As for the last sentence Xia Ye said, it took Lu Yinxing a long time to react.
It wasn't until it was almost dinner time that she suddenly understood.
Then came another uncontrollable blush and heartbeat.
In the afternoon.
The two of them went to the back mountain to pay respects to the old gentleman.
The old gentleman was Lu Yinxing's mentor, and Lu Yinxing was his last, youngest disciple.
Lu Yinxing grew up by his side, so naturally, their bond was deep.
After all these years, Lu Yinxing could still recall that kind face in her memories.
Perhaps meeting the old gentleman was the luckiest thing in her life.
Xia Ye thought so too.
If not for the old gentleman back then, perhaps now he'd still be plagued by strange illnesses.
But the luckiest thing was meeting Lu Yinxing here.
At five years old, a beam of light illuminated his life.
After paying respects to the old gentleman.
The two walked hand in hand on the back mountain.
There hadn't been much change here.
