Women's clothing because of lack of money [Comprehensive]

The voice came from behind Baishu, his deep and elegant voice was somewhat indifferent, and it could be clearly heard even in the pattering rain.

But Bai Shu was in a trance, the feeling of deja vu and strangeness overlapped, making him not know how to describe this voice.Did he hear it somewhere?But he couldn't remember.

So he raised his eyes and looked behind him.

In the misty rain, a tall and tall figure stood. He did not hold an umbrella, and the long rain fell, but it failed to wet the corners of his clothes.The material is dark blue, and the hem is embroidered with extremely complicated patterns with gold thread, like a picture scroll.

It should be from a rich family, Bai Shu was thinking.Looking up, I was caught off guard by a pair of deep pool-like eyes, like the night sky is deep and quiet, and like fire that can swallow up all emotions, shocking people's hearts.The man wore an exquisite fox mask on his face, which concealed his facial features, leaving nothing but mystery.

Bai Shu stared blankly at the fox face, and in an instant, he seemed to have returned to his previous dream, the overwhelming fire, the shattered glass, and the figure...

"This... this sugar figurine belongs to the little witch, and it is not for sale."

The shopkeeper's hesitant voice awakened Bai Shu from his memories. The oil-paper umbrella he was holding was already crooked in half, and the thin raindrops took the opportunity to fall, wet half of Bai Shu's eyelids, and the person in sight became Indistinct.

The man squatted down, maintaining the same height as Bai Shu, and raised one hand to cover Bai Shu's head.

He said, "The umbrella is crooked."

For no reason, Bai Shu blushed when he heard these words, from the base of his ears to his cheeks, like a half-cooked shrimp, "Thank you." Bai Shu lowered his head, expressed his thanks awkwardly, and opened the umbrella again.

He didn't change his face, and Bai Shu didn't see the narrowness flashing in his eyes.After he withdrew his hand, Bai Shu's hair that had been wet by the rain was completely dry, and the coolness faded away. The disturbed person still failed to notice these details.

"Don't you really sell sugar figurines?" The man stood up and asked the shopkeeper again.

He didn't know whether his words were regret or that he had to buy it. The shopkeeper felt worried for a while, so he could only reply, "My lord, if you insist on buying it, you have to consult the original owner. This is a sugar figurine belonging to the little witch."

The shopkeeper's implication has been made very clear, the sugar figurine belongs to Bai Shu, and the ownership is in Bai Shu's hands, and he needs Bai Shu's approval to buy it.

The man raised his eyebrows, his expression was hidden under the mask, making it impossible to see the clue.The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he actually asked Bai Shu, "Do you sell sugar people?"

The innkeeper widened his eyes and stared blankly at the luxuriously dressed man in front of him. He had an extraordinary temperament and a dignified demeanor. Why...how...behind the "how", the innkeeper didn't dare to think about it anymore. Full of complex expressions.

Bai Shu looked at the fox face on his face, fascinated, and nodded slightly.Although he didn't know the reason why this person bought the sugar man, after the subtle familiarity in the dream overlapped with the reality, Bai Shu was subconsciously attracted by the person in front of him.

Maybe it's a coincidence or maybe it's destiny, Bai Shu can only follow his heart step by step for such a rare thing like fate.

Who could this person be?Bai Shu didn't ask.

"Thank you." The man handed the money to Bai Shu, took the sugar figurine from the shopkeeper, turned around and walked away.

He didn't hold an umbrella, just left like that, the shopkeeper looked at the direction the man was leaving, and could only say, "Strange." When he turned around to comfort the little witch who didn't get the sugar figurine, he planned to pinch it for "her" again. When branching——

The figure of the man disappeared in the rain, and the money in his hand was still warm, Bai Shu looked away, and asked with a smile to the shopkeeper, "Can you pinch another candy man for me?"

"Of course." The shopkeeper readily agreed.

"The appearance is based on the fox face on that lord's face just now."

"Ah?!" Hearing Bai Shu's words, the brown sugar that the shopkeeper had just picked up fell to the ground in a daze. What did he hear just now?

The author has something to say:

BY: It's all your fault, the adjectives to occupy are too brain-intensive!

Brother Zao tilted his head at Erlang: It's my fault for being handsome.

BY: It's reasonable to snatch candy from children!

Brother Zao smiled slightly: You are single, you don't understand.

Bai Shu poked his head: No wonder I don't understand either.

Algae: Oh?In a few years you will understand :) I wait, you, grow up, grow up.

Bai Shu: ... (Actually, the sum of mental age is almost three years old)