Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Chu Huaizhou pressed the issue step by step, and Xuan Ji Shan racked his brains to think hard, "That's it... that's it..."

"Xiao Jingxuan was so anxious to find you that he accidentally missed a step and fell into the toilet, hitting the back of his head on the smelly and hard stone."

"Then, he passed out. We asked a doctor to come and see him. He said he might have amnesia and might not live long!"

Xuanji Shan spoke with tears in her eyes and her voice and expression were beautiful. There was no skill involved, only emotion.

Chu Huaizhou widened his eyes in disbelief, slightly parted his lips, and finally uttered a word after a long while, "Fell... fell into the toilet?"

After being asked this question, Xuan Ji Shan, who was full of confidence, suddenly doubted her memory, "It should be... it should be like this."

"Beautiful little master uncle, why don't you go see him? He's about to die, hahahaha, I'm so happy, hahahaha."

Xuanji Shan's mental state is worrying, sometimes sad and sometimes happy, "I can go back to the dark, dark ocean again."

Chu Huaizhou didn't hesitate any more, turned around and ran out, completely disregarding his usual calm image.

As he ran out of the corridor and down the stairs, he staggered unsteadily. He lifted the hem of his clothes slightly but did not stop.

In fact, this was such an obvious trap, and Chu Huaizhou was so smart that he could see through it.

But since it was about Xiao Jingxuan, he had to panic, had to take it seriously, had to be nervous. He wouldn't feel at ease unless he saw it with his own eyes.

After running all the way, Chu Huaizhou stood in front of Mengxian's coffin room, breathing heavily, and asked hesitantly.

"Did you wash it clean?"

"Ah?" Xuan Ji Shan was feeling guilty for lying to the beauty and was unable to react for a while.

"What is clean? What do you want to wash?"

Chu Huaizhou is a bit of a germaphobe, but at this moment, it depends on the person. "Forget it, it doesn't seem to matter."

He said this, but when he pushed the door open, he subconsciously took a deep breath and held it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered, a strong arm suddenly grabbed my waist and I fell into the arms with a faint scent of soapberry.

The Xuanji fan floating in the air behind him suddenly screamed twice and turned into dots of elegant green fluorescence.

"Ah! Xiao Jingxuan! You stinky man! You throw it away after using it! You cheated on your wife..."

Before he could finish cursing, he was called back by Xiao Jingxuan and merged into his spiritual consciousness.

Chu Huaizhou looked at him with wide eyes. Although he had expected this scam, he was still a little angry when it happened.

"You lied to me?" He frowned slightly, "You actually teamed up to lie to me?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Junior Master, I'm sorry." Xiao Jingxuan buried his head in his shoulders and neck, rubbing them affectionately.

"If I don't do this, Junior Master will probably avoid me for the next few months and won't pay any attention to me anymore. I can't stand it."

"I can't stand it, Junior Master."

His voice was a little low and hoarse, and he trembled as if with an unusual cry, and his head hung low.

Chu Huaizhou was stunned for a moment before he restrained his strength and pushed his head away from his neck.

I frowned and saw that he was crying like a pear blossom in the rain, and his icy green eyes were washed clear by the tears, and they were sparkling.

"Why...why are you crying again?"

Chu Huaizhou began to doubt his own judgment. Was this man with lowered eyebrows and eyes in front of him also so fond of crying before?

The answer is naturally no.

Xiao Jingxuan let the black hair on his forehead become messy in the wind, making it impossible to see the expression on his face.

Choking with sobs, he asked, "Master Junior, why did you run away today? Why did you deliberately not let me find you?"

Chu Huaizhou avoided his sight, as if he was the one who did something wrong and felt guilty, "I..."

"I didn't really want to see you at that time."

Xiao Jingxuan's eyes were red and bloodshot, the corners of his eyes were wet and red, and his head drooped dejectedly.

He tried his best to suppress the grief in his heart, but in the end he couldn't help it. He covered his face with his hands, and his shoulders kept shaking.

Tears flowed out from between fingers, dripping onto the wooden floor, soaking a large area of ​​it.

"Why doesn't Junior Master want to see me? Because Junior Master is jealous, right?"

He took out a square piece of cloth from his arms, spread it out in the air, and let the wind blow it gently.

"Because Junior Uncle also wanted to give me a handkerchief, but he was unable to do so because Master got there first."

"Junior Master is jealous of me." Xiao Jingxuan's face was filled with tears, and he laughed happily as he said this.

Crying and laughing, in a miserable state, crazy, morbid and paranoid.

Chu Huaizhou was surprised and said: "How come this is with you? Didn't I already..."

Hasn't it been lost?

"When did Junior Master-Uncle fix it? Was it during the time at the guesthouse?"

"Just because I mentioned it casually, Junior Master did it? Did you start from that time..."

Xiao Jingxuan tried hard not to blink, hoping to draw the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes back into his pupils.

I tried my best not to let the sadness and grief spread, but I couldn't suppress the impact of my heartache. The tears in my eyes kept piling up and were ready to burst out at any time.

"No!" Chu Huaizhou also refused with red eyes. He was a little excited, but his facial expression was well controlled.

He thought that his junior uncle was going to be stubborn again, so he lowered his eyelids in disappointment, and tears instantly flowed down his face.

"Not at that time." Chu Huaizhou bit his lip, looked away, and said as calmly as possible: "I've liked it for a long time."

Xiao Jingxuan was like a corgi that had turned from sadness to joy. His ears instantly stood up and the tears on his face seemed to have forgotten to flow.

He rubbed his ears, "What? Junior... Junior Master, what did you just say?"

Even though his heart was already in a panic, like a raging wildfire, Chu Huaizhou closed his eyes and tried to remain calm.

But it was all in vain. The excitement in my heart, like a spark that could start a prairie fire, could not be concealed.

It was destined from the moment he chose to confess, from the moment they embraced each other and willingly sunk into the abyss.

"I have liked you since the day we met."

When Chu Huaizhou talked about it, he still found it a bit ridiculous. It couldn't be called love at first sight. At that time, Xiao Jingxuan was just a little kid.

Perhaps it should be said that it was a heart-beat destined by fate.

When the final of the disciple election ended that day, Chu Huaizhou didn't want to join in the fun, after all, he had a reputation as a loser.

Anyone who has a brain and truly wants to practice Taoism will not be willing to have him as a master, and he will not accept people with evil intentions.

Yu Changfeng insisted that he go, and even emphasized that he had to clean up, "What if someone is willing to take you as their master?"

Chu Huaizhou said coldly: "Unless he is blind."

As it turned out, there really was a "blind man".

Chu Huaizhou was pushed by Yu Changfeng to the path that all participating disciples had to take, under a camellia tree with its flowers in full bloom.

The ground was littered with whole withered camellia flowers. He was standing in the middle, dressed in green, tall and graceful, cool and gentle.

Xiao Jingxuan, who got the top spot, couldn't walk when he looked up and saw him, and stared at him infatuatedly.

That year, Chu Huaizhou was 25 years old and Xiao Jingxuan was 15 years old. It was a confrontation and collision that spanned ten years.

Chu Huaizhou read pure love, envy, and the desire to make this person his master, among other emotions and thoughts in his ice-green eyes.

Xiao Jingxuan seemed to have his soul hooked away, and walked towards him uncontrollably. His figure was in her clear ice-green eyes.