Xiao Fubao sat on the edge of the bed with the photo, and his eyes, which had been bright and translucent in front of the camera, were dyed with sadness for the first time.

The little hand gently touches the photo.

Because the monitor is relatively far away, the people in the live broadcast room can't see who is on the photo in Xiao Fubao's hand.

Sang Wanzhou walked up to her and sat down, didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, didn't bother her, and accompanied her quietly.

After sitting for a while, he raised his head and glanced at the monitor, got up and walked under the monitor, turned off the monitor without saying a word, and took the wheat hanging on the collar and the wheat on the collar of Xiao Fubao and threw them on the table.

The live broadcast room was chaotic.

Even the director was stunned.

What's the situation? Do you want to be so stingy, this is not to be shown at all?

Also, did you pick the wheat?

[What's the situation?] Why did you turn off the live stream? I seem to have heard the sound of putting things on the table just now, it can't be that Sang Wanzhou picked the wheat and put it on the table, right? 】

[Ahhh We are also very worried about the current state of Xiao Fubao! Sang Wanzhou, you can't be so inhuman! 】

[How do you say that if the broadcast is off, it will be off? ] That's too capricious, isn't it? Don't you care about the director? 】

Director: "......" can't be controlled, everything is still based on the emotions of the little guests.

After turning off these devices, Sang Wanzhou turned his head to look at Xiao Fubao, "Let's go." ”

Xiao Fubao raised his head and was slightly stunned: "Where are you going?" ”

"Go see your master." Sang Wanzhou said lightly.

Xiao Fubao: "......?" ”

Before Xiao Fubao could react, Sang Wanzhou had already put his coat on her and squatted in front of her, "If you want to see Master, come up." ”

"Fu Bao wants to see the master!"

Hearing this, Xiao Fubao replied without a trace of hesitation, and his little hand clenched the photo in his hand and slowly lay on Sang Wanzhou's back.

Her body was small, not sinking at all.

If it weren't for a pair of small hands gently holding his neck, Sang Wanzhou would have forgotten that he was carrying a little cub behind him.

In order to avoid the big brother of photography, Sang Wanzhou carried Xiao Fubao on his back and did not go to the front door, and went out through the back door directly through the window.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, the sky was full of stars, the crescent moon was bent and hung in the sky, and the faint moonlight was sprinkled all over the ground, only the starlight was full of sky.

Sang Wanzhou carried Xiao Fubao on his back and walked towards the highest part of the hill little by little.

Xiao Fubao had been lying quietly on his back without moving, and the warm and generous back made her feel familiar.

It's the same as what the master said......

It's really warm.

After walking for about twenty minutes, Sang Wanzhou stopped, sat down on a big stone, and leaned against another stone with a slight pant and rubbed his hands.

The night is cold.

He forgot to bring a jacket for himself when he first came out, and now he is still wearing the short sleeves he wears during the day, but fortunately he is not so cold after exercising.

Xiao Fubao held the photo in his hand, looked at the empty surroundings in confusion, raised his head and asked, "Brother, didn't you say that you wanted to take me to see the master?" ”

"Isn't that it?"

Sang Wanzhou raised his hand and pointed to the stars in the night sky, and her bright eyes covered the sea of stars, gentle and profound.

Xiao Fubao raised his head, tilted his little head, and said in confusion: "Stars? ”

But that's a star, not a master!

Sang Wanzhou put her hands in her pockets and quietly looked at the night sky.

The starry sky was so bright, but his eyes were becoming more and more lonely.

Only when the night is lonely enough can the starry sky be beautiful.