"Senior Brother Xiang, I always mess up this set of Healing Talismans. Can you help me see where I went wrong?"
"Sure, Junior Brother, let me take a look."
"Senior Brother Xiang, could you lend me some rock ink?"
"Here, take it."
"Junior Brother You, are you still using this paper?"
"Take it, Senior Brother Xiang. What's mine is yours."
Jia Xitong noticed her apprentices were being uncharacteristically brotherly today.
From class till now, they were practically on the verge of kissing, even more affectionate than she was with her own partner.
After class
Shang Yanting came to pick her up and saw Jia Xitong from afar with a face full of syrupy sweetness.
"What's up?" he asked.
Jia Xitong: "I find Gao Xiang and the others strange today."
Shang Yanting: "In what way?"
Jia Xitong: "Strangely good?"
Shang Yanting: ...
He looked into the distance, not inclined to engage in this mysterious talk.
Just because he wouldn't engage didn't mean Jia Xitong wouldn't speak.
