May I ask who's calling?

Afterwards, Li Sufeng really didn't take the initiative to approach Zhao Xiaoyu again.

But he didn't leave Xiaoyu, but watched Xiaoyu secretly.

Seeing that he did what he said, Zhao Xiaoyu felt inexplicably empty in his heart, but he has many good friends, and there are many other things waiting for him to do every day, so he quickly forgot about Li Sufeng back.

Until Xiaoyu's birthday.

He celebrates his birthday every year. Although it will not be a big event, many relatives and friends will come every time.

Li Sufeng also came.

This was the first time Zhao Xiaoyu saw him after a few months.After seeing someone, he subconsciously hid behind a pillar.

Li Sufeng put down his gift, and before he had time to look at Xiaoyu, Zhao Yan'er walked up to him, happily pulled him and said a lot, invited him to stay for a glass of wine, and said that Xiaoyu I'm not feeling well today, I'm resting inside, please don't mind if I'm neglected.

Li Sufeng knew that this was just an excuse for the other party to refuse to see Xiaoyu.

But he just smiled and said it's okay, he has something to do, so he just came to see and leave.

So he really left.

Zhao Xiaoyu watched his back secretly, only felt that he could see Luo Ji and Xiao Suo from inside, and his heart became entangled all of a sudden.

He struggled for a long time, but he still pushed aside the crowd and secretly chased after him.

"Master?"

Li Sufeng stopped in his tracks, turned around, with surprise in his eyes: "You can call me by my name directly... that's all, you can call me that way if you like."

Ever since he expressed his heart to himself, Zhao Xiaoyu felt that it was strange to call him by his name directly. Although he said that he had terminated the master-student relationship with himself, since this matter was not made public, it proved that they were still in the master-student relationship. .

"Master, where are you going?"

Li Su Fenghui: "I don't know."

Zhao Xiaoyu clenched and let go of the hand placed by his side, his expression seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Master, are all the things you... said you liked before true?"

"Ah."

Zhao Xiaoyu suddenly became nervous, and Li Sufeng just looked at him quietly.

"Then... Master, I have a request. Since today is my birthday, can you agree to me?"

"Okay." Li Sufeng agreed without hesitation.

On the contrary, Zhao Xiaoyu muttered helplessly: "I haven't even said what it is yet?"

Li Sufeng smiled, moved his fingers slightly, and wanted to touch his ear, but finally restrained: "No matter what you say, I will promise you."

Zhao Xiaoyu's heart beat faster, he suddenly took two steps forward, walked in front of Li Fufeng, stretched out his hand and grabbed Li Fufeng's broad palm: "Then... I want to go to the north to see the snow, Master can take me go?"

It is summer now, and it is obviously unrealistic to go to a place where you can see snow.Zhao Xiaoyu just wanted to hold his hand, and he came up with such an excuse in a twitch.

Li Sufeng shook his palm and wrapped his hand tightly in his own: "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, a flying sword came out of nowhere and landed at the feet of the two of them.

Zhao Xiaoyu's heart was pounding and he stepped on the flying sword, and then he watched Li Fufeng's flying sword's speed reach an unbelievable level in surprise.

He only felt that he had arrived in the north where the snow was falling heavily before the time for a stick of incense had passed.

Zhao Xiaoyu looked in amazement at the university falling like a goose feather in front of him, his eyes were full of surprises.

"Master! Is this all true? How did you do it?"

Li Sufeng said very easily: "It's just that the speed is faster, nothing unusual."

"It's just amazing, Master, you're really amazing. Sometimes I think you're better than my father. I never knew you could be so fast!"

As Zhao Xiaoyu said, he happily jumped onto the snowfield below with Yujian, and immediately he happily built a snowman.

The mist kept coming out of his mouth as he breathed.

Li Sufeng slowly landed not far away from him, in the vast snow field, there were only the two of them.

Li Sufeng looked at him, his thoughts traveled through time, and he thought of many things.

As soon as Zhao Xiaoyu made the snowman and turned around, he saw his eyes staring at him. He couldn't explain it, but felt that eyes...

As if looking at another person through yourself.

The author has something to say: I see that everyone is very concerned about fusion, but you have misunderstood. The fusion I said does not mean that this little fish inherits the memory of that little fish.

In the main text, I have always described that Gong feels that this little fish is not like that little fish, and he has been thinking about the previous little fish, and I also foreshadowed that it is impossible for this little fish to love Li Qu as much as that little fish Wind, so all this will point to the real ending, this world is not the final belonging of Gong.