Beauty is also cold

The little ghost walked for a while and came to a room in the inn. "Daddy, look, bean paste buns~" He happily said to his father while holding the bean paste buns.

"Oh! Son, you are awesome! Did you give me any money?" A mature man with a mustache pinched the little guy's face lovingly.

"No... I snatched it from a handsome guy." The little guy answered honestly.

The man looked at the little guy helplessly. He wanted him to learn how to buy things, but the little guy turned out to be this little guy. . .Forget it, let's take him to pay.After thinking about it, he picked up the little guy and went out.

"Is this bun shop?" the man asked the little guy in his arms.

The little guy's mouth was full of bean paste buns, and he nodded his head at his father.

"Boss, my son didn't give you money for the buns, did he?" He politely asked the bun shop owner.

The boss smiled when he saw the child: "No, the bun was given to him by the customer."

"Is that guest still there?"

"Oh, I've already gone far away, heading in that direction." The boss pointed to the bustling snack street.

After thanking the man, he took the child and walked towards the snack street.

Along the way, the lively crowd and various snacks wafted through the air made the little guy very happy. He rode on his father's shoulders and looked at this sight that he had never seen before happily.

"Daddy, I want to eat that too!!!"

"No, you ate too much tonight. You can't eat any more, or your stomach will explode~" the father said exaggeratedly.

After hearing this, the little guy rubbed his round belly with a little hand, feeling a little worried.

I didn't meet Duan Lan along the way, but the father and son had a great time.They soon came to the lively market, where there were a lot of lanterns and all kinds of gadgets sold at night.

The little guy is playing happily on his father's shoulder with the swallow kite bought by his father.

"Oh! Son, don't cover my eyes, I have to watch the road."

"Well, okay...Look! Look, daddy, that's the guy, the handsome guy in white!!!"

"Oh? Who?" The father asked puzzledly, and looked in the direction the little guy pointed.

A man in white is holding unfinished candied haws in one hand, and trying on a mask in the mask shop with the other. Judging by the scene, he should be enjoying himself.

"Daddy is him. He gave you the red bean paste bun." Although the child didn't see Duan Lan's face behind the mask, he recognized it at a glance with the rare white clothes and casual black hair.

But at this moment, his father froze in place.

He watched Duan Lan casually playing with the mask on his face, and holding the leftover candied haws in his other hand, as if he saw that wayward kid many years ago.

Unspeakable joy welled up in my heart, it was him, the person I had been looking for since I returned to Xi Country!His heart was a little flustered, and he didn't know how to face it for a while, but he still walked towards Duan Lan.

Not far away, Duan Lan took off the mask on his face, and looked at the other masks, as if he was choosing.The glowing peach blossom eyes revealed the joy of a child. He naturally took a bite of the candied haws and compared the two masks: "Is the goblin mask or the ghost mask better? Which one is the blind man more afraid of?"

Seeing Duan Lan's face after taking off the mask, the man stopped again.Charming eyes, a handsome nose, a mouth biting candied haws. . .He looked at the face that was extremely cute to him, the face that he missed day and night, and the joy and excitement in his heart were intertwined.

"Big Brother!!!" The child on his shoulder waved the kite in his hand, blocking his face again, but before he stopped the child's movement, the child shouted again: "Big Brother! Daddy and I came to find you Already~ big brother, big brother with red bean paste~"

Duan Lan looked in the direction of the voice, and saw that the kid who was grabbing the bean paste bun with him was sitting on the shoulder of a tall man with a kite, and the kite blocked the man's face.But Duan Lan guessed that it should be the kid's father. He didn't think he was bullying his children and came here to make trouble, right?Look at that figure, he is a trainer. . .Forget it, it's better not to cause trouble and leave early.

After paying the money in a hurry, Duan Lan turned around and left. At his speed, ordinary people can't catch up, let alone with a kid.

However, as soon as he walked into the alley, before he could finish eating the candied haws, the man behind him chased him over.Duan Lan thought to himself, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't provoke right and wrong these days, I really wanted to make gestures with him.

"Brother, I didn't bully your little brat! Instead, he robbed me of my steamed stuffed bun and kept crying and refusing to let me go." After speaking, he bit the last hawthorn in his mouth.

"You, don't you recognize me?" The man pushed aside the kite in front of him and looked at Duan Lan.

After Duan Lan heard the voice, his body trembled, and he looked at the man carefully.Under the moonlight, he could vaguely see his tall figure and the strange leather robe he was wearing.It was too far away to see the face clearly, but Duan Lan knew that the long-lost burning gaze and the familiar voice could only belong to that person.

After being dazed for a moment, Duan Lan turned her head, her heart was sore and unspeakable, and her eyes were a little absent-minded.He clenched his fist slightly, ignored the people behind him, and walked straight.

"Lan, don't go!" the man yelled in pain.

"...I don't know you, don't follow me!"

The man stood where he was, his body became stiff, and he closed his eyes in pain: "He doesn't recognize me anymore..." But when he thought of Duan Lan looking at him, he seemed to have a little nostalgia, after thinking for a while, He rushed up immediately.

Duan Lan didn't expect that he would rush in front of her, and her heart that had just regained her composure missed a few beats again.He raised his head slightly and saw that mature and handsome face.

His complexion was darker than before, his hair was tied in a strange bun, and he had a mustache, but he wasn't ugly at all, very masculine.Eyes full of tenderness, a tall hooked nose, and thin lips. . .It was him, Duan Lan's most perfect object of worship.

"Lan, I'm your master, Duan Feng." The man stared into Duan Lan's eyes and said softly.

How could Duan Lan not know that it was him, but he looked at the child on Duan Feng's shoulder, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes: "My master died a long time ago, I don't know you."