Senior Brother Ten wanted to take me back to my room, but I refused, so I stood in the corridor, staring at Senior Brother Xiaobai's door, thinking over and over again about kicking the door, rushing into the room, and grabbing his hand and not letting go.
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"Xiao Shi'er!" In the room, the fifth senior brother shouted loudly.
"Little Junior Sister, please go back to your room as soon as possible and don't run around, okay?" Senior Brother Tenth whispered to me and hurried back.
After a while, he came out with another Mohu cloak. This clothes is... belongs to Senior Brother Xiaobai?
The tenth senior brother put the big cloak on my shoulders and said softly: "It's cold, don't catch a cold."
I nodded absently.
With a creak, the door opened again, and the fifth senior brother came out carrying a copper basin.
I glanced into the basin inadvertently, why...how the water was bright red...
Is it...is it blood?
Suddenly, my feet felt weak.
"Little Junior Sister!" Senior Brother Tenth, with quick hands and quick eyes, held my arm.
With a clang, the fifth senior brother threw down the copper basin and rushed over to feel my pulse.
"I'm fine..." I'm just a little weak.
"Go and see Senior Brother Xiaobai..." I looked at the Fifth Senior Brother eagerly, but somehow, the wishful lines embroidered on his clothes gradually became blurred...
"Little junior sister!"
Did I...did I pass out again?
When I woke up, it was already dark, and outside the screen, there was a faint figure dozing off on the table.
correct!
Brother Xiaobai!
I sat up and lifted the brocade quilt.
"Little Junior Sister, are you awake!" Senior Brother Ten hurried in and held my arm.
I waved away his hand and stumbled out of bed. Somehow, my legs were a little unstable and I almost fell to my knees. I quickly held on to the bed pillar, straightened my waist as hard as I could, and ran out of the embroidery room quickly.
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"Little junior sister, shoes!" Senior Brother Ten was chasing me from behind.
I don't care, I just want to see Senior Brother Xiaobai at this moment.
The cold wind of the twelfth lunar month brushed my cheeks, which made me feel cold and painful.
There is a figure outside the gate of Jingshui Residence, kneeling unsteadily in the fierce cold wind.
Is it...is it the Ninth Senior Brother?
I paused for a moment and glanced at him coldly. Maybe I felt someone was there. Senior Brother Ninth suddenly raised his head and called me hoarsely: "Little Junior Sister..."
Alas, he should wait for his master to retaliate! The one who is most concerned now is Senior Brother Xiaobai!
I turned my head resolutely and ran straight to Qingzeyuan.
The door to Senior Brother Xiaobai's room was still closed. I just felt that this carved door seemed to separate us from life and death.
I took a deep breath, raised my hand, pushed the door open, went straight to his bed, and took his hand.
Fortunately, fortunately, he was not asleep, and there was warmth in his hands. I calmed down a little, and then I felt a numbness of pain running straight from the soles of my feet to my heart.
Senior Brother Xiaobai pulled my hand under the quilt, "Rong'er, why are your hands so cold?"
"Little Junior Sister!" Senior Brother Ten chased me into the room, pulled me to sit on the edge of the bed, and helped me put on my embroidered shoes.
I just stared at Senior Brother Xiaobai blankly, not even daring to blink, for fear that if I blinked, he would fall in front of me again with a pale face.
"Alas." Someone seemed to be sighing. I turned around and saw the master sitting at the table drinking tea with an indifferent expression.
Why did he sit here just now? Why am I not impressed?
"Master." I stood up, lowered my head, lowered my hands, and slowly moved to Master.
"Xiao Twelve, for the sake of Eleven, you can't even see me as your teacher?" Master asked me with a smile.
"Master...Master..." Immediately, my face turned red with embarrassment, I lowered my head and twisted the hem of my clothes.
"Well, Xiao Twelve, will you be old enough after the Chinese New Year?" Master asked me confusedly.
