Looking at Qin Shaoqing's back, Ding Yumian felt a burst of warmth in his heart. No matter what Qin Shaoqing said just now about accepting a disciple as a teacher was true or false, no matter whether he had any unknown purpose, at least what he showed now was true. It's about caring about her.
Apart from grandma, I don’t remember how long anyone cared about her!
Ding Yumian shook his head and thought no more, and quickly followed.
"Young man, what's your name!" In the room, Ding Yelan was questioning Qin Shaoqing.
"Hello, grandma, my name is Qin Shaoqing, the Qin of Qin Shihuang, the young master, the guest Qing!" Qin Shaoqing patiently introduced himself word for word.
"Qin Shaoqing, Qin Shaoqing...what a good name!" Grandma Ding read Qin Shaoqing's name several times, and her eyes lit up.
"Shaoqing, this girl Yu Mian has never had many friends. I'm afraid that she will be lonely after I leave!" Grandma Ding held Qin Shaoqing's hand and patted the back of his hand gently.
"Grandma, your body is still strong!" After hearing Ding Yelan's words, Ding Yumian walked up behind her and retorted coquettishly, while massaging her gently.
"Yes, yes, my body is still fine!"
Although Ding Yelan smiled brightly, Qin Shaoqing still saw a trace of loneliness and helplessness deep in her eyes. It was undoubtedly the look of a twilight person who knew that her time was numbered.
"Grandma, don't worry, I will always be by Yu Mian's side!" Qin Shaoqing promised firmly.
"Hahaha, good boy, good boy!"
…
After chatting with the old man for a long time, he heard many interesting stories about Ding Yumian's childhood from her. Qin Shaoqing, who was satisfied, saw that Ding Yelan's mental state was starting to get a little bad, so he couldn't say anything at all and felt helpless. Ding Yumian glared at Ding Yumian, who was about to reveal all the embarrassing things about her own grandmother.
"Grandma, it's time to go rest!" Ding Yumian immediately understood, helping Ding Yelan up and leading her to the dormitory.
"People are old and no longer useful!"
After Ding Yelan fell asleep, Ding Yumian returned to the living room after a long time, but he did not expect that Qin Shaoqing was still waiting in his seat with his eyes closed. From the look of him, he must be meditating.
Do you want to practice? Seeing Qin Shaoqing practicing so diligently and against the clock, Ding Yumian felt a little complicated. To be honest, she didn't like practicing very much due to her talent.
So even though she can meditate almost twenty-four hours a day without getting tired, she still only guarantees about the same amount of meditative time as ordinary people every day. Compared with practicing, she prefers to read quietly alone.
Therefore, her current mental system cultivation level is not very high, only a mere elementary level 3.
"Sorry to keep you waiting!" At this time, Ding Yumian came to his senses after noticing that Qin Shaoqing had finished his meditation practice.
"No problem!" Shaking his head, Qin Shaoqing looked at Ding Yumian's crystal clear agate eyes, "How are you thinking about it?"
Stared by Qin Shaoqing's slightly fiery gaze, Ding Yumian involuntarily moved her gaze and pursed her lips.
"Give me a little more time, okay?"
"It's okay, think about it slowly. I will be staying in Shuilan Town for a while recently. By the way, this is my contact information. Just tell me when you think about it!"
Leaving a note with his mobile phone number, Qin Shaoqing stood up and prepared to leave.
"Thank you very much for today!" Ding Yumian thanked him again.
"I have said before, I am your senior brother, and it is my duty to help my junior sister. You don't need to be so polite to me!"
Qin Shaoqing's words completely acquiesced that Ding Yumian was his junior sister, but Ding Yumian did not refute.
Looking at Qin Shaoqing's retreating back, Ding Yumian was slightly absent-minded, senior brother?
At night, the bright stars dot the night sky, and the bright moon hangs high above the head, casting its hazy moonlight, covering the entire ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River with a mysterious silver veil.
Ding Yumian stood in the yard of his house, looking at the bright moon in the sky and murmuring softly.
"Father, mother, how should I choose?"
Deep down in her heart, she is eager to agree to Qin Shaoqing's promise, but she is afraid that there will be no way to control her talent, or even completely lose control at some point, and she will be feared by her teachers and senior brothers and treated as a monster. treat.
It is easier to break people down by giving her hope first and then letting her fall into the abyss of despair than by not having any ideas from the beginning.
After standing quietly for a long time, dinner gently brushed her face, messing up the hair on her forehead and blowing away her tangled thoughts.
Ding Yumian's eyes gradually became firmer. She wanted to change herself, she wanted to control her own power, she wanted to return her life to normal, and she wanted her grandma to no longer have to worry about her.
…
Early the next morning, Qin Shaoqing, who was meditating, received a call from Ding Yumian.
"Hello..." After struggling for a moment, Ding Yumian finally said the title, "Senior...senior brother!"
After being stunned for a moment, Qin Shaoqing raised the corners of his mouth slightly. "It seems you have figured it out, my little junior sister!"
"Yes, I want to make changes!" Ding Yumian's tone was full of determination, and she decided to take a gamble.
"Hahaha, believe me, in the future you will never feel the slightest regret for making this choice today."
"Yeah!" Ding Yumian snorted slightly, but only time will tell what the outcome will be.
"You should be at home now! Wait for me, I'll be there soon!"
"good!"
…
At the entrance of the courtyard, Qin Shaoqing saw Ding Yumian, who was elegant and graceful. Today, she was dressed in white and looked quite stunning.
"Good morning, little junior sister!" Qin Shaoqing greeted.
"Good morning, senior brother!" I have said it once, and it became much smoother the second time.
After walking through the yard and entering the house, I didn't see Grandma Ding. She was probably still resting!
"You shouldn't disturb grandma by talking here!"
"Won't!"
"That's no problem. Before I start to help you master your talent, I'll tell you the origin of your talent first!"
"The reason why your emotional fluctuations affect a large area around you is actually because you contain the power of chaos that even the Holy City, the ruler of the magic world, fears.
The power of chaos, this overly powerful power will never die, and will be passed down from generation to generation in a natural way, endlessly.
In other words, when a living being with the power of chaos dies in the world, a living being with such power of chaos will be reborn somewhere in the world.
It may be a human being, it may be a demon, or it may be some very special holy spirit. Of course, it may also remain dormant for many years until a certain age arrives, and then it will come to the world again...
And the Holy City has also given people like you a unified name—victims. "
