Shen Run's face was as black as charcoal.

The other children saw that their partner had hit someone, and the person who was hit was a noble man in a gorgeous costume and brocade, and they were so shocked that their eyes widened.

Seeing this, Shen Run's face darkened.

He looked at the little boy who hit him with a strained face, thinking to himself how bad this child's eyes were, and how bad his eyes were, and how bad it was to turn around and hit people before it was dark.

The little boy was no more than five or six years old, with big round eyes, chubby, wearing a thick jacket and a cotton hat, and his cheeks were red from the cold. He still maintained a sitting posture, looking at Shen Run, who seemed to be fierce, with a frightened expression, as if he was stunned. After a while, he suddenly flattened his little mouth, and the golden beans crackled and fell down, and he cried loudly, sat on the ground, leaned his neck, and cried loudly to the sky.

Shen Run was taken aback, and he was equally stunned.

The little boy was like a little turtle that had turned over its shell, crying breathlessly, snot and tears.

When passers-by saw this, they all thought that the little boy had been taught a lesson by bumping into the nobleman, and they all shook their heads regretfully, and then walked away.

Chenguang thought it was funny, and she laughed.

Her loud laughter darkened Shen Run's face.

This kid is simply the reincarnation of crying, sitting on the ground and crying endlessly, and he is not too cold.

Shen Run waited for a while, and saw that the child was crying louder and louder, and felt helpless. He walked over, squatted down, pulled the fat boy up from the ground, and reprimanded with a straight face:

"Manly man, what are you crying about!"

While carefully checking that the little boy had not been injured.

The little boy was scolded by him, and his throat was so frightened that he stopped crying, and did not dare to make any more noise, and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

After Shen Run checked that the little boy was not injured, he hit him hard on the buttocks, and said:

"What time is it, don't go home yet, I don't know if my father and mother will be worried, go home quickly!" He let go of him as he spoke.

The little boy was evidently frightened, let go, and as if pardoned, he turned and ran to the other side of the bridge. They all ran under the bridge, suddenly stopped, looked back at Shen Run, Shen Run was looking at him, so he ran back, stuffed a small thing into Shen Run's hand, turned around, and ran away again.

Shen Run was slightly stunned and looked down at the things in his palm.

"What's that?" Morning light leaned over and looked curiously.

It is a string of little boys who often play with small firecrackers when they fall.

Chenguang didn't recognize this thing, but Shen Run did, and he threw the small firecracker to the ground, making a loud crackling sound, startling the passers-by, and also startling Chenguang.

Chenguang glared at him.

"Let's go, it's windy." Shen Run said, turning around and walking back.

Morninglight followed him.

The two got off the bridge and walked back, passing through the still bustling street market, Shen Run holding Chenguang's hand. Suddenly, Shen Run let go of Chenguang's hand and walked forward into the distance alone. Chenguang was stunned for a moment, and when he saw him stop in front of a small stall, he didn't follow.

After a while, Shen Run came back, he stood still in front of her, spread out his palm, in his palm, there was a hair that ordinary women often wear, probably the kind she said was good-looking, small flowers mixed with coarse cloth and paste, rough workmanship, uneven dyeing, even if it was dyed in a festive red, it was still able to see the texture of the coarse cloth, it was okay to look at it from a distance, but it was really nothing good when it was up close.

Chenguang stared at the small flower in Shen Run's palm, and his eyes began to show disgust.

Shen Run knew that she was disgusted, and before she could refuse, he picked up his hairpin and put it in her bun.

Chenguang's hair was combed by Si Qi, and it seemed simple in appearance, but in fact, it took a lot of thought, and it looked very funny to have a small flower made of coarse cloth on the hairpin with such a complicated technique.

Shen Run stared at her for a moment and laughed.

Chenguang's little face wrinkled and she looked at him angrily, she felt that he was laughing at her.

Shen Run hooked his lips and looked at her, he said, "You can't be an ordinary woman, God is destined that you won't be ordinary." ”

Chenguang raised her eyebrows slightly, and she flattened her pink lips: "Do you still believe in God?" ”

Shen Run smiled but didn't answer, he took her hand again and walked back. When he walked to the iconic arch bridge of Jiangzhoufang, he suddenly stopped, he looked at Huo Wu and Fu Heng waiting by the carriage on the other side of the bridge, turned his head, and looked at the morning light suspiciously.

"Let's go to the East Building." He suddenly proposed.

"Hmm." Chenguang was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't ask him what he was doing in the East Building, just nodded.

The East Tower is a part of the East Castle Tower, the highest part of the castle tower, and you can see far away from the city when you stand on a high place, and similarly, if you stand there and look inward, you can overlook the panoramic view of the city.

Before the curfew, the lights in the city were already lit, standing on the east tower, looking from afar, clusters of lights were like stars in the dark night, bright and bright. From these bright lights, you can even feel how bustling and lively those streets are at the moment.

The wind was fierce on the ground high up, and the morning light stood on the tower, and the cloak he wore was blown by the wind with a loud noise. She propped her elbows on the wall, lazily supported her cheeks, and accompanied Shen Run to watch the night scene.

Shen Run glanced at her, she really could be lazy no matter what kind of place she was.

"You've never been to the East Building, have you?" Shen Run in the winter wind.

"I came up once when Ann was breached." Chenguang replied in a lazy tone.

Shen Run stopped talking.

Chenguang thought that he probably thought she was very disappointed, and actually mentioned this at this time.

Morninglight tilted her head to look at him.

"I used to come here a lot. The first time I came was when I was very young, I went with my mother to visit my grandfather's house, and my grandfather was drunk and took me out secretly. My maternal grandfather was a military general when he was young, and later because of serious injuries, he abandoned martial arts and literature, and his family said that he had a strange temperament, because he took me away secretly, and my mother was very angry and quarreled with him. At that time, it was more lively than now, and standing here, you could see a large area of light. Later, when I grew up, I often came here, and this is the best place to overlook the scenery in Kean, even more suitable than in the palace. ”

"Really?" Chenguang nodded his head exaggeratedly, casually agreeing.

"At that time, I was still young, and every time I stood here and took in the scenery of Ji'an, although it would not be revealed on my face, as long as I thought that one day in the future, this scenery would be in my hands, those ambitions, as long as I thought of it, the blood in my whole body would boil all at once."

Chenguang looked at him with his cheeks: "Shouldn't you hold the entire Long Xiguo in your hands, hold a Qi'an, what is this?" ”

Shen Run smiled: "At that time, I was young, and I only knew Qi'an. ”

"How old are you?"

"After my mother passed away, I was probably seven or eight years old."

Chenguang raised his eyebrows: "Foxes are really trained since childhood." ”

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