As time goes by, spring passes and summer comes.
In the spacious and bright room, the decoration is simple. A young man like a banished immortal is sitting at his desk and writing fast. His handwriting is elegant, showing the vitality of the young man and the grace of his body.
The breeze outside the window blew the sleeves of the banished boy, revealing a corner of the paper - the seventh year.
Ever since he had paper, Gu Junlin began to write a diary, recording every moment with his master and senior sister, and recording these beautiful years.
I believe that one day, when I open this diary again, the words on the paper will form a picture and turn into unforgettable memories.
"Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye, time flies so fast..."
After finishing writing, Gu Junlin waved his sleeve and put the pen in the pen holder in the upper left corner, then propped up his chin and showed a sunny smile.
The leaves outside the hall are rustling, the sun is shining over the young man in white, and the tips of his hair coated with golden light are fluttering randomly in the breeze. The picture is beautiful and the years are quiet.
His other white hand slowly turned over the papers on the table. His slender fingers had clear joints and smooth curves that were uniquely beautiful.
The paper stays on the first page.
His gaze stayed at the beginning of the first line, his expression reminiscing, and the corners of his charming lips curved.
On the paper it says:
In the first year, there were suddenly a lot of books in the hall, like a mountain. I read them with great interest, and I often forgot to eat and sleep.
For a long time, reading became the greatest pleasure in this monotonous life. I neglected sword practice and my master. She seemed a little unhappy.
…
In the second year, the senior sister came today and brought a lot of food, including meat, fruits, vegetables, all kinds of things. I am so happy that I finally don’t have to eat fruits every day!
By the way, there are also some blood-enhancing medicinal materials. The senior sister said that this was what the master told her when she left last time.
I've been feeling more and more weak lately, and I really need to take some supplements.
Master would suck my neck every few days. After finishing it, I would feel dizzy every time. Master said that my blood could help her recover her cultivation. I was extremely happy about this. I finally had some use for it!
…
Senior sister only stayed for one day again. She was sad, reluctant, uncomfortable, and wanted to cry. I really wanted her to stay and stay with me...
Master is also in a bad mood, but it seems that he is not reluctant to leave Senior Sister, but is angry with me. It's strange, I have been by Senior Sister's side all day long, and I haven't done anything disobedient?
…
In the third year, I lost again in the sword competition with my senior sister today, and my self-confidence was severely damaged. Do I have no talent for practicing swordsmanship?
Afterwards, I felt better when I learned that my senior sister had also practiced secretly for three years.
…
In the evening, I went to the hot springs with my senior sister. It was a pity that my master was not with me.
After my sister finished bathing, when she was getting dressed, I found that her belly button was round like mine, but Master's was vertical, and Master's belly button looked sexier.
…
In the sixth year, Master has changed recently and no longer holds me to sleep at night. Why is this? Did I do something wrong?
Master's answer was, I am not a child anymore, so I have to sleep alone.
I'm depressed and don't understand. My master is a thousand-year-old demon. No matter how old I am, am I still just a child in front of her?
I didn't want to leave Master's arms, so I disobeyed the order for the second time and shamelessly hugged her.
Because of my unreasonable behavior, the angry Master kicked and kicked me, yelled at me, called me shameless, and called me a little pervert.
I don’t care about this, I want to sleep with Master. I can’t sleep without her at night!
Hee hee, Master is physically honest. In the end, she acquiesced to my behavior. She really didn’t mean what she meant. With her methods, she really wanted to drive me away. Isn’t that just a simple matter?
…
In the seventh year, I was so embarrassed that as an adult, I actually wet the bed!
When I went to the toilet in the dream, I obviously took off my pants...
Naturally, I would not let Master know about such a shameful thing as bedwetting. When I got up in the morning, I pretended to sleep in. After Master left, I stole the sheets out and washed them.
When I go to bed at night, Master might even praise me for my hard work. Hehe, I am indeed quite clever!
…
"What's going on with this urine?" Gu Junlin muttered to himself, puzzled and always feeling different from before.
"Gu Junlin, you bastard, get out of here!" A roar suddenly came from outside the hall.
It's over. Could it be that the bedwetting thing was exposed? Gu Junlin was so frightened that he trembled. Apart from this, he had not done any other bad things in the past two days.
Gu Junlin hid the diary and hurriedly went out to greet the Master: "Master, are you looking for me?"
Feng Qingxian looked at him coldly: "Looking at the guilty look on your face, could it be that you have done something shameful and shameful?"
"No, no..." Gu Junlin's eyes wandered and his voice trembled slightly.
"Really?" Feng Qingxian snorted coldly, stretched out her hand to grab in the air, and a red sheet appeared in her hand: "Tell me what's going on?"
"Although Master's cleaning technique is convenient, I think it would be good to learn to wash quilts once in a while..." After Gu Junlin explained, he saw that Master still looked cold, so he said to please:
"Master, are you angry because I went out without permission and didn't report to you? You have great supernatural powers and can cover thousands of miles with a single sweep of your spiritual thoughts, so I..."
"Say, keep talking." Feng Qingxian had a branch in her hand at some point, as if she was waiting for you to finish speaking and then pull it out.
"Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have hid the bedwetting thing from you." Gu Junlin cried sadly and took the initiative to admit his mistake, hoping to be given a lighter sentence.
"For such an old man, he wets the bed, but still dares to lie afterwards? The first time he lies, there will be the second time! If you don't teach, it is the fault of the teacher! I will make your memory long today!!"
"Ah, Master, please be gentle, it hurts!"
"Shut up, and if you lie to me next time, you won't be my apprentice!"
In the main hall, Feng Qingxian's scolding and Gu Junlin's screams were intertwined.
ten minutes later.
Feng Qingxian threw away the branch, clapped her hands, and smiled with satisfaction.
Recently, her apprentice seems to have reached a rebellious stage and is always disobedient, but she can do nothing about it. He is the kind of person who never commits big things but keeps doing small things. Today, she finally found a reason to teach her a lesson!
night.
Gu Junlin asked: "Master, how did you know that you wet the bed?"
"Once the sheets are washed, the rug underneath is left alone?" Feng Qingxian said calmly.
Gu Junlin suddenly realized what he felt was wrong, and then told him what he felt was wrong.
Hearing this, Feng Qingxian's expression changed. During the day, she casually replaced the rug without knowing the details. But now she heard the disciple's account and realized the seriousness of the matter.
