After passing through the book, Master must work hard to achieve the ending of be

When Xiao Fangchi entered the house again, he saw this scene.

"Master, I have found the sweetest preserves for you. I guarantee that you will not be afraid of taking medicine in the future!"

Xiao Fangchi held a delicate small plate in one hand, twisted a candied fruit in the other hand, put it in his mouth, and ran in happily.

The next second, he froze.

Master sat curled up on the cold ground, feeling broken all over.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

He quickly put down what he was holding, walked to Song Huaiqing, and asked tentatively.

The master buried his head between his arms, his expression invisible, but his body was faintly trembling.

Song Huaiqing ignored him.

Xiao Fangchi felt something was wrong.

"Master?"

Xiao Fangchi knelt down and called out again. After thinking for a while, he reached out his hand to touch his master's forehead.

Who would have thought that just when his hand touched the Master's shoulder, the Master became excited.

Feeling the touch, Song Huaiqing trembled violently, and her scattered thoughts suddenly gathered together, as if she had come into contact with something extremely disgusting, and she slapped him in the face without thinking.

"Go away, don't touch me!"

Fake, all fake!

No one is nice to him at all!

I wish he would die!

He is a complete fool!

Song Huaiqing's eyes were red, but they were so dry that he couldn't shed a single tear.

"Master?"

Being hit unexpectedly, Xiao Fangchi was a little confused, his purple eyes filled with confusion and confusion.

After only reacting for a moment, he immediately asked: "Master, did I do something wrong somewhere? Master, tell me, I will definitely change it. Don't, don't be angry, okay?"

He wanted to reach out to grab the hem of his master's clothes, but thinking of his disgusted and indifferent look just now, his fingertips moved, but he still didn't reach out, and just looked at Song Huaiqing worriedly.

There was no anger at being beaten for no reason, only wholehearted concern for him.

Xiao Fangchi's cautious look made Song Huaiqing feel even more pathetic in his eyes.

The reason why Xiao Fangchi was able to forgive him for all the abuse was that even though he was now well-established and his status was much higher than before, he still allowed him to beat and scold him, could serve him attentively, feed him well, and keep him warm. Coaxing him with gentle words was nothing more than treating him as "Song Huaiqing".

At this moment, Song Huaiqing was a little jealous of the original owner. It was an uncontrollable emotion.

Senior brothers and sisters, the elders of Bulao Pavilion, Cheng Ji... all the people who were kind to him were just because he was "Song Huaiqing".

All these good things do not belong to him.

The real him cannot be treated sincerely by anyone.

If Xiao Fangchi knew that he was not the original owner, would he probably strangle him to death immediately?

Thinking of this, Song Huaiqing felt a strange pleasure in his heart, and he sneered, looking inexplicable.

He didn't want to care so much anymore, he was too tired. He had persisted for more than five years, but at this moment he suddenly didn't know why he persisted.

"Xiao Fangchi, can I tell you a secret?"

Song Huaiqing's voice was very soft, revealing a sense of relief.

Although what Xiao Fangchi wanted to do most at this moment was to carry his master back to bed and wrap him in the quilt airtightly.

He hadn't recovered yet, and he was wearing so little clothing at this time. He didn't know how long he had been sitting on the ground, and he was afraid he would have to lie down for a few more days.

But looking at his master's expression, he intuitively told him that the most important thing now was to appease his master.

When Master first drove him away, he felt that something was wrong with Master's mood.

He thought that the master would be better if he just calmed down, but now it seemed to be even worse.

He pursed his lips and said, "Master, tell me."

"Xiao Fangchi, listen carefully." Song Huaiqing looked straight at the person in front of him, full of mockery, "I am not your master."

Xiao Fangchi was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said:

"I know that Master already expelled me from the Immortal Pavilion five years ago. If Master doesn't want to recognize me as his disciple, it doesn't matter. I'll just recognize him as Master."

When Song Huaiqing saw that Xiao Fangchi didn't think of it, he thought that he really didn't explain it clearly, so he changed his explanation:

"I mean, I'm not the original Song Huaiqing."

Xiao Fangchi was stunned again, thought for a moment, and carefully considered his words, as if the old god was there:

"Master, I know that people will change. It doesn't matter, no matter what, my feelings for Master will not change."

But he was thinking in his heart that the master's sudden mood was not right. Could it be that he was thinking about these messy things?

No matter what the master turns into, he still likes it.

Song Huaiqing: "..."

He thought he had made it clear enough. What was Xiao Fangchi thinking in his mind?

He is emo, Xiao Fangchi is expressing his affection? ? ?

Xiao Fangchi was so stunned that his already dead heart beat twice in anger.

The emotions of sadness seemed to be muddled.

There is a sense of speechlessness as if the spellcasting was interrupted.

Song Huaiqing numbly reached out and pressed his temples, preparing to use the most straightforward explanation:

"I mean, I come from the modern world. I am bound by a book traveling system. Everything here is just a world in the book, not real. My soul has occupied your master's body, so I am not your real master.

If you kill me, your true master will come back. understand? Now, get started. "

Song Huaiqing opened and closed her mouth and finished speaking quickly. After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes and took the initiative to expose her fragile neck, waiting for death to come.

He was too tired, too tired of living, so he might as well see if he could be reunited with his parents if he died.

He believed that Xiao Fangchi could kill him with one blow and free him.

Xiao Fangchi stared blankly at the master with his mouth open, but he heard nothing, and he suddenly became even more confused.

Master has become mute? ?

But aren’t the five senses touch, smell, hearing, sight and taste?

What does talking have to do with it?

But the master's face was serious, and there was a sense of breaking a jar, so he must have said something.

Could it be that he lost his hearing? !

Xiao Fangchi trembled: "??? Master, what are you talking about?"

Song Huaiqing: "...I think I made it very clear."

Is Xiao Fangchi sick? ! ! !

Why are you pretending to be deaf to him? !

Hearing this, Xiao Fangchi was even more confused.

He can hear the Master's speech, which proves that the Master is not mute and he is not deaf, but why can't he hear what the Master just said?

Could it be that Master was teasing him? ? ?

Xiao Fangchi acted like a good boy and asked if he didn't know anything, so he asked again: "...Master, what did you say?"

Song Huaiqing: "..."

His silence was deafening.

"You stepped on the horse..." Was that intentional?

Song Huaiqing smiled angrily, and was about to curse, but after saying three words, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Xiao Fangchi would not be in the mood to tease him about such a serious matter, and would definitely catch him and question him.

But the blank look in Xiao Fangchi's eyes was not fake, so there was only one possibility.

- What he said was silenced.

There was no one else present, and the only one who had the ability to do this was obviously the system.

【zero! zero! zero! 】

Song Huaiqing gritted his teeth in his heart and spoke.