"Ah? You're not Qingcheng!" I hurriedly shoved him away. Of course, afraid I might use too much force, I didn't let go of the hand supporting his shoulder. Thus, I also saw the old man's smiling face!
The old man had a head of white hair, and his beard hung down to his chest. That was why I had immediately sensed the change just now. Of course, he wasn't tall either, only about the same height as Qingcheng. His appearance was kind and amiable. I didn't know whether I possessed some control over my dreams or what, but he felt like the sort of Taoist who wasn't stern.
"You know that, yet you still haven't let go? Do you want to give this old man another hug?" The old man winked at me. I hurriedly released him. "Who exactly are you? Why did you disguise yourself as the person I was thinking about?"
"What do you mean, disguise myself as the person you were thinking about? I was giving a sermon here all along. I never imagined someone would suddenly hug me. Wow, boy, you're a lecherous demon, aren't you? I've never seen anyone come here and fail to respectfully thank me, yet hug me first instead. Right, speaking of which, did you just secretly kiss this old man on the cheek?" The old man quirked his brows and rubbed his cheek.
My stomach churned, and I hurriedly retched several times. The old man immediately burst out laughing and reached over to pat my shoulder. "Yitian, I'm right here."
My face lit up with delight. That was clearly Qingcheng's voice. But when I turned my head and looked, I was once again left speechless. Wasn't this still that old man?!
"Haha, take it slowly. No need to rush." The old