Star Rail Simulation, but surrounded by characters.

"I remember that my relationship with my master was not that deep?"

The other fortune tellers looked at each other first.

Then everyone looked at the pink petite figure: "Ah?"

[Hua Huo: Happy. ]

[Xing: Other fortune tellers: Ah? ? ? Are you kidding? ]

The fortune tellers all laughed.

They probably thought Fu Xuan was joking or embarrassed.

One fortune teller said: "Fu Xuan, you know best what your relationship with Su Taibu is."

[Xi Er: (complaining) I think she is the one who knows the least! 】

Several other fortune tellers also said: "But in our opinion, your relationship is indeed very good."

"Well, an interesting scene at that time was when Fu Xuan called Master Su Qing, he called him Master in a very intimate way. We often smiled and looked sideways when we heard it."

"I also remember that one day when I went to Taibu Pavilion, I happened to see Fu Xuan sitting at the desk, holding a book and reading it seriously for Su Taibu. The scene seemed to be harmonious between the master and the apprentice, and the relationship seemed to be very good."

Everyone was talking and laughing, reminiscing.

Fu Xuan was listening in a daze.

Other people's views, which were different from her own impressions, seemed to be washing Fu Xuan's memory, making her a little shaken, and also slightly recalling some emotions buried deep in her heart...

Seeing Fu Xuan's stunned reaction, other people in Taibu Division gradually realized it.

Fu Xuan didn't seem to be joking, but, did he really think so?

Several fortune tellers with high emotional intelligence began to smooth things over: "Ah, that's normal. There are often differences between one's own views and those of others."

"Plus, Fu Xuan has only been in the Taibu Division for six or seven years. Maybe time went by too fast and he didn't leave much impression."

"Five years." The old fortune teller shook his head, "Lord Su Qing has been in charge of the Taibu Division for more than a hundred years, and the time he taught Fu Xuan was only five years at most."

Hearing some key words.

Fu Xuan fell into silence.

Five years and a hundred years.

Yes, it was indeed too fast...

The former was a blink of an eye. Even the latter, in her opinion at the time, was just a rush and passed quickly...

[March 7: Hey, Su Qing should have accepted Fu Xuan as a disciple as soon as he succeeded the Taibu Division? And then taught for five years. ]

[March 7: Plus, a fortune teller said that Su Qing was in charge of the Taibu Division for more than a hundred years. The opening is thirty years after Su Qing's death. ]

[March Seven: So, for Fu Xuan, who was on a business trip to Yuque at this time, the time he spent as a disciple with Su Qing was already one hundred and thirty years ago? ? ]

[Black Swan: Yes, Xiao Sanyue's calculation was correct. ]

[Silver Wolf: Huh? One hundred and thirty years? ?]

[Silver Wolf: If it's been so long, Fu Xuan can't remember some things, and it seems to have suddenly become a little more reasonable. ]

[Star: ... But from another perspective, Fu Xuan didn't realize that she had a good relationship with her master at this time. Her reaction arc seemed to have become longer. ]

[Xi'er: A reaction arc of more than a hundred years, right! ]

[March Seven: There is another question. Su Qing has been in charge of the Taibu Division for more than a hundred years, so why did he only teach Fu Xuan for five years? What about the next hundred years? ]

[Star: Good question! I want to ask too! ]

[Fu Xuan: ...]

[Fu Xuan didn't want to post comments at this time. ]

[She felt some complicated emotions, and fell into silence like herself in the live broadcast. 】

We talked about the topic of master and apprentice for a while.

Finally, we turned to the exchange of divination.

Fu Xuan, who had been silent just now, was alert again and focused on talking about his latest experience.

The other diviners looked at each other again.

For so many years.

Fu Xuan's focus on divination, immersion in learning and work has not changed at all.

[March Seven: Oh. ]

[March Seven: In addition to the immortal seed, I feel that this is also one of the reasons why Fu Xuan is a little slow in external things and feelings...]

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After returning from Yuque Taibusi, while official duties have made progress, there are also more tasks.

Fu Xuan assigned Qingque the corresponding tasks.

Although Qingque was not interested in the work as usual, he did not refuse at all and agreed directly.

This surprised Fu Xuan and made him look at him with a new eye.

[Qingque: ? ? ? , why do I have a bad feeling? After this business trip, I won’t really get a promotion and a raise, right…?】

[Bronya: It’s a good thing for others, but it’s a big bad thing for Qingque. ?】

The time came to that night.

After Fu Xuan completed her task, she took a short break and went out for a walk.

As she walked, she unconsciously came to the place where she first met her master.

Fu Xuan sat down on the seat in the corridor, propped up her little face, and looked at the scenery in the courtyard.

This was the second time since returning to Yuque.

The first time, her mother told her some things that she didn’t know when she became a disciple.

The second time, she went to Yuque Taibusi, and her colleagues’ impressions were different from hers.

Some unknown facts, some different perspectives.

This made Fu Xuan feel a little difficult to calm down.

Perhaps it was only when she was working just now that she could concentrate and not let her mood affect herself...

"Master Taibu? What are you doing sitting here alone?"

After dinner, Qingque strolled here and saw Fu Xuan holding his chin in a daze, so he asked.

Qingque then said: "Of course, I am not fishing! I only came out for a walk after the work was completed!"

"...It's nothing. Let's not talk about work for now." Looking at the courtyard, Fu Xuan was in a low mood.

Qingque was immediately shocked: "Huh? Let's not talk about work first? Master Taibu, you don't even talk about work? You won't... won't be sick, will you!!!?"

Fu Xuan was originally feeling a little melancholy, but now he laughed out of anger.

Fu Xuan rolled his eyes at Qingque: "What image do I have in your heart?"

"hey-hey……"

Qingque laughed twice, wisely not telling the truth. Instead, he sat down next to him and changed the subject, "I see that you didn't eat much at night. Are you feeling unwell?"

"Not really."

The cool breeze blew through my hair at night.

Fu Xuan sat on his seat, holding his chin: "I rarely get sick, and I don't have any memories of getting sick."

She recalled: "The only time that was more profound was probably when I was studying in Taibusi and I worked too hard for a while. At that time, my mother came to visit me specially and took care of me all night."

After thinking for a while, Fu Xuan said again: "Hmm... No, I vaguely remember that my mother just came here in the morning?"

Qingque asked: "What kind of situation is it?"

Fu Xuan thought again. It had been a long time, and he was ill at that time, so his memory was a little blurry.

"Forget it, I can't remember clearly." Although he didn't want to understand, Fu Xuan thought it didn't matter and planned to end the topic directly.

"Oh! Wait!"

Qingque was keenly aware of the anomaly: "You said your mother only arrived in the morning, but you also said someone stayed with you all night?"

Qingque vowed: "Master Taibu, I think there must be something fishy in this!"

Fu Xuan was speechless: "Qingque, you are always interested in such small talk. If you had even a fraction of this motivation at work, I would have let you..."

"Stop it!" Qing Que quickly stopped him, "Didn't you say we won't talk about work today! Why are you starting it again!"

"...That's all." Fu Xuan stopped.

Qingque continued: "I think there is actually a story here. Maybe the person accompanying you is actually your master?"

Fu Xuan shook his head: "That's not right. My relationship with Master is average, and Taibu has many official duties. How could he have time to take care of me all night?"

[Xing: Let’s leave this “normal” aside, right? 】

[Liu Ying: For Little Silver Wolf, this is called tough talk, but for Fu Xuan, should it be called slowness or long reflex arc? ? 】

Because Qingque is really curious, and Fu Xuan himself can't remember clearly.

So Fu Xuan used divination to deduce the past.

"Ah, yes. Qingque, you are right."

Seeing the results of the divination, Fu Xuan gradually had an impression: "It seems that the person who accompanied me at that time was really the master?"

When Qingque heard this, he was happy: "Okay! Is there another story to listen to?"

"Um...okay."

It just so happened that I also took the opportunity to recall some things at that time.

The astrological chart in front of him was circulating. Fu Xuan stared at a few stars for a while, then turned it off and began his narration:

"I still remember that there were a lot of things happening at the same time and I was very busy. I worked too hard for a while..."

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In Fu Xuan's room.

Fu Xuan was lying on the bed, his cheeks were red, his breathing was obvious, and he looked sick at first glance.

It's getting late.

After Su Qing took care of her for a while, she told her to have a good rest and planned to leave.

But as soon as Su Qing stood up, he felt his clothes being pulled and turned around.

I saw a slender white arm stretching out from the quilt and grabbing the corner of his clothes.

Fu Xuan huddled under the quilt, covering the lower half of his face, revealing only a pair of watery, beautiful eyes.

She held the corner of Su Qing's clothes and said weakly and reluctantly: "Master - don't leave, please stay with me..."

[March 7: Wow! ! 】

[Qingque: (Super invincible shocked) Shocked! ! ! 】

[Kafka:? ? ? ? ? 】

[Kafka: @福兴, what’s the matter with you? Just take a good rest when you're sick. Why are you so clingy? ? 】

[Hanabi: Le, before we started, I never thought that Kafka would be the most anxious person in this simulation. 】

[Bronya: Haha, after watching these two plots, why do you feel that Fu Xuan is more coquettish than Kafka? ?]

[Himeko: When Kafka was a child, he wasn’t very good at acting like a spoiled child, right? She was relatively empty emotionally at that time. 】

[Himeko: Although Fu Xuan is serious and hard-working, after all, she is still in her teenage years, so she can often show her delicate and cute side. 】

[Himeko: In terms of coquettishness, I judge that Kafka completely failed. 】

[Kafka:? , @吉子, what do you mean? ? ?]