Cherry blossoms and human faces become a broken dream, embroidered letters and fish missives fall into old traces.
A thread of love is hard to break, as the setting sun dims, the Supreme Pontiff sighs in sorrow.
A black arrow had already pierced the clouds, blooming above the cherry blossom forest.
Gui Mei, who was waiting for orders at the Spirit Hall's branch temple, was instantly startled awake and immediately rushed to the entrance of Heart of Fire Academy at the fastest speed to greet her. Seeing the Supreme Pontiff walk out from the cherry blossom path, he cupped his hands and said,
"Greetings, Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong."
"Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, you… you look very weak."
"What exactly happened to you in Heart of Fire Academy? Is Heart of Fire Academy still unwilling to accept us? Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, do you need to dispatch troops?"
Gui Mei raised his head slightly, his spiritual sense carefully scanning her condition, and his expression changed slightly. Her aura was stable, but her vitality was clearly depleted, as if she had gone through an exhausting transformation rather than a battle.
"No need. From now on, the Spirit Masters within the Palace should try not to disturb the tranquility of this place. Give Teacher Xin a good teaching environment."
Bibi Dong looked back at the magnificent cherry blossom scenery, coughed softly, her eyes filled with loss and regret.
Her voice was calm, but there was a subtle finality in it—like someone drawing a line not out of anger, but out of acceptance.
"In my life, I have met the wrong people."
She paused slightly.
"Although Teacher Xin was different from others… I did not feel that he wronged me in any way."
Her gaze lowered slightly.
"However, for a woman facing the person she loves, such coldness naturally leads to disappointment."
"Let's go back."
Bibi Dong sighed softly, just as her feet were about to step out of Heart of Fire Academy's threshold.
A clear voice came from behind her, making her body tremble:
"In autumn, one listens to flower whispers, no longer the time of spring cherry blossoms."
The words were calm, yet carried a faint trace of fatigue, as if even speaking required effort.
"Teacher Dong, didn't we agree that you would stay in Heart of Fire as an auxiliary teacher afterwards? Could it be that your mood has changed after only a few days? Cough, cough."
The faint coughing sound pierced through the air more than any force could.
"I, I… I thought you…"
Bibi Dong's composure shattered instantly. She turned around abruptly, her heart tightening.
"Teacher Xin, what's wrong with you?"
There, beneath the drifting cherry blossoms, stood Xin.
His figure was still upright, still elegant, still carrying that almost otherworldly presence—but his face was pale, his breath slightly unstable, and the faint cough between his words betrayed a rare weakness.
Even so, his eyes remained calm.
But that calmness only made Bibi Dong more unsettled.
In surprise, Bibi Dong rushed over, her jade hands supporting Xin's wrist, taking his pulse, and nervously asked:
"Teacher Xin, are you injured? Was it… was it when I hurt you?"
Her voice trembled for the first time in front of him.
"You haven't shown yourself these past few days because Teacher Xin was healing? Was it… was it me who misunderstood Teacher Xin…?"
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