Nie Li walked forward despite himself, his mind filled entirely with memories of his previous life.
Before he knew it, he had reached the door.
He wanted to knock, but the timidity in his heart made him raise his hand and lower it, then raise it and lower it again.
"Come in."
Great. Now I can't even turn around and leave.
He pushed the wooden door open with both hands. Ying Yueru sat quietly on the floor, with a tea table before her bearing a teapot and several cups.
Looking at Nie Li, she wore that same serene smile and invited him to sit.
She personally poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him. Ying Yueru told him not to ask questions about anything she said. Whatever Nie Li did not know, she would not reveal even if he asked; whatever he already knew, she would tell him in full without being asked.
Nie Li propped his chin on his hand and asked with a smile what Sister Ying ought to tell him.
Ying Yueru unceremoniously rapped him on the forehead with a knuckle. Well, well! This wayward disciple actually called his master "Sister." What utter disrespect for his master and her teachings!
Nie Li's expression changed. She knew! She actually knew everything!
That familiar feeling had returned.
Because of his rebirth, there were many things he could never tell anyone else, and some anguish had lingered in his heart.
But now his master knew everything. Here, he could let down all his defenses and once again become that hopeless, wayward disciple his master scolded.
Great drops of tears spilled from his eyes. He immediately kowtowed to Ying Yueru, paying his respects.
Ying Yueru knew he was wondering how she could know all this. Such was the