On the first day of teaching, I strayed into the mountain fog and shouted to the "god" in the village: "Girl."
From then on, I became the only one who could get close to him.
They regarded him as a taboo, respected him as a god, and called him "Chen Yue".
Only I was allowed to knock on the door of that lonely building day after day.
I taught him how to read, how to write letters, and everything about the human world.
He always lowered his eyes like cold stars and said lightly: "Boring."
Until a fire burned through the night and engulfed my residence.
The boy who was taught to "never step out" tore up all the taboos for me.
The hot embrace imprisoned me, and a hoarse voice fell in my ears:
"Yi Qinglin, you promised... To be my teacher forever."
Later I realized that the suppressed feeling in his eyes was no longer the feeling of master and disciple.
Later, he trapped me in his arms, his breath was hot, but his movements were extremely jerky:
"You teach me to read... You can't just teach me to read."
"After all, we are considered partners,"
"There is always only life and death, no separation."
——I wanted to warm that lonely little moon.
In the end, he dragged us into an eternal journey between the moon that only belonged to the two of us.
Character
Lonely, abstinent Miaojiang gods attack × Gentle and firm teacher with "little temper" suffers
(Chenyue × Yi Qinglin | 6 years old)
Reading Guide
Qiangqiang | Next year | Redemption | Soft spot | Overlooking Miao territory | Shuangjie
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