The full moon is in the sky, the wind is gentle tonight, and the bright moonlight covers the earth with a silver veil.
Hua Ying still made Jiao Yue's favorite snacks, especially sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and delivered them outside Jiao Yue's bedroom, knocking on the door softly: "Master~"
"Come in."
Hua Ying walked into the room, and a burst of fragrance hit her nostrils. The bright moon was dressed in a red robe, sitting gracefully and quietly, like a fairy in the world of mortals.
Seeing the bright moon at night always makes me feel so amazing. Hua Ying looked away, put the pastry plate on the bright moon's dressing table with a sweet smile, and sweetly called out: "Master, try it."
Jiao Yue didn't like others dirtying his room. When Hua Ying handed over the plate, she accidentally dropped the crumbs of the cake on Jiao Yue's robe.
Jiaoyue picked up a piece of green pastry and took a bite. It was sweet and delicious, with the fragrance of osmanthus.
"Master, let me help you comb your hair." Hua Ying said, reaching for Jiao Yue's wooden comb. Jiao Yue did not speak, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Hua Ying took a wooden comb to comb Gao Yue's hair. She knew that Master took good care of her hair, so she always behaved very cautiously in front of him.
This was a way for her to please him. The bright moon's empty eyes looked at Hua Ying quietly through the bronze mirror in front of her.
"Am I terrible, so everyone is afraid of me?" Jiaoyue's skin is whiter than snow, and her beautiful eyes are as bright as the bright moon. When he is not angry, he is also gentle.
Hua Ying was stunned and couldn't hear clearly for a moment: "Ah, what did master say?"
Hua Ying stood behind him, combing his hair. She couldn't see Gaoyue's face, let alone his slightly twinkling eyes. He asked again: "Are you afraid of me?"
After hearing this clearly, Hua Ying replied decisively: "No, I'm not afraid of Master."
"Are you really not afraid?" Jiao Yue asked again unwillingly.
"Don't be afraid, Master treats me very well." Even Huaying couldn't tell whether this was true or not. She only knew that she should try her best to please him, and she couldn't help herself in this place.
"Then are you willing to be my disciple forever and follow me?"
"..."
"Why don't you answer?" Jiaoyue often wonders if a person has lived alone for too long, been lonely for too long, and no one has spoken to him sincerely for a long time, so he is lonely and asks these boring topics.
Jiao Yue is a lonely man, isolated from the world, and during the period when Hua Ying is with him, he has no relatives, no friends, no lover - nothing.
What he has is just enjoying the feeling of controlling the lives and deaths of some people.
Sometimes the truth really hurts people, but lies can bring hope to people. Hua Ying combed Gao Yue's hair and felt her master's body tremble slightly.
"Master, from now on, Huaying will follow you. Wherever you go, Huaying will be there, okay?"
"Okay!" Jiaoyue laughed heartily.
His smile was always so beautiful, whether it was a sinister smile, a soft smile, a mocking smile, or a genuine smile, but Hua Ying felt that he was happy after listening to her words.
He is her master. No matter what his purpose is, he is kind to her after all. Maybe what she can do for him is to make him truly happy a few more times.
"Master looks particularly beautiful when he smiles, even more beautiful than a jacaranda."
"Ahem." Jiaoyue's expression was solemn, obviously she was pretending.
Jiaoyue's tone suddenly became serious. He was not a person who took jokes.
Hua Ying suddenly wanted to ask a question. When the words came to her lips, she hesitated for a long time and swallowed them back.