Eye of the Eternal Night

When Matchmaker pulls back the thread

Star Soul looked at the child playing the zither in the bamboo grove and played the last glissando at the same time as him, even the arc of his hand's rise was about the same. The sound lingered in the bamboo house. He turned back with a smile, and a tear was still lingering on the cheek of Mr. Beauty.

He went over, reached out his finger to wipe away the tear, and then stroked her long, cloud-like hair, his little finger brushing past her pearl earlobe intentionally or unintentionally.

"Little brat!" Cheng Dieyi scolded, sat up, and a flush of shock spread across her face.

The Star soul was very satisfied with his teasing. With his eyes wide open, he looked at her innocently and praised: "Sir, you are so beautiful. Master Qingyi has always said that if you had a white jade hairpin to hold up your black hair, you would be so stunning!"

Cheng Dieyi's face darkened and she reached out to take the hairpin off: "Did your master ask you to send it?" He pretended to throw it away.

"I went to the market and saw the master staring at this hairpin and was too embarrassed to buy it. The apprentice should always think for the master. I bought it with my own money. How could the master refuse Star Soul's filial piety?"

Cheng Dieyi pointed to the forehead of the star soul and said with a smile, "If it were a gift from your master, of course I would throw it away." But Little Star's good intentions will surely be cherished."

The Star Spirit was overjoyed and took the opportunity to give Mr. Beauty a loud kiss. Before she could get angry, he had already jumped a few steps and clapped his hands, saying, "Master Qingyi is right, Mr. Beauty's face is white and smooth!"

Anger spread from the beautiful face, and there was already anger in her eyes. "The Green Robe is too much!"

'Is Sir Angry? Master Tsing Yi never said that, he... He only said that the most elegant person of the master was that the Star soul wanted to kiss him." His mouth was slightly flattened as he spoke, and his expression was extremely aggrieved.

"All right, you child!" Her heart softened and she reached out to embrace the Star Soul.

A faint fragrance came from Mr. Beauty, and Star Soul took a deep breath, intoxicated by it. How pleasant it is to have beauty in your heart, alas... He sighed, raised his head and said with a smile, "Sir, you haven't returned my gift yet."

"What do you want?"

"Sir, how about you draw a self-portrait for the Star Soul? I'll take it out when I think of you. It's better to watch you practice your skills than to Master Qingyi!"

Cheng Dieyi readily agreed.

Star Soul quickly laid out the paper, ground it, washed the pen and mixed the color to serve.

Before long, an ancient and virtuous woman of excellent character appeared at the tip of the pen. Cheng Dieyi put down the pen contentedly, appreciated it and said with a smile, "Take it!" But only you can see it. Your master Qingyi has seen it. I won't agree."

The Star Soul nodded. With a turn of his eyes, he said, "Would it be good for Star Soul to write a poem for Sir?"

Cheng Dieyi thought of the line "Die under the peony flower", and she had never seen him write a poem before, so she was very interested.

The Star Soul thought for a moment and recited, "The beauty rolls up the pearl curtain, sitting deeply with furrowed eyebrows." But seeing the wet tear stains, I don't know who I hate."

Cheng Dieyi was stunned and murmured a few times, a trace of grievance flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"Are you okay? Sir? The Star Spirit looked at her expectantly.

"All right." Mr. Beauty replied with a long sigh.

"Sir, why don't you write it on the painting?" "Encouraged the Star Soul. Recalling the time when Fong Sai Yuk's father was fooling Fong Sai Yuk's mother, he thought that there were so many regrets in this life that he could only do something he didn't do in his previous life to balance his mind.

Cheng Dieyi casually wrote down on the painting.

Star Soul quickly took another note: "Good drawing, good handwriting!" Thank you, Sir."

"Little star, that's it for today. I'm tired. You go back." Cheng Dieyi seemed to be touched by something and wanted to be alone.

Having achieved his goal, the Star Soul took the painting and left, and ran back to the stone chamber as fast as she could.

The man in the green robe was wondering why he left school so early. The star Soul had embellished the description and then solemnly handed the painting to the master in the green robe: "The beauty said, please don't let you see it. This woman, if you say no, you want it. Master, please don't let Mr. Beauty down!"

The man in the green robe was stunned for a moment and asked, "The butterfly robe has always had higher eyes than the top..."

Star Soul smiled even more sweetly: "Master, just look at this painting and you'll understand. Mr. Beauty, living alone in the valley, will surely be lonely. If she had no intention, how could she have been so kind to me? This is called Aiwuzhi House. By the way, you know Mr. Beauty's temper, you mustn't ask her, she will surely be annoyed. Also, Master Beauty gave this painting, and I gave her the jade hairpin, saying... It was your kindness, Master."

The Tsing Yi was astonished: "This... How could this be my intention?"

The Star Soul gave him a disdainful look in the darkness, his tone tinged with a hint of terror: "That's not what Master meant? What should I do then? I'll go to Mr. Beauty and say it's not the master's intention. I also thought that Mr. Beauty was more eager than I was to see the Star Soul go to school every day... Alas, what should I do if Mr. Beauty misunderstands wearing that hairpin all day long... Master, please don't give me up! Mr. Beauty is going to beat the board!"

'Nonsense! It's time for you to go out and practice." The man in green scolded him with a stern face.

With a crisp sound, the Star Soul slipped out of the stone chamber like a rabbit and couldn't help laughing. He guessed that the master in green robes couldn't wait to push him away and look at the painting and the poem, lost in his own revely. He would not stay in the valley for long, and the practice would be boring, and learning the poor boy in purple would be even more boring. For three months, he had not found a chance to say a word to the boy alone, which was a bit suffocating to the star Soul.

Star Soul has guessed the identity of this boy more than once and also really wants to play with him for a while. He has a bunch of stories to tell him. The people of the Valley would tell him what they wanted him to do, but the Star Soul was eager to get closer to the truth from other sources.

The current situation is like having a dish placed in front of him, only telling him how delicious it is, but not allowing him to use his chopsticks. A pie drawn by imagination is never as comfortable as eating it in the mouth. He detests such things that kill his brain cells. He also hated the green-clad master and the beauty who knew the truth but did not tell him. The consequence was that he decided to act as a matchmaker and make them happy.

Two days later, when the green-clad master came to pick up the Soul from school, his eyes couldn't help but glance into the beauty's hair. The soul said goodbye to the beauty solemnly, and his eyes saw what he wanted to see with a sly look. Master Qingyi's gaze passed through the white jade hairpin and looked deep into the bamboo grove. Master Beauty lowered her head slightly and gathered the silk on her arm.

That night, the Star Soul discovered that Master Qingyi had quietly left the stone chamber alone.

After a while, he came out of the stone chamber with a sly smile and walked slowly towards Mr. Beauty's bamboo house. From a distance, he heard the sound of a flute outside Mr. Beauty's bamboo house. The star soul returned to the stone chamber to sleep with satisfaction, shaking its head and sighing, the master in the green robe played the flute so poorly and dared to show the treasure, the power of love is truly great!

Just as he was about to do it again, his good mood was ruined. Master Qingyi said that the divine doctor in the valley, Huihun, was interested in his face and wanted to do some beauty treatment for him.