"Teacher...?" The weak legs seemed to fall at any time. Moving forward in a swaying manner, pacing in a trembling manner. Weak body. The voice was faint. Krisa's physical condition was very bad. She was too weak, so weak that she had trouble walking. She could only move her feet step by step with difficulty, slowly approaching Xu Xi with rapid breathing. The picture was silent, but it had a touching power. The witch proved one thing with her actions. In front of the true will. The sick body could not stop it at all.
The light fell on the girl, further illuminating her pale face without blood. She trembled, stretched out her slender five fingers, and placed them on the chair where Xu Xi was sitting. With this fulcrum, her walking pressure was greatly reduced, and she was able to walk to the front of Xu Xi. Then. Krisa saw the familiar face who was sleeping deeply at this moment because of excessive haggardness. "Teacher... it's okay..." She tilted her head and blinked. The truth of the matter was not the same as imagined. Xu Xi was not in trouble. He just fell asleep. Nothing else. "Great." The calm voice echoed in the air. In the chest, the accumulated sadness and worries also dissipated, and it returned to the empty posture of the past. What should I do next? Krisa was a little confused. After confirming that Xu Xi was okay, she suddenly didn't know what to do. Should she lie back on the stone slab and wait patiently for Xu Xi to wake up? Light and shadow go hand in hand. When light appears, shadow will follow closely, because once it leaves the range of light, shadow will become non-existent. So. When the light falls into silence, where should the shadow go? Regarding this question, Krisa didn't know how to answer. Her life, everything about her, had long been accustomed to staying by Xu Xi's side. The witch had no interest in anything else. However, with the witch's current physical condition, what could she do even if she was awake?
She even had difficulty taking care of herself. Not to mention other things. So, Krisa gave up those unrealistic ideas of helping with housework as usual. She stood quietly beside the sleeping Xu Xi with her hands crossed in front of her belly, leaning on the edge of the table, in a very quiet posture with a calm and indifferent face. The room was dim, the lights were dim, and the blurred and disillusioned light seemed to be a touch of the old days. Delicate and gentle, it enveloped the figures of the man and the girl. The former was asleep. The latter stood. This was the only thing the witch could do at this stage. At the same time, it was the only thing she wanted to do. Since the light was sleeping, the shadow would stay by her side until the light warmed the world again and provided the value of the shadow's existence. But—— How should I put it? This feeling is a little subtle and a little strange. "Teacher's face..." Krisa muttered to herself. She was not as tall as Xu Xi. Although she could see Xu Xi's whole face, she had never observed too many details. And now, Xu Xi was sleeping while sitting, and the standing girl happened to see his whole face. This was the first time she observed Xu Xi so closely. The witch saw his eyes that were swollen due to long-term reading of books. The witch saw his fingers that kept holding the pen even when he was sleeping. The witch saw his haggard face with overwork, pale lips and strong sense of fatigue. She saw it. She saw everything. She saw the passing of time at the temples and the trembling of breathing at the wings of the nose. She saw Xu Xi sleeping deeply and everything he had paid behind that deep sleep. Ah... Ah... So, is that so? The heavy mood seemed to penetrate Krisa's heart in an instant, causing her pupils to dilate slightly. Originally, the witch thought that if the light was silent, the shadow would lose its shelter.
But now. The facts told the witch. Even if the light was silent and the sun was extinguished for a short time, the residual warmth still penetrated into the heart, providing a way for the shadow to move forward. The witch didn't know what words and actions to use to be worthy of the blazing and warm light. Her heart gradually accumulated, her thoughts became more and more confused, and more and more impulses accumulated in her chest. The witch was too clumsy, she didn't know what to do at all. So. The witch did the best she could think of based on her understanding. She carefully stretched out her ten fingers, and with the gentlest movement possible, she slightly lifted Xu Xi's cheek, bent down, let her forehead touch her forehead, and let her nose touch her hair fell down, and a few strands slid across the man's face. "May you be well." Krisa Christina prayed softly. In the calm voice, there seemed to be a flash of various emotions, but the overly calm words made people wonder if it was an illusion. Sticking to, touching, feeling the temperature of the light. Time seemed to be stagnant. In just a few seconds, it seemed to have experienced extremely long changes, and countless unprecedented feelings burst out in the witch's heart. What exactly is it? Krisa felt guilty. She kept her forehead close to him, unwilling to give up the warmth and closeness, even though she knew that as a "personal property", she should not have such an encroachment. Suddenly. It seemed that Krisa's action disturbed the man's sleep. Xu Xi frowned slightly and uttered a muffled groan. The sound was very small, but it scared the 17-year-old witch to flee. "!!!!!!!" With her weak legs, the witch ran at a speed she had never run before. She climbed back onto the stone slab as if escaping. She grabbed the blanket that Xu Xi had prepared for her. She jumped in and hid in it. She curled up into a ball. Like a silkworm that had sealed itself off, she wrapped herself tightly, leaving no space, fearing that there would be no room for observation from the outside world. She trembled and moved slightly, which was very cute. Her heart was beating violently, bringing unprecedented tension.
The witch didn't know why she was so scared. Although she had overstepped her bounds, she simply touched her forehead, but she was so flustered. "Teacher?" She waited for a long time but nothing happened. She didn't even wait for the master's rebuke. Krisa carefully poked her head out and let her eyes emerge from the quilt. After she found Xu Xi was still sleeping, her nervous mood gradually calmed down and returned to the emptiness of the past. But. "It's so strange... so hot..." Krisa was confused and stroked her snow-white cheeks with her palms, and found that both sides of her cheeks were very hot. The witch suspected that she might have a fever. Is this the price for transgressing the master? The witch's knowledge increased. She felt that as long as she was not discovered by the master, this price was acceptable.