In the back mountain, the moonlight lengthened the shadows of the two of them hugging each other. Ling Yugeng smelled the faint fragrance on Chu Shun's body, mixed with another unfamiliar faint fragrance, like a blooming white lotus.
He was like an old system, so slow to react that he just acted on instinct.
Not far away, a group of trees were lying together in an intertwined manner, and there seemed to be a rustling sound. Ling Yugeng hugged Chu Shun and looked over there.
The wind blew through the mountains, and the leaves rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound, which sounded a little creepy in the silent forest late at night.
"Master." Chu Shun called softly in his ear.
Ling Yugeng came back to his senses.
"Let's go," he said.
Ling Yugeng: "Yeah."
He let go of Chu Shun and when he was leaving, he didn't know why he felt something was wrong. He looked back again and someone gently hooked the fingertips of his right hand, so he looked away.
Chu Shun raised his eyes and glanced at him, then looked away. There was a subtle light flowing in his eyes, and there was a hint of fearlessness in his shyness. There was a faint smile on his lips, and his handsome face was tinged with beauty.
Ling Yugeng no longer pondered the subtle sense of disharmony. His eyes fell on the unsheathed sword in Chu Shun's other hand. "Put the sword away first."
"Okay." Chu Shun responded obediently and was very obedient.
Ling Yugeng bent his fingertips slightly and held the hand that was cautiously and tentatively hooking his fingertips.
It was already late at night when I returned to my residence.
The two figures parted, Ling Yugeng stood at the gate of the side courtyard, and Chu Shun looked back every few steps, as if he was reluctant to leave, and as if he was confirming whether he was still there.
"Go to bed early." Ling Yugeng's deep voice carried a soothing atmosphere.
Chu Shun hummed softly.
After seeing Chu Shun's back disappear into the door and the door closed, Ling Yugeng turned around and left. He did not return to his residence, but went to the library instead.
There have been a lot of things going on in the cultivation world recently. After discussing with the elders today, he will personally teach the sect's disciples in two days and let the disciples strengthen their cultivation.
In the library, Ling Yugeng sat behind the table and turned a page of the book in his hand. After reading for a while, he lowered his head and rested it on his forehead, thinking of Chu Shun's expression when he returned to the room. It seemed that he wanted to keep him, but he hesitated to say something.
The candlelight flickered, Ling Yugeng lowered his eyes, and the unspeakable emotions in his heart intertwined together. He raised his hand to touch his chest, and a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes, which were originally emotionless.
Why can't I calm down...
His heart was beating against his chest with a chaotic rhythm. He had never felt this way before when he was in the back mountain with Chu Shun. His heart was like a dull being, and it began to react belatedly.
It was like opening a forbidden program, but it encountered a bug and didn't work properly. When I realized what it was like afterwards, I realized what it felt like to open Pandora's box.
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