The two walked to an alley ten feet away, and Shen Yun touched the mask on his face: "Did you go to get it just now?"

"Yeah." Lu Miyuan admitted, "Didn't the uncle want to wear it, so I went back for a while."

Shen Yun thought that I just said it casually at the time, but the other party remembered what he said casually, Shen Yun only felt a string in his chest that should not be plucked by Lu Miyuan trembled slightly, and he frowned : "Mi Yuan, you will not be..."

"Huh? Nothing?" Lu Miyuan looked up at him.

"..."

The other party's pair of ink pupils were frank, pure and innocent, but Shen Yun himself was defeated after looking at each other for a while, and by the way, he was ashamed of his thoughts about Lu Miyuan.He coughed, "I mean, tell me when you leave later, I thought you were kidnapped just now."

"I said it, but Uncle Shi was concentrating on reading the script, so he probably didn't hear it." Lu Miyuan said, "I'll pay attention next time."

The other party's answer was impeccable, Shen Yun's last bit of doubt was completely eliminated, Lu Miyuan just pointed in front of him: "There seems to be a sugar painting seller there, should you go and have a look?"

"Let's go."

The sugar painting booth was surrounded by children, and the two tall young men stood out from the crowd when they approached.The stall owner is an old man with gray beard and hair. He scooped up a spoonful of syrup with his hands and feet, tilted his wrist slightly, and the syrup condensed into a thin line and fell down. The outline was formed, and after a while, a cock who was arrogant and arrogant appeared on the table.

"Draw a tiger! Draw a tiger!"

"Draw a white deer fairy!"

"Mom, I want a rabbit!"

The children pestered the parents and acted coquettishly, Lu Miyuan asked Shen Yun: "What does Uncle Master want to draw?"

"I don't want it. I'm an old man, and I still play with this kid's thing." Even though Shen Yun said so, his eyes didn't move away from the case.Lu Miyuan pursed his lips and smiled, and said to the old man, "Can you draw a sword?"

"I said no..."

"It's what I want."

Shen Yun: "..."

The stall owner frowned and said, "Sword? I haven't drawn a sword yet. What kind of sword do you want?"

Lu Miyuan said "offend", and pulled Tong Chun from Shen Yun's back, causing a series of gasps nearby.He asked softly, "like this, can you draw?"

The stall owner narrowed his eyes, and said, "Oh, this sword is so beautiful!" After drawing a rooster, a tiger, and a rabbit for so many years, he suddenly wanted to draw a different one. , and then nodded: "Success!"

He first sketched the shape on the case, then filled the sword body with syrup in a zigzag path, and then lightly pressed the left and right sides with the tip of the knife, and a sword edge as thin as a cicada's wing was formed, and then outlined it with rattan twist patterns Take out the sword and sword stem, and after the golden syrup solidifies, a handle of Tongchun appears in front of you.

There was applause all around, and the old man handed the sugar sword to Lu Miyuan with a smile: "Little brother, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied." Lu Miyuan smiled and paid the money, thanking him for taking it.

After walking on the road, Lu Miyuan's candy sword obviously attracted the attention of passers-by from all over the world than the real sword behind Shen Yun, but the other party didn't eat it, and only held it in his hand as a display, spoiling many friends and children along the way .

The night market in the small town is also small, the two of them wandered around for an hour and had nothing to do, so they went back home.When walking to the door of the inn, Lu Miyuan handed the sugar painting to Shen Yun: "Do you want to eat?"

"Don't eat." Shen Yun insisted.

"Uncle Shi clearly looked at the sword no less than ten times."

Shen Yun choked.How could Mi Yuan find out even wearing a mask?

After the old man painted Tong Chun Tang, he was already very excited, but he immediately regretted it after saying no. The little uncle always felt that his image of an elder who was not much in the first place might collapse even more completely.

But Lu Miyuan couldn't see the complicated expression on Shen Yun's face, so he just handed it to him again, and emphasized solemnly: "But this is my sugar painting, so the uncle can only taste it."

In the end, Shen Yun was still defeated by his favorite sweets and his favorite sword, "...one bite at a time." He muttered, lifted half of the mask, lowered his head and bit down.The thin piece of sugar snapped apart with a crisp sound, and the crushed syrup stuck to the teeth, and the slightly sharp sugar edge passed across the tip of the tongue, and then gently melted into an overly sweet syrup.It is too sweet.

"How does it taste?" Lu Miyuan asked.

Shen Yun shook his head: "It's nothing but sweetness."

"That's it." Lu Miyuan took a look at "Tong Chun" who was missing the tip of his sword, and bit it too.

Shen Yun: "..."

"Really, it's so sweet." Lu Miyuan commented in agreement, he opened the door of his room calmly, and did not forget to turn his head to remind, "By the way, Master said, eating sweets before going to bed must be sweet. Remember to rinse your mouth, or you will have a toothache the next day, uncle, don’t forget."

Shen Yun nodded: "I haven't forgotten."

Lu Miyuan smiled: "Then see you tomorrow?"

"See you tomorrow."

After closing the door, Shen Yun lifted his mask and let out a long breath.

It's not right.

Not only was something wrong with him, but Lu Miyuan, the culprit who made him uneasy, made him feel something was wrong.

——The other party is obviously a little against physical contact, but he will go to fetch the ghost face, grab his wrist, and lead him away from the entanglement of the pink powder.

There is always a feeling... that the initiative is being gradually grasped by Lu Miyuan.

"But why does he want the initiative, wanting to be my boss? It doesn't look like that. Or is he..." The conjecture that he had already vetoed suddenly resurfaced, but Shen Yun shook his head and swallowed it again, " impossible."

Of course Lu Miyuan likes her, and Shen Yun also knows that this liking is purely from the nephew to the uncle, and from the younger brother to the boss.Except for the time when Liubo Building was manipulated by empathy, Lu Miyuan's eyes had nothing but respect and admiration, and occasionally a little aggrieved and coquettish childish temper.

But today there is no other emotion in Mi Yuan's eyes, he just feels that something is wrong.

It's not that he can't tell what others like about him.From childhood to adulthood, he has faced countless eyes that are both eager to talk and still full of love. Those kind of eyes can't be hidden and can't be concealed from others, so that makes him feel at ease and calm.He knows what other people like, and he knows how to deal with this liking, so that each other can maintain a relationship that will not go out of line. Once the rules are exceeded, it is convenient for him to distance himself from the other party.

But this line suddenly became blurred in front of Lu Miyuan today.And once the distance is blurred, Shen Yun doesn't know how to maintain this distance.

The little martial uncle was pinching his mask, and was circling around the room in annoyance, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, which startled him, and hurried over to open the door.As soon as he opened the door, he was startled a second time by the ferocious ghost face facing him. Fortunately, he took a closer look and found that the horned ghost face looked familiar, "Demon dragon?"

The other party nodded, it was the magic dragon boy named Baizhi.

Shen Yun asked: "Why haven't you left yet?"

The young man took out a talisman paper from his pocket and handed it to Shen Yun: "Because I have something to give to Master Shen."

Shen Yun glanced at the incantation on it, but didn't recognize it: "What is this?"

"This is a dream amulet."

"What is it for?"

The other party's gaze behind the mask was flat, and he replied as if reciting a book: "Your Majesty said some things that are inconvenient to say in the daytime, so he sent me over to deliver the talisman. Hold the talisman while sleeping, and the spirit and soul can meet each other in dreams."

Shen Yun raised his eyebrows: "I remember your Majesty the Dragon King said goodbye by fate."

"That's why His Majesty sent me to deliver the Dream Fate Talisman."

Shen Yun: "... Is your predestined relationship a bit deliberate?"

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