The next day, the snow was still falling, and it was swelling, almost covering the entire fortress.
There were several stoves in the hall, but it was not too warm, probably because the mountain was too cold.
But those who stay in the fortress have good cultivation, so they are naturally not afraid of the cold.
Qingjun held a cup of hot tea to keep warm, like a fiery red fox who was afraid of the cold.
"Sister, I don't want Jiangxue to follow me."
"Why?" Qiongying glanced at him in confusion.
"Jiangxue is too dull. She has a tense face all day long. I feel uncomfortable when I see him." Qingjun accused dissatisfiedly.
"Is that right?" Qiongying chuckled twice.
"Of course, can you not let him follow me?" Qingjun said pitifully.
"No, he will follow you before I come back. Don't try to get rid of him. Take him wherever you go." Qiongying said seriously, with a little commanding tone.
"Why? Where are you going?" Qingjun said in surprise, almost splashing the tea.
"You can go out for a while, don't run around. It's best to stay in the fortress and practice well. Wuxin will help you." Qiongying said calmly.
Qingjun was shocked. She cared about him? She had never said so many words, and every word was a reminder. Although her tone was calm and seemed careless, it was enough to surprise him.
"How long are you going?" His eyes were bright, and he looked at her without blinking.
"Four years." Qiongying said.
"What? Four years? What are you going to do?" Qingjun was shocked again. He had been waiting for Yunhai Academy for two years and had just been together for several months.
"Go and do something, stay in the fortress."
"Can you bring me with you?" Qingjun asked carefully. Actually, he knew not, otherwise he wouldn't have let Jiangxue follow him and say so many words of advice.
"No." Qiongying said in a deep voice.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back, who will you take?" Qingjun looked at her. Four years are too long. Will she forget him when she comes back?
She just said that Wuxin would help him, so it was impossible that Wuxin, so only Ye Chen and Qiutong were left. He would rather she take Qiutong than she would take Ye Chen or Wuxin.
"I won't take anyone." Qiongying said lightly.
Qingjun was sad and couldn't guess it for a while. She didn't want him to know, or did she not take anyone? What was she going to do? Perhaps, he had never understood her.
"You want to come back soon." Qingjun said depressedly, adding in his heart, I'll wait for you to come back.
Qiongying hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly.
Did she agree? Seeing this, Qingjun couldn't help but miss a slap in his heart, his face turned slightly red, and he quickly picked up the teacup and took a sip of the cold tea. He felt that the tea was still too hot.
"What's wrong?" Qiongying raised his eyes and glanced at him.
"No, it's okay, it seems a bit hot, there are too many warmers." Qingjun quickly took a few sips of tea, drinking too fast, and even drinking the tea leaves into her stomach.
Qiongying took a cup of clear water and poured it into the stove next to it. The charcoal fire was instantly extinguished and steam emerged.
"A lot of it is not?"
"It's much better." Qingjun nodded quickly, feeling confused. Can he understand that she cared about him and cared about him?
Qiongying picked up the teacup and tasted it lightly. The tea was a little cooler, so she put down the teacup.
Qingjun looked at her secretly. He made the tea. He learned the tea brewing process from books. He practiced it hundreds of times. It was probably impeccable.
"What's wrong?" Qiongying frowned slightly, and Qingjun seemed to have stared at her several times.
"No, it's okay, is this tea suitable for the taste?" Qingjun asked slowly, feeling a little nervous.
"Yeah, not bad." Qiongying said.
Qingjun's eyes lit up. Last time she said it was good, not bad, enough, but when I thought about it seriously, would she be perfunctory? She had just taken a sip and it was still cold. Thinking of this, my heart became messy again