Unexpectedly, today I heard those familiar words and felt that long-lost warmth.
His hand is very warm.
Just like Master's warmth.
However, the difference is that Master's warmth is for all his disciples. Master would hold the hands of senior brothers and sisters, as well as junior brothers and sisters. When he holds her hand, he would still hold another disciple's hand with his other hand.
But the warmth in Su Yunling's palm, at this moment, belongs to her alone.
Gu Zhiqi placed her hand in Su Yunling's, her eyes feeling slightly sore.
She did not know if it was because she remembered her Master or for some other reason.
She lowered her eyes slightly and quietly tightened her grip on Su Yunling's hand, slowly walking forward.
Feeling the force coming from the hand, Su Yunling lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at it, and his lips unconsciously curved into a smile.
Originally, he just wanted to see if he could hold the child's hand.
