Habitual thing

  When did this title start from?

  Was it when I snatched them back from the clutches of the scoundrels, or was it that moment when I took them and fled overnight from that terrible hell?

  It's been so long that I can hardly remember when I first met Qingyang and Qingkong, the two brothers.

  When I found out, these two young men had already followed me closely, doing a great job as bodyguards.

  Although I never need bodyguards.

  Fragments of memories keep flooding back, but I'm at a loss and can't grasp anything.

  "It's been years since we last met, what have you all been up to these past few years?" I recall that for a very long time after our separation, I missed these two people like crazy. They always appeared at the times when I needed them most, and then left without a trace, waiting for the next opportunity when I would need them again.

  Suddenly missing two shadows around me, it feels very uncomfortable no matter what.

  Then there is a large blank space.

  Then I am no longer myself.

  Then I never saw them again.

  "Hmph, the old man actually brought us back to acknowledge our ancestors." The sky's disdainful cold hum sounded so sorrowful. I reached out and touched his fiery red hair, a habitual action that had never changed, until I heard the ear-piercing scream and realized what I had done.

  "Ah!!!! She! She!! She actually touched the head of the person under the clear sky pavilion!"

  "Damn woman!!!"

  I'm going to kill her!!!!!!!!!!

  ………?

  I almost forgot that a clear sky has a face of a national calamity.

  I've done something again that makes me want to bang my head against the wall!

  The clear sky suddenly swept a glance at the screaming flower fans, and the classroom immediately returned to calm.