The early morning sunlight shines into the room through the window lattice. Ye Ruilin is sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breathing. The black water vapor lingering on his fingertips is swimming like a living creature.
Suddenly, a gentle knock on the door interrupted his practice.
"Young Master, the owner of the family has received a letter."
Old Wu's voice sounded outside the door, with a hint of smile in his tone.
Ye Ruilin opened his eyes, and the blue-black light flowing in his pupils slowly disappeared.
He took the letter stamped with silver leaf patterns, gently touched the family crest with his slender fingers, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
I haven't seen anything familiar like this for a long time after going out for three years.
"The old man also knows how to write to me."
He whispered to himself, warmth appearing in his eyes.
Don't tell me, I really miss my old man and my mother a little, and I don't know how they are doing now.
After opening the envelope, the first sentence made Ye Ruilin couldn't help laughing.
"You brat, your wings are stiff, right? You haven't been home for three years!"
At first glance, I saw that it was written by my mother, and the words at the back were even more precise, angrily scolding him for being crazy.
It wasn't until the end that a few rows of words written by the old man appeared.
"It's time to go back, your mother is impatient to wait."
Seeing this, Ye Ruilin couldn't bear it anymore, with a smile in his eyes, he raised his head and looked at Old Wu.
"Old Wu, get ready and set off in three days."
"Yes, Young Master."
Seeing that Young Master was finally willing to go home, Old Wu was extremely happy in his heart.
Although I lived well at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it was still not as good as my own home.
Old Wu bowed and retreated, but when he turned around, he paused slightly and was stopped by Ye Ruilin.
"Right."
"Hongjun, let him pack his things together. After all, he is also my Ye Family."
Ye Ruilin walked to the window and his eyes fell on the red-haired boy sweating profusely on the training ground in the distance.
"Since this kid wants to join me Ye Family, it's time to take him back to the Ye Family to have a look."
Ning Rongrong and the others soon learned the news that Ye Ruilin was about to return home.
While I was eating, the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Brother Ye!"
Ning Rongrong rushed in like a gust of wind, her pale pink skirt flying with her movements.
She put her hands on her hips and stared angrily at her almond-shaped eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were going home? If I hadn't listened to that big mouth Ma Hongjun, I would have been kept in the dark!"
Ye Ruilin raised his eyebrows and glanced at her cheeks that were slightly red from running.
"Don't you know now?"
"Can this be the same?"
Ning Rongrong stamped his feet, the toes of his shoes making a crisp sound on the floor.
"I'm your best friend!"
"I should be the first to know."
He snorted coldly, then took a few steps closer, suddenly grabbed Ye Ruilin's sleeve and shook it gently, his voice immediately softened.
"Take me there, I want to go too Ye Family, I promise not to cause any trouble to you."
Old Wu coughed lightly.
"Miss Ning, Ye Family's ancestral teachings... Outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission."
"Ah?"
Ning Rongrong let go of his hand and his face immediately fell.
Looking at Ye Ruilin, he rolled his eyes and suddenly showed a sly smile.
"Well, if I don't go as Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I can just pretend to be... Ye Ruilin's personal maid, right?"
"Nonsense."
Ye Ruilin flicked her forehead with his finger.
"My majestic Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect little princess, will you be my maid?"
"Your father is afraid he will come to your door with Sword Douluo if he finds out."
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Ning Rongrong covered his forehead, his eye circles suddenly turned red.
"It will take at least a few months for you to leave. I..."
Her voice gradually dropped, and her toes unconsciously drew circles on the ground.
At this time, a cold voice came from outside the door.
"Rongrong, don't be willful."
Dugu Yan leaned against the door frame, a complex emotion flashing through his green eyes.
Obviously, she also heard about Ye Ruilin's upcoming return home.
Today, she rarely tied up her long hair, letting it hang down on her shoulders, making her skin tone fairer.
"Yanzi sister..."
Ning Rongrong flattened his mouth in embarrassment.
Dugu Yan walked into the room slowly, his fingertips gently brushing the sachet hanging on his waist.
It was given to her by Ye Ruilin three months ago. It contained some medicinal herbs and exuded a light fragrance.
"Ye Family has strict rules. If you go there, it will make things difficult for him."
As she spoke, her eyes swept over Ye Ruilin's profile without leaving any trace.
Ning Rongrong suddenly felt like a deflated ball.
"But..."
"Okay."
Ye Ruilin took out a crystal clear crystal pendant from the storage ring and hung it gently on Ning Rongrong's neck.
"Wearing it, you can communicate with me at any time."
"Really?"
Ning Rongrong immediately burst into laughter and couldn't put it down, playing with the pendant.
"That's pretty much it!"
Dugu Yan's fingers tightened slightly, and the ribbon of the sachet made several red marks on her palms.
She turned away and pretended to be interested in the scenery outside the window.
"Be careful on the road."
Ye Ruilin nodded, took out a jade box from his arms and handed it to her.
"This is for you so you can contact me through it."
Now Ye Ruilin, there is no shortage of these Soul Tool.
The two people's fingertips briefly touched when the jade box was handed over. Dugu Yan quickly retracted his hand as if he had been burned, and an imperceptible blush appeared on the tips of his ears.
"Thank you..."
Three days later.
Parked at the gate of the college was a carriage that was all black and green. The four horses pulling the carriage were as dark as ink, with only a little silver star on their foreheads.
"Boss! This is too grand!" Ma Hongjun circled around the carriage, dancing with excitement.
Ye Ruilin smiled but did not answer, his eyes scanning the crowd seeing him off.
Ning Rongrong specially put on a brand new goose-yellow dress today, with a shiny crystal hairpin in her hair, looking like a proud little peacock.
"Remember to send me a message every day!"
She waved her handkerchief in a clear voice.
"If you dare to forget, I will ask Grandpa Jian to settle the score with you!"
"Got it."
Ye Ruilin chuckled.
When he actually walked into the carriage, Ning Rongrong's eyes were also a little red.
"Brother Ye, come back soon..."
The little girl's voice was small, and she was obviously reluctant to give up.
"Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as I go. It won't take long."
Ye Ruilin turned around and smiled at the two of them.
Dugu Yan stood on one side and looked at the carriage calmly.
Over the years, her temperament has become more and more deserted, but only she knows how reluctant she is to face Ye Ruilin's departure.
He subconsciously stroked the sachet until his nose smelled the familiar faint herbal scent, and he slowly calmed down.
Old Wu glanced at the people seeing him off, then flicked the horse rope, and the carriage set off immediately.
When the sound of horse hooves in his ears completely disappeared, Ning Rongrong reluctantly looked back.
At this time, the little girl was as listless as an eggplant beaten by frost.
"Okay, practice hard and give him a surprise when he comes back."
Dugu Yan looked at Ning Rongrong and comforted him softly.
Ning Rongrong looked up at her and nodded.