These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"What?"

"He carries all the burdens on his own shoulders, as if he's the only one who can do it."

Wei Tu couldn't help but laugh, stroking her hair.

"Of course not, I just did what I could, but as for other things... I was afraid you would get hurt."

“I know, but, senior brother... no, husband. If I live only to be a vase that makes you bear the responsibility while I take it for granted that I don’t have to face any danger, then I will be very sad.”

Wei Tu looked down into the girl's eyes.

Her eyes were filled with deep affection.

She might be putting on a brave front a little, but her love for her was already overflowing.

"Okay, I understand. From now on, my husband and I will travel the world, swindling and cheating, doing all sorts of evil..."

"Pfft, who said you're a villain?"

Su Mi gently nuzzled his chest, then closed her eyes.

"Okay, I'm going to sleep for a while. You can leave after I fall asleep."

"Why leave? I'll get up whenever you wake up."

The boy made this promise.

The girl gave a muffled hum, "Senior sister needs your comfort too, I'm not angry, really not angry."

Despite Su Mi's words, Wei Tu still did not leave.

They didn't get up until noon, when the sun was high in the sky.

Wei Tu stood behind Su Mi, looking at the girl's hairstyle with her hair tied up, and he liked it very much.

She doesn't resemble a fairy, but she exudes a down-to-earth charm.

She is his wife, and they live together.

A simple line of text can conjure up many images, allowing him to think about his past life and his future.

What I ask for is not much. Is it invincible strength? Or power above all others? Neither of these.

He didn't want to be like an emperor, bearing so-called responsibilities and carrying the burden of many people's lives.

He simply hoped to live with the people he loved and witness the world's ups and downs together.

We prepared a table full of food together, so it doesn't matter if there's any waste.

Just as Wei Tu enjoyed watching the young girl praise his dishes, he would patiently accept her opinions on the taste of his food.

Even if the oil and salt are not evenly distributed, or even if the wrong seasoning is used, it doesn't matter.

If it's hers, just accept it. It's that simple.

After finishing their meal, the two even cleaned up the mess together.

In the courtyard by the entrance, Wei Tu noticed that the girl had planted some purple firefly grass and daisies.

They grow vigorously, and Su Mi takes meticulous care of them.

This place is both a garden and a home.

Wei Tu really liked this warm and romantic atmosphere.

"By summer, they'll probably all be in full bloom; it should be very beautiful, right?"

Su Mi leaned against the boy and stood at the door, smiling as she spoke.

Wei Tu nodded, "Of course, but no matter how beautiful they bloom, they can't compare to even one ten-thousandth of your beauty."

Su Mi tiptoed and gently kissed the boy's lips.

Then he took two steps back and said with a smile.

"I'm going to Xuejian Peak to cultivate with my fellow disciples. You can go do whatever you need to do, but remember to come home tonight."

"Well, I see."

Wei Tu waved his hand and saw the girl leave the courtyard with small, quick steps.

I heard the word "home" from her.

Wei Tu was still satisfied.

It seems I've finally achieved everything I wanted: to be reborn, to meet her again, and to give her a home.

No... it should be that she gave him a home.

Since it was already located on Xiaoyuan Peak, Wei Tu did not go far away.

The first building they arrived at was the one closer to them, where a woman named Lu Qingyan lived.

Wei Tu knocked on the door this time.

There was no sound from inside, so maybe they weren't in the room at this time?

Indeed, it's already noon. Although Lu Qingyan doesn't have many affairs in the sect, since she's mainly in charge of Xiaoyuan Peak, it's impossible for her to have nothing to do. Many sect decisions still require the elders to gather together and give their opinions.

Even though a woman like Lu Qingyan doesn't like getting involved in these matters.

However, Wei Tu did not leave in disappointment, but instead pushed open the door and entered Lu Qingyan's room.

The room was clean and simple, without too many decorations, unlike some people with a collecting obsession who fill their rooms with all sorts of odds and ends or souvenirs of legendary figures.

Her room naturally exuded a pleasant fragrance, though it was impossible to pinpoint exactly what the scent resembled; perhaps... it was Lu Qingyan herself.

Wei Tu arranged the tables, chairs, and benches neatly; there was nothing wrong with it.

Then I boiled some water so she'd have hot tea when she got back.

Just like I used to do.

Long ago, when I was still very young, my hard work in cultivation could not make up for the lack of talent at that time.

Wei Tu naturally felt somewhat inferior, and he gradually began to dislike practicing swordsmanship and cultivating with the disciples of the sect.

They were even unwilling to attend lectures offered by many elders.

Because there he could only feel the mockery of others' gazes. Now that he thinks about it, it wasn't that serious. Maybe no one really paid any attention to him.

But at that time, my sensitive heart seemed to magnify everything, and some trivial words were turned into gossip targeting me.

Feeling like the whole world was targeting me, I hid on Xiaoyuan Peak and began my reckless and useless efforts.

This even included helping Lu Qingyan deal with these odds and ends, the weeds in her yard, and making her tea.

Lu Qingyan seemed to have keenly noticed the change in her mindset at that time.

She said to herself, "If you came up the mountain just to do these things, then anyone can come."

She wasn't a particularly good comforter, but she did manage to wake me up to some extent.

Even though Wei Tu's talent didn't materialize for a while, he stopped using meaningless things to numb his mind.

But now, looking at this familiar furnishing, memories of her past flooded back to her room.

There were some books in Lu Qingyan's room, now covered in dust, looking like they hadn't been read in a long time.

Of course, no one read them, because these were very basic texts that were of no use to Wei Tu or herself in terms of cultivation. However, at that time, she often took them to read.

Wei Tu blew off some dust from the cover and opened it.

Looking at these familiar words, and even some annotations written by Lu Qingyan herself, I felt a sense of wonder.

I didn't even realize at the time that my master was so patient.

This is something that many masters would not do.

As Lu Qingyan herself said, this was also her first time being a mentor, so she had no experience and appeared as inexperienced as herself.

She's so cute.

Wei Tu laughed and put the book back.

Turning around, I saw the voice standing at the door of the room.

She looked at me with a strange expression.

Why are you here?

Wei Tu smiled.

"Because I miss my master."

Lu Qingyan's eyes flickered for a moment as she looked at her room.

"I can tell you're not fully awake this morning."

However, his eyes were avoiding Wei Tu's smiling gaze.

Wei Tu smiled, turned around, and pointed to the bookshelf.

"Why haven't these books been disposed of? They're all very old."

Lu Qingyan looked at the bookshelf, as if she had remembered something, and her eyes showed a hint of nostalgia.

"You didn't abandon me, how could I bear to abandon them?" PS: Another match tonight!

56. A Bad Master and a Good Disciple

Memories are indeed something that has no weight yet is incredibly heavy.

In Lu Qingyan's room, perhaps the weight of memories is the weight of this bookshelf; if it were discarded, it would be like losing a past that one doesn't want to forget.

Wei Tu turned around and looked at the beautiful woman.

When was she at her most touching?

It was definitely not the time for me to train my body for her, nor was it the time for her to be pinned down and submit to my will.

In her previous life, on that occasion, she came to the place where she was.

Then say it to yourself.