In the little courtyard, Li Junzi finished watering the vegetable patch, washed her hands, and went inside.
At the desk, Lin Luoyu stared at her book, seeing nothing around her.
Li Junzi watched her for a moment, then suddenly called out, "Your soul's wandered beyond the heavens!"
Lin Luoyu jolted and looked at Li Junzi.
Li Junzi picked up the teapot and poured a cup of water. "Rest if you're tired, or go out for a walk. The books will still be here."
Lin Luoyu pressed her lips together and murmured, "Teacher..."
"Hmm?" Li Junzi looked over in puzzlement.
Head lowered, Lin Luoyu gently ran her fingers over the book before her. "You've already done enough, Teacher. You can go to Junzi Mountain now."
Understanding dawned on Li Junzi's face, and she nodded. "So Luoyu's starting to find her teacher annoying."
"I'm not." Lin Luoyu raised her head.
Li Junzi wore a gentle smile. "Hmph, I don't believe you."
This time, Lin Luoyu neither argued nor spoke. She simply sat rather silently in her chair.
No one owed anyone their sacrifices. After reading books, she understood more.
But the more she understood, the more things there were to make her sad.
It wasn't like before, when she could like Li Junzi without restraint, freely hate those villagers, and keep secretly cursing them behind their backs.
The books said these all seemed to be little things, especially along the long road of life.
But Lin Luoyu didn't think so, though she dared not dispute what the books said.
Those words had been written by very, very remarkable people. Lin Luoyu couldn't compare to them.
Just as now, Lin Luoyu didn't want Li Junzi to leave, and selfishly wanted to pretend she had heard nothing.
But she had read books. She understood