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Zuo Feng looked back after walking a distance, and found that Mo Fuluo had really followed, so he couldn't help but let out a cold snort angrily, turned around and stomped his feet, and continued to walk forward sullenly.

Seeing that an alley had come to an end, Zuo Feng's straight body suddenly froze as soon as he reached the mouth of the alley, as if he had been pushed by some force, and took a few steps back in a panic, leaning on one side and his back tightly against the wall.

Mo Fulu's brows couldn't help but tighten, and he walked a few steps forward quickly.

When Mo Fuluo walked to Zuo Feng's side, he found that he was panting, and he glanced at the intersection with a very uneasy expression. Mo Fuluo's eyes lit up, and his figure moved instantly and rushed forward.

Outside the alley is a crowded street, and at this time there is a group of people gathered around, making a few comments from time to time, and the cries of children are very disturbing.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, everyone is gone!" A shrill voice came from the crowd, and a few people who still wanted to see the excitement couldn't help but sigh for a while, and finally looked at it a few more times before leaving slowly.

As soon as the crowd dispersed, the little boy who was sitting on the ground crying appeared.

"If a child doesn't learn well, learn to steal things, and our master's things are also what you can steal?" A shrill voice came from the mouth of a thin, fair-skinned young man, who squatted down and pulled out a money bag embroidered with a phoenix bird from the little boy's hand.

I shook the soil on the money bag in disgust, and couldn't help but glance at the little boy on the ground.

"Qingyue, he's just a child, don't be sensible, don't scold."

A warm and elegant voice came slowly from the person on the side, and then a sleeve embroidered with gold wire stretched out towards Qingyue, and the cuffs shook slightly, revealing a slender and white hand.

"Give me the money bag."

"Uh-oh." Qing Yue hurriedly put the money bag in the other party's hand.

The white hand took the money bag and slowly moved it to the front of him.

A face as white as jade was reflected.

The man looked to be about twenty years old, with dark hair and a feather crown, a blue brocade robe with gold trim neatly draped on his body, and a green jade belt tied around his waist, outlining a somewhat slender figure.

His eyebrows are very light, without the slightest anger, only the elegance of a fairy. There was a sparkle in his eyes, with half of the pleasant color, and it was a little dazzling. The straight bridge of the nose brings out a bit of gentleness, and the pale pink lips are lightly hooked, as if they are always smiling, so warm, like the sun, like the breeze, slowly with warmth.

The man slowly opened the money bag, took out a thumb-sized jade pendant from it, and then pulled the mouth of the money bag back shut.

He slowly crouched down and handed the money bag to the little boy on the ground.

"Take it." He smiled, his eyebrows full of tenderness.

The little boy was still in a panic of being caught stealing, and his body was trembling.

"Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you." The man whispered to comfort the little boy, raised his other hand to brush his somewhat messy hair, and said softly: "Don't steal anything in the future, if you don't have any money, come to Ranju in the lotus alley to find me." ”

The little boy blinked his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, and said timidly, "Big brother, you are so good-looking." Then he stretched out his little hand and took the money bag.

"Hehe......" The man's smile widened again, and he stretched out his hand to take the little boy's arm, and said, "It's cold on the ground, get up." ”

"Can I find you when I go to Ranju? What am I going to say when I get there? The little boy lost his previous panic, and his courage grew, and as he stood up, he asked the man in front of him again.

"The money bag is a token, you put it away. Just take out the purse and I'll know it's you. The man's voice was still soft and soft, and he helped the little boy smooth his clothes again, and said with a smile: "Go home early." ”

The little boy nodded, picked up the money bag and looked at it again.

Under the phoenix bird pattern, a very delicate small character is embroidered with gold thread: feather.

The scene that happened on the street was seen by Mo Fuluo, who was standing at the mouth of the alley on the side.

Zuo Feng, who was hiding in the alley, saw Mo Fuluo standing motionless in front of him, so he quietly went up, looked down the street, and found that the man was still there. I hurriedly wanted to turn around and run back into the alley.

The next moment, his hand was grabbed by Mo Fuluo.

Zuo Feng's body stiffened, and he felt that Mo Fuluo's hands were cold.

He tugged hard, trying to withdraw his hand but was caught.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Zuo Feng muttered in a low voice, and then dragged Mo Fuluo back hard, but her body was stiff and she couldn't pull it at all.

"Who's that guy?"

Mo Fuluo suddenly let out a sound, his voice was a little cold and a little astringent.

"Huh?" Zuo Feng was stunned for a moment, and there was a burst of pain in his hand.

"Let go, you're holding on too tightly! It hurts! ”

"I ask you, who is he!" Mo Fuluo turned around suddenly, his eyes shot coldly at Zuo Feng, and the aura around him began to mess up.

Zuo Feng froze, looked at Mo Fulu, who looked uncertain, hurriedly swallowed his saliva, and said in a trembling voice: "He, he is Shen Zhiyu." ”

Mo Fulu's eyes suddenly froze when he heard the name.

Her breath was chaotic for a while before she let go of her grip on Zuo Feng's hand.

Zuo Feng withdrew his hand and found that he was pinched red by Mo Fuluo. He just wanted to scold a few words, but when he looked up, he found that Mo Fuluo's dark and sharp eyes were full of tears.

"Shen Zhiyu, it's really Shen Zhiyu." Mo Fuluo read softly in his mouth, his eyelashes trembled, and two tears slowly fell.

Eight years later, she still recognizes him at first sight.

Mo Fuluo pushed Zuo Feng who was blocking him away, staggered back to the alley in a few steps, leaned his back against the wall, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Shen Zhiyu.

Her favorite person when she was a child, her feather brother.

He is still so gentle, so beautiful, so dazzling.

Even though he had grown up and they hadn't seen each other for eight years, she could still recognize it at first sight.

Mo Fuluo suddenly felt a cramping pain in his chest, as if he had been stabbed through the flesh by an opponent one year in the Confession Gate. Before the blood came out, it was like the pain of dying all over the body.

What she thought she had forgotten was as vivid as yesterday. The person she thought she would never meet again in her life appeared in front of her alive, just across the street from her.

She could even hear his breathing, and read the fine hair on his forehead.

You are still the same Shen Zhiyu, but what about me, who am I?

Mo Fu Luo?

Mo Fu Luo who came out of the door?

Mo Fuluo trembled, but laughed again.

"Are you alright?" Zuo Feng looked at Mo Fuluo, who was crying and laughing for a while, and he was a little worried in his heart.

Zuo Feng's words were like a vine suddenly choking Mo Fuluo's throat, her painful heart was violently strangled, and she shook a few times, and the soul thoughts that flew away finally turned back.

Although she was still a little out of breath, she woke up in an instant.

Mo Fuluo suddenly realized that he had made a fatal mistake and easily lost his mind in front of an outsider.

If the other party had a heart, then she might have lost her life long ago.

It turned out that the impact that Shen Zhiyu brought to her was enough for her to ignore it completely.

Mo Fuluo took a deep breath, gradually calmed down, bit his lip hard, and waved his hand at Zuo Feng, his voice was still a little cold: "Zuo Feng, do you know how to drink?" ”