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Join the ServerXia Baiqian finished speaking, and the light in her eyes seemed to plummet into a bottomless dry well, hitting rock bottom.
Yet the stillness only lasted a moment before it rebounded, gradually regaining its brilliance.
“So I decided to cast aside everything and boldly confess to you, and it turns out you’ve always had different intentions.”
“So we secretly be—came—dao—partners~”
Chu Huaizhou watched Xia Baiqian, who was going all out, her eyes glowing with an eerie brilliance.
He swallowed, trembling like a fish on a chopping block.
In his heart, he was moved that she could open her heart and lay out all her thoughts.
So it turns out that those overlooked, hazy maiden thoughts had silently taken root in the oblivious years.
Silently and soundlessly, they had wound around his tree—a tree that was “heartless.”
So it wasn’t that he wasn’t himself before the amnesia; it was that he had always been that way from the start.
How true it was!
Now he really had no one to reason with. This absurd causality, in the end, was his own fault.
That his disciples had become such severe yanderes—he himself bore the primary responsibility.
But… the last two sentences were probably made up on the spot after his amnesia.
They didn’t really match the previous part.
Of course, he wouldn’t say that out loud, or else he’d really end up with a cleaver ending.
“So, Master.”
Xia Baiqian’s voice suddenly softened, carrying a vulnerability that was almost pleading, careful and fragile.
Her eyes, which had just been glowing with an eerie light, now quickly became misty.
Her eye rims reddened visibly, and her nose twitched slightly.
“Don’t doubt me anymore, okay? Just accept all of me… okay?”
To this, Chu Huaizhou’s response was—silence.
But this silence wasn’t hesitation; he was in the middle of making a decision.
In the end, it was his own sin to repay.
He could probably see clearly—in fact, he should have seen it long ago.
Whether it was Qingqiu or Baiqian, at the root, they lacked someone to care for them.
Their childhood experiences made them extremely starved for love, and he hadn’t noticed in time.
Without proper guidance, this was the result.
So what he needed to do was simple: give them enough care.
Make them feel absolutely valued.
Chu Huaizhou paused, then moved.
Without warning, without testing, he stepped forward and extended his arms.
He tightly and firmly pulled the slightly trembling, red-eyed girl into his embrace.
His broad palm, warm with comfort, gently covered the back of her head.
He hugged her!
An indescribable, immense joy and satisfaction, enough to drown her, surged like a tidal wave, instantly breaking through all her defenses.
Xia Baiqian could clearly feel the powerful, rapid beating of her master’s heart beneath his chest, transmitting a scorching, vivid life force.
The warmth penetrated the thin fabric, warming her cheek, and burned deep into the bottom of her heart.
A scalding tear finally broke free, silently sliding down, quickly soaking into the cloth on her master’s chest.
At this moment, she confirmed with absolute clarity—
This burning heartbeat, this warm embrace, this master filled with endless pity and regret…
Completely, exclusively belonged to her, Xia Baiqian, alone!
If only time could stop forever at this moment.
Even if it cost her life.
“Buzz—”
At that moment, an imperceptible yet extremely eerie aura quietly descended.
As if it was about to do something, but before it could, it was annihilated by an equally imperceptible, fine lightning tribulation.
It came quickly and left quickly. Chu Huaizhou didn’t notice it, and even Xia Baiqian, at the early Mahayana stage, failed to detect it. Truly bizarre.
And because Chu Huaizhou was reminiscing about the past, recalling all the little moments with Xia Baiqian, trying to find if his disciple had really shown many signs of liking him that he had dismissed as dependence, he was startled to discover that his memories seemed to have… recovered up to the Nascent Soul late stage.
Illusion? When did this happen?!
Chu Huaizhou had just built up his emotional state, and finding that his memory had partially recovered almost broke his concentration.
What was going on? Did guiding Baiqian also restore memory?
It wasn’t a game; this method of recovery was too ridiculous. Could his disciple be related to his amnesia?
No matter how he thought about it, it seemed unlikely. If the previous method of memory recovery had some traceable logic, this one was just too strange. He could only try interacting more with Baiqian in the future to see if his memory would continue to recover.
Forget it, he wouldn’t worry about that now. Compared to his own issues, comforting Baiqian was more important.
Chu Huaizhou could feel that Baiqian was like a wounded rabbit returning to its nest, curled up in his arms and sobbing.
Well, this hurdle was over.
It was rare to see Xia Baiqian like this when they were alone—like hundreds of years ago, without a trace of strange emotions, simply curling up in his arms, afraid that he would disappear.
The atmosphere was no longer ambiguous, but peaceful and serene.
Xia Baiqian didn’t want to leave at all. She wrapped her arms around Chu Huaizhou’s body, holding on tightly, unwilling to let go.
After an unknown amount of time, because it was too comfortable, Chu Huaizhou was about to fall asleep.
Suddenly, a sound came from the stairway, breaking the tranquility, and jolting him awake.
“Mengdie, are you sure the people are here at the hot spring?”
“Hmph, small fry Bai Li, do you even need to ask? I’m not sure where that little girl Baiqian is, but that small fry big bro is definitely here.”
“After all, he likes to soak in the hot spring all the time, calling it the demeanor of a superior person. Too small fry, sigh~”
“Wow! That’s right! I didn’t think of that! As expected of Mengdie, so awesome meow~”
Wait, wait, what are they doing? Didn’t little sis go to a meeting? Wrapped up that fast?!
Chu Huaizhou looked at Xia Baiqian in his arms. She seemed unruffled, still closed-eyed and curled up, her delicate nose greedily inhaling his scent.
But he knew this scene absolutely couldn’t be seen!
Alone with his disciple in the hot spring, both without a stitch of clothing, embracing each other…
If little sis and Bai Li saw this…
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