Chapter 52 (2/2)

“It wasn't!” Xue Qilin waved her hand, “… it was just some unforgettable images from the ‘past'.”

There emphasized the word “past”, but she didn't realize it.

“If you wake up in the middle of the night again… please call me, and I will come to you.”

Although Gong Tianqing is timid, but she is also kindhearted.

Occasionally, this girl seems to see through people's hearts, and makes surprising, kind remarks.

“Hey hey hey, do you think that I'm afraid of a mere nightmare?”

“I was being foolish, Young Ancestor. But if it was me, I would be very afraid. Therefore…”

It's no use, Qing'er. You don't know, don't know that there are things in a person's past that will haunt them forever.

“You aren't foolish, Qing'er. If anyone says anything to the contrary, I won't forgive them…” At this point, Xue Qilin waved her fist.

Gong Tianqing smiled happily, “It's wrong to hit people!”

“That so. But your teacher has. .h.i.t people not a small number of times…”

“I, I will warn Teacher…” Gong Tianqing spoke apologetically in a hurry.

“Ah, okay! Have a talk with her.”

What kind of expression will Little Seven make when preached by her disciple? It must be that of embarra.s.sment! Thinking till here, Xue Qilin felt and inexplicable comfort.

“That's right.” The girl suddenly remembered something, “Little Qing, what time is it now?”

“The… sun came out not too long ago, but Elder Xia is already making preparations.”

“Oh, then I'll get up as well.” Xue Qilin put her little feet in her shoes, heave-hoed, and stood up. She then scratched her head full of messy hair and said, “Little Qing, help me out, my hair is too long.”

“Oh, alright.”

Gong Tianqing got hot water for Xue Qilin. After a brief freshening up with the hot water, Xue Qilin changed into blue-and-white sect clothes and sat at the dressing table. Standing behind her, Gong Tianqing fished out a comb from her sleeve, and started combing her hair.

Should I also prepare a comb in my sleeve? Watching Gong Tianqing comb her hair earnestly, Xue Qilin suddenly had this thought.

Every woman she knows has a comb in her sleeve, making her wonder whether she would look like a lady if she had a comb in her sleeve.

Gong Tianqing's combing skill is superior to Qi Qiqi's. After a while, two buns took shape on Xue Qilin's head.

“Huh?” Xue Qilin raised her eyebrows, “Little Qing, is there anything you want to tell me?”

As her hair was being combed just now, Xue Qilin has captured hesitation on Gong Tianqing's face in the bronze mirror on more than one occasion.

“This…” Gong Tianqing's eyes wandered as she hesitated.

“Go ahead, or I'll get angry!” Xue Qilin curled her lips.

At times, Gong Tianqing just needs a push, or she will likely stop in her tracks.

“That… Miss Shui from yesterday…”

“Shui Yuner?” Xue Qilin was surprised to hear this name from Gong Tianqing so soon.

“What about her?”

After a while, Gong Tianqing finally spoke, “Young Ancestor, not even you can help her?”

“I… don't know. But…” Xue Qilin raised her head and looked at who knows what, “‘A life', the weight of these two words is too heavy….”

Gong Tianqing opened her mouth several times, but didn't speak.

As time trickled away in silence, Gong Tianqing stared down at her feet.

“Young Ancestor, you should see …” After an unknown amount of time, her childish voice sounded again.

Gong Tianqing raised her head and looked Xue Qilin straight in the eyes, no longer afraid, “See, see her determination.”

Stupefied, Xue Qilin asked involuntarily, “Where is she?”

“Miss Shui is outside.”

After a pause, Gong Tianqing looked out the window, and the light of dawn illuminated half of her face.

“She must be waiting for you.” She murmured.

[1] – The qing in Little Qing (小晴) is the same as the one in Gong Tianqing (宫天晴), but different from the one in Luo Qing (洛青)

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