Year after year.

Spring goes and winter comes.

Shen Qingfeng watched his mother gradually get out of the pain with the efforts of his eldest brother, and he watched Sima Yun meet Xu Zheng unexpectedly after that time, and then the two of them got closer and closer.

From beginning to end, Shen Qingfeng watched from the side.

He saw that his family and Ah Yun were gradually no longer sad, he thought he would be very happy, but it was-

Thought.

Shen Qingfeng didn't know why, he was a little relieved, but a little inexplicably bitter.

It's like eating coptis, strangely bitter.

But later, Shen Qingfeng found that as time went by, he actually had a little ability.

For example, he can suddenly let a cool breeze blow outside the window.

For example, he can make certain small objects move in small increments.

With these little skills, Shen Qingfeng began to tease Xu Zheng.

......

"Smack——! ~”

The teapot placed on the side of the table suddenly fell and shattered, and Sima Yun, who had just turned around to get a snack, was stunned and turned around.

only to find that-

The man sitting at the table, his brows furrowed, stared at the shards on the ground, his eagle eyes were a little sharp.

Xu Zheng was very sure that he definitely didn't touch that teapot just now!

However, the teapot fell off.

Is there something unclean?!

At first, Xu Zheng was just skeptical.

But when this kind of thing appeared more and more beside him, Xu Zheng was very sure that there was something around him.

However, even if he knew, Xu Zheng was not afraid at all.

He went to battle, and the number of people who died under his sword was not ten thousand, but eight thousand!

Fierce?!

He really wasn't afraid.

......

"Ah Yun, Ah Yun! This man has bad intentions, he just secretly hid a handkerchief of yours!! Shen Qingfeng stood next to Sima Yun, glared at Xu Zheng, and shouted loudly.

Even though two years have passed, Shen Qingfeng's appearance and voice are still the same as they were back then.

The boy was angry, and his voice was raised with obvious anger, like a little wild cat that had encroached on his territory.

Shen Qingfeng's voice was very clear, and it could even be said to be ethereal, even when he was the most angry, it was like a clear spring, incredibly clean.

Sima Yun didn't have any reaction, still looking at Xu Zheng with a smile.

The man looked around quietly, his eyes were very heavy and unfathomable.

Suddenly, Xu Zheng smiled, a man with a serious face, who was extremely handsome when he smiled.

Sima Yun was stunned for a moment.

I saw Xu Zheng suddenly approaching, and then raised his hand to pick a small leaf that had just been blown by the wind from the top of Sima Yun's head.

"Xu Zheng, you prodigal son! Don't go near Ah Yun!! Prodigal son, draw your sword, I want to duel with you!! Shen Qingfeng felt like he was going crazy.

He threw himself at Xu Zheng, trying to hold the man's hand.

But—

Pierced through.

All in vain.

Sima Yun was stunned, and her cheeks flushed.

And when Xu Zheng felt the faint cool breeze, the corners of his mouth curled deeper.

Sure enough—

......

The days passed slowly in Shen Qingfeng's constant madness, as long as Xu Zheng and Sima Yun met, Shen Qingfeng would do his best to make trouble on the side.

There is laughter.

There is loneliness.

There is anger.

There is depression.

There is pain.

There is pride.

There is helplessness.

There is also despair and hope.

And the turning point of everything is when Xu Zheng goes out again.

The times are turbulent, the situation between countries is treacherous, and the border is changing.

Xu Zheng's half-year stay in Kyoto is already the limit.

Shen Qingfeng didn't expect that at a certain moment, he was suddenly fixed next to Xu Zheng and couldn't leave Xu Zheng within a kilometer!

This led to the fact that Xu Zheng went to the frontier, and he also had to go to the frontier.