Lan Zhi continued to exclaim, "Since the scroll can teach people to read, there won't be any illiterate people in the whole continent!" Xing Zhi kept smiling. You're the only illiterate one! Lan Zhi had no idea that the powerful Lord of the Star Spirits was secretly making fun of her in his heart at this moment. She happily thanked Xing Zhi and then, like a light little bird, hummed a song as she went back to the place where she lived. She could study by herself now! Xing Zhi watched her back, with an inscrutable look in his eyes. After a while, he suddenly said, "Scroll Scroll." The Star Spirit Scroll reflexively responded, "Yes, sir!" Only after answering did it realize that its master had also called it Scroll Scroll! Xing Zhi ignored what it was thinking and said in a soft and quiet tone, "Why is she so easily satisfied?" The Star Spirit Scroll guessed, "Perhaps it's because she has got so little?" Xing Zhi didn't comment: "Is that so?" Lan Zhi began to study behind closed doors. In the blink of an eye, in the huge Spring Warm Hall, only Lan Zhi and Xing Zhi were left. Neither of them was a talkative person. From morning till night, except for the occasional chirping of birds, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop the rest of the time. Lan Zhi had been too lonely in the past and didn't like an environment that was too quiet. After hesitating for two days, she went to find Xing Zhi again: "Xing Zhi, Xing Zhi, do you want to study?" Xing Zhi gave her a glance: "No need." Lan Zhi: "..." Lan Zhi didn't give up: "Then do you want to read books? Yan Huailè lent me a lot of books, and there are also storybooks." Xing Zhi refused: "I don't want to read." Lan Zhi sighed dejectedly: "Alright." Seeing that she looked so downcast, Xing Zhi thought it was worth exploring and said, "What do you want to do by asking so many questions?" Lan Zhi immediately perked up: "I want you to accompany me while I study." Xing Zhi also wanted to observe her, so he said, "I can accompany you, but I won't study." Lan Zhi muttered, "Could it be that you're a poor learner?" However, she had a strong sense of self-preservation. When Xing Zhi looked at her, she immediately changed her words: "I know, you're a reclusive master and don't need to study." Xing Zhi: "..." Lan Zhi asked again, "Do you have something you like to do? It would be nice if you could do what you like while I'm studying." Xing Zhi: "There's one thing for now." Lan Zhi was a bit curious: "What is it?" Xing Zhi: "Observing..." He paused for a moment and changed the word "you" to "the vicissitudes of the world." So, in the following days, Lan Zhi was with Xing Zhi every day. Lan Zhi studied, while Xing Zhi observed the vicissitudes of the world and also observed her. His observation of her was very subtle, and she didn't notice it at all. Every time she got up to take a walk or stretch after studying for a while, she would see his figure not far away, either looking at the clouds, little birds and flying insects in the sky, or looking at the spider webs, dust, flying flowers and fallen leaves on the trees, or looking at the pond silt that no one took care of, the weeds and the wild little fish... She liked to look at nice and beautiful things, while he didn't pick and choose. It seemed that for him, everything, whether good or bad, made no difference. It seemed both indifferent and inclusive. But somehow it fit him perfectly. Lan Zhi thought to herself that he was indeed a reclusive master and was quite different from ordinary people. Anyway, Lan Zhi really liked this kind of companionship where they didn't interfere with each other. It was quiet but not overly desolate, and she felt very at ease. That morning, Lan Zhi got up and opened the window, preparing to go out to find Xing Zhi to study as usual. But when she opened the window, she accidentally scratched it against the window lattice and tore a big hole in her sleeve.