Gu Shengyin calculated the days and realized Cheng Lingyu had just turned seventeen, so there was still a year left until her eighteenth birthday awakening.
A year was enough ti for her to do many things.
There was no distinction between spring, sumr, autumn, and winter on the Xuantian Tower; the temperature remained constantly comfortable because the Great High Priest had personally arranged a perpetual temperature formation for his young disciple’s happiness.
That night, he received a ssage from his young disciple.
"Teacher, co to the Observatory Platform behind the great hall."
He heard the excitent and anticipation in Linyin’s tone, and his heart paused for a mont.
With a flash, he appeared by Gu Shengyin’s side.
"What’s this?" He looked at the things in front of him, puzzled for a mont.
A square table with four corners was laid out before him, with a few dishes arranged attractively on it; one bowl was covered, hiding its contents.
"Teacher, did you forget? You told earlier what day it is today." Gu Shengyin smiled at him.
Today? The Great High Priest calculated the day’s date and looked at Gu Shengyin with warm eyes: "It’s thoughtful of you to rember."
Gu Shengyin tilted her head and smiled: "Teacher, open it quickly." She pointed to the covered bowl.
The Great High Priest lifted the lid in one swift motion, releasing a rich aroma.
It was a bowl of noodles, the thin strands like silver threads; the broth was unclear how it was made, appearing like plain water noodles, yet the fragrance was unmistakable.
Gu Shengyin said, "This is the longevity noodles I made for you, Teacher. I heard that common folks eat these on their birthdays to symbolize long life, health, and prosperity."
She added shyly, "I know you don’t lack these things, but I didn’t know what else..."
A hand gently touched the top of her head.
The Great High Priest softly ruffled her hair, as if comforting her: "No, Linyin, I am very pleased."
It felt as if sothing warm flowed in his chest, never had anyone done sothing like this for him.
Although he never cared for these things, at this mont, the heartfelt gesture from his young disciple brought unexpected joy to his long-cold heart.
Gu Shengyin pulled down the hand resting on her head, urging him to sit down.
She smiled at him: "Teacher, eat quickly before it gets cold."
The Great High Priest picked up the chopsticks and began to twirl a strand of noodle.
"Oh right! This whole bowl is made from one single noodle, Teacher, you can’t bite it off; you have to eat it all in one go."
Seeing the eager look on his young disciple’s face, the Great High Priest couldn’t help but smile: "Alright."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and began to eat, bit by bit.
Gu Shengyin was montarily dazzled by his smile.
Not just her; even in Cheng Linyin’s mory, she had never seen her teacher smile before.
The moon was full tonight, and the Xuantian Tower stood high.
Sitting at the highest Observatory Platform of the Xuantian Tower, the enormous moon seed reachable.
Gu Shengyin recalled the fleeting smile of the Great High Priest; the moon behind him rely served as his backdrop.
A gentleman, as precious as a polished gem.
Her heart throbbed heavily, and she quickly raised her glass to drink, trying to mask her earlier slip.
Such a perfect and powerful man, being her lover, made it incredibly hard to suppress the restless thoughts.
The portion of noodles wasn’t large; the Great High Priest finished it and raised his head.
He hadn’t eaten ordinary grains for many years, yet he couldn’t deny that the noodles tasted quite good.
Linyin hadn’t spoken a word; if not sensing her presence, the Great High Priest might have thought she had left.
Raising his head, he found himself sowhat amused and helpless.
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