The cold winds of winter had arrived; the greenery had wilted, and Qingzhou Academy had become rather bleak.
However, Ye Futian was not affected by the cold at all. His days passed by comfortably and carelessly. Other than inscribing scrolls daily, he treated himself to the eye candy that was Hua Jieyu. He had been so happy that Yu Sheng was almost the last thing on his mind. Two months passed and he had only gone back to their dorm to visit Yu Sheng twice. This had Yu Sheng’s imagination running wild as to what Ye Futian could be doing at the Hua residence.
The academy’s ban on Ye Futian was still in place. When everyone was looking forward to Ye Futian’s reaction, he completely vanished from their sights. His disappearance had everyone thinking if he would have come to class if there had not been a ban. Maybe if it was Senior Sister Qin Yi’s lecture.
Without any warning, the first snow arrived. The snow was coming down hard, covering everything in a blanket of white overnight.
In the morning, Ye Futian stepped out of his room. He looked up at the sky, full of snow flurries, and rubbed his hands together. A hot breath escaped as he smiled.
The pavilion up ahead looked lonely, standing alone in the white, while everything around it was completely hidden by the snow. One figure stood out in the midst of it all. She seemed to have lost herself in the beautiful view. The snow was too beautiful.
Ye Futian picked up his feet and headed towards her. Another set of footprints appeared in the snow on the ground.
Standing next to the young woman, Ye Futian snuck a glance at her, but it seemed she had not taken notice of him. Her eyes were closed as she enjoyed the serenity.
Ye Futian closed his eyes as well and continued to stand beside her quietly. The white snow fell nonstop until the both of them were covered in a layer of it.
“What are you doing?” Hua Jieyu had opened her eyes and smiled at Ye Futian when she saw that he was mimicking her.
Ye Futian opened his eyes and looked at Hua Jieyu tenderly. Smiling, he replied, “Accompanying you until our hairs turn white.”
Hua Jieyu blinked speechlessly. She then looked at Ye Futian’s head, covered in the white snow. Her heart twinged with disappointment. She could never take his words too seriously.
“It’s already been two months, you don’t really think this is your home now, do you?” Hua Jieyu teased Ye Futian.
“Master is more than just my teacher; he has become like a father to me. So his home would be like home to me,” Ye Futian said. He sounded quite serious.
“You two little rascals,” a voice said, causing the two to turn their heads. They saw a handsome figure smiling at them, and heard him say, “Flirting so early in the morning, you guys really don’t think of me at all.”
Ye Futian sighed to himself. Master knew him too well.
“Father,” Hua Jieyu called out, feeling wronged. She stared at her father. “Am I really your child?”
He always took Ye Futian’s side. What kind of father did that?
“Who else but I could have birthed the most beautiful daughter in all of Qingzhou City?” the middle-aged man replied in a joking manner. Hua Jieyu looked at her father. In a mere two months, her father’s tone and manner of speech had already adopted that of Ye Futian’s. This was just…
“You really are a master.” Ye Futian was impressed. Master was on a completely different level than he was in every aspect.
After spending so much time together, Ye Futian had finally found out his master’s name, Hua Fengliu.
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The Legend of Futian
Fantasyin a time when the Divine Prefectures of the East Sea were in great disarray, Emperor Ye Qing and Donghuang the Great appeared to save the day. Under their rule, the prefectures united and all nations as well as their kings have been controlled. How...