it at a loss, although it was because Chanrong gave the steamed buns in a daze, but looking at Chanrong's reaction, it can be seen that Chanrong came to apologize to him.

And Ruoqing didn't feel that this matter was Chanrong's fault, nor did he doubt Chanrong's intentions when he spoke, he saw that the uncle who took care of him looked uneasy, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he hurriedly said: " I lost my sense of proportion when I did it myself, so I don’t blame my uncle.”

He accepted the steamed bun, and, as before, comforted Chanrong who didn't know how to talk to him with a gentle voice.

But Chanrong's expression didn't become any better because of it.

Seeing that Chanrong's expression was still not good, Ruoqing couldn't help but ask, "Little uncle, are you feeling unwell?"

Chanrong shook her head, her soft black hair swayed with her movements, matching that fair and beautiful face, she was inexplicably cute.

Ruoqing couldn't help but look at it for a while.

At this time, Chanrong said: "I accidentally entered the Qingyuan forbidden area when I was young, and I have been practicing in the forbidden area since then. I have never dealt with people, and I don't know how to get along with them."

He was serious and said very seriously: "When I come out of the forbidden area, my cultivation has reached the peak Taiyuan realm. Everyone respects me and is afraid of me. The head of the sect has high hopes for me and has always been unwilling to argue with me, so I don't know... …how……"

In a short paragraph, what Chanrong said was upside down, but Ruoqing could hear what Chanrong meant.

This little uncle of his is nothing more than because he and Fu Yanchen quarreled, and he feels uneasy.

But the reason is that he did go to Chanrong's room, and Chanrong didn't lie.In this matter, Chanrong's only fault is that he can't read the atmosphere...

Ruoqing didn't think it was wrong for the little uncle not to lie, but thinking about the torture that Chanrong would suffer because of his own temper in the future, he pulled the little uncle over, invited him to sit on the stool, and said softly : "I didn't blame the little uncle. The little uncle saved me many times. I am grateful in my heart. How could I hate the little uncle?"

"It's just that sometimes you have to watch the truth and think about whether it's appropriate before you say it."

Ruoqing didn't want to think about anything else, he only wanted to teach Chanrong to see what to say on which occasion, so that Chanrong would not open his mouth when he was having an affair with someone, causing anger and resentment without knowing it.

Speaking of this, Ruoqing was afraid that it would be difficult for the little uncle to understand the boundaries of what to say and what to say, so he thoughtfully gave an example, "It's like——my uncle fell down when he was going down the mountain."

Wen Yan Chanrong frowned slightly, and seriously refuted him: "I won't fall."

Ruoqing was stunned, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "I know my uncle can't, I mean if. You see, you are strong and loved by everyone. If you accidentally fall down one day, I happen to see you , will you be embarrassed, feel a little ashamed, and don't want me to mention this matter? If I hug you at that time, what will you think?"

He proceeded step by step and broadened his thinking bit by bit.

Chanrong thought for a while, then the expressionless person raised his hand, "You can't hug me." Having said that, Chanrong lifted up the clothes on Ruoqing's wrist, clasped Ruoqing's wrist with her big warm hand, Show Ruoqing his weakness and his strength.

The clasped wrist is slender, and its strength is completely inferior to that of the other hand.

Chanrong's big hands with well-defined bones tightly clenched Ruoqing's wrists, one strong and one weak mixed together, colliding with an unspeakable strange emotion/color.

Being pulled by Chanrong like this, Ruoqing has the fear that he will be pulled away by force in the next second.For this reason, he raised his eyes in panic, but saw that Chanrong's calm and indifferent expression remained the same as before...

It turned out that he was worrying too much.

Ruoqing hesitated for a moment, and said, "I know, I mean if, if you fall down, I'll carry you back to Xiaoshanju, and Fu Yanchen happened to see it on the way. How did Master think you were feeling at that time? What should I say?"

Chan promised that he did not expect him to use this as an example.

The handsome man thought quietly for a moment.

"Are you tired?" Then he asked seriously.

Ruoqing didn't react for a moment, "What?"

Chanrong's expression remained unchanged, and he said in a slow voice: "Didn't you ask me what should I say in front of Fu Yanchen?" He said, "Let me tell you, are you tired?"

Ruoqing: "???"

... It is better not to say this.

Is he thinking wrong?

These words are more like showing off than shame and shyness?

But what is he showing off?Showing off that he was hugged by a disgraced princess?

Thinking of this, Ruoqing held her head and felt a sudden headache.

It was only at this moment that Ruoqing realized that perhaps the headmaster was not unwilling to let Chanrong understand the world, but that teaching Chanrong was a tiring task.

Wizards are heterogeneous.

Ruoqing looked at Chanrong's side face, and said to himself, that's all, take it slowly, don't rush it.

At worst, during this period of time, he should take precautions for the junior uncle, and just keep Bai Yuyuan and Li Xuannian from getting close to the junior uncle.