Although this man appears to be cold and ruthless on the surface, as if he has mastered the "Sunflower Manual", perhaps no one knows that when he wants to coax people with his mouth, even gods will be coaxed by him.

Seeing that the little girl was silent and just blinked and stared at him, the man was not satisfied. He glanced at her and urged: "Did you hear that?"

“…”

I heard it.

Am I blind? I can't see but I know that my nose, eyes, ears, none of them are normal color right now. They are almost burning. How can they not be the color they should be when burning?

Does this look like you didn't hear it?

Wei Zhi was busy complaining in her mind and didn't hear her answer. The man uttered a questioning "hmm". As soon as the nasal sound fell, she took three steps back, raised her hand to press down her mask, and lowered her voice with vigilance: "I heard it, I heard it, okay? Speak properly!"

He saw her standing two meters away from him like a hedgehog, and he found it a little funny: "Why didn't I speak properly?"

"If you don't want me to play with Lu Xin, then I won't play with him." Wei Zhi was really confused and wanted to agree to everything he said. "There's no need to do all this fancy stuff. What the hell is jealousy?"

"Oh," Shan Chong did not resist at all, and climbed up quickly, "Then don't play with him."

Wei Zhi looked at him speechlessly.

The man who had been looking a bit lazy from the beginning stopped being careless. He stood up a little straighter, turned around, and said to the girl beside him half seriously: "Weizhi, the first time you touched the snowboard, it was handed to you by me. I also told you that I have never taught a newbie seriously... So I don't want to hear from you that 'someone said that it is better to do such and such a move'. No one can come out and tell you what to do and what stage you are in. If they tell you what to do, they are telling me what to do. Do you understand?"

This is very serious.

The level she had risen to was higher than she had imagined, as if if she dared to shake her head at this moment, she would be ignorant of what was good for her, betraying her master and ancestors, and wasting her master's dignity.

So I was stunned and said to Wei Zhi: "I don't think I have said such a thing."

"Yes."

"ah?"

“‘I fell on the intermediate trail this morning and it hurt so much. My new friend told me that I need to buy inner protective gear to protect myself during this edge-changing phase. Little Turtle can’t protect me.’”

He recited the words that he was worried about word for word with a blank expression.

"......?" Wei Zhi was shocked. "Is this also considered? It's just a protective gear. This is what you call jealousy! Your jealousy is so delicious!"

"Well," he responded, and then he realized, "What do you mean by 'that's it'? Did I give you that green-haired turtle? Can I just throw it away? Have you ever thought about how hard it was for me to give you that turtle?"

"Isn't the turtle a backstabber?"

"I lied to you." He said expressionlessly, "I made it up."

Wei Zhi opened and closed his lips weakly for a few times, and after a long while, he managed to say, "Have you been drinking?"

Otherwise, why do all these words keep coming out? The whole character is so OOC that it’s out of the galaxy!

Shan Chong glanced at her coldly and said nothing.

Wei Zhi didn't let his cold look scare her off.

Instead, I took the initiative to move back to his side, quickened my pace and tried to walk shoulder to shoulder with him, saying, "You don't have to worry so much anyway. Lu Xin is as surprised as if he saw a ghost when he saw me... We just bumped into each other at the door of the ski equipment hall, and I invited him to have lunch together. He told me that he needed to go back and think about it carefully and re-evaluate our relationship."

Shan Chong laughed.

It's a real laugh, not the weird kind.

It can be seen that his mood has really improved after hearing about Lu Xin's retreat.

The man didn't bother to say too much nonsense. He had the upper hand in this matter and even felt like showing sympathy to the enemy. He raised his hand and touched the little girl's hairy head, and said hypocritically, "It's Master's fault. He scared him."

Before Wei Zhi could say anything, he heard him slowly say, "I'll go and say hello to their person in charge this afternoon. Tell them not to act as if they've seen a ghost when they see you. That's so rude."

Her head was under his big hand. The smell of medicine on the bandage entered her nose along with his light touch. The bandage made a rustling sound when it rubbed her head. She turned her head and looked at him: "What do you mean? You don't object to me playing with Lu Xin anymore?"

"Um."

"Why?"

The man smiled faintly.

"It's nothing. Just think of it as you convinced me."

Nothing really.

It was because I suddenly discovered that there was no need to use a big knife to kill a pig.

…

After lunch, when the girl picked up the afternoon tea menu, Shan Chong left her in the cafe and went to the lounge.

There weren't many people in the lounge at this time, except for a middle-aged man who was puffing out smoke.

This person is one of the senior directors of Wantong Hall. His surname is Lu and people call him Lao Lu when they see him. He is in his thirties and can be considered an old man in the snow circle.

He's a nice person and hasn't had any embarrassment with anyone in all these years.

Lao Lu is mainly responsible for Wantongtang's sponsorship and club activities in Xinjiang. He often stays at Silk Road Ski Resort and Jiangjun Mountain Ski Resort and is quite familiar with the area.

Yesterday I posted Shan Chong’s video to the Wantongtang group. At that time, he was really holding a cigarette and casually tagged his apprentice K, asking him, “This woman looks familiar. Is she the beloved apprentice of his who caused you to be carried away by Shan Chong last time?”

After K gave a positive answer, the Wantongtang group exploded with all kinds of comments.

Apart from those who are jealous or have bad intentions, the summary is "Shan Chong is in middle age, and she has a child in her old age, especially a baby, so we should stay away from her."

At that time, someone in the group asked, "Is she Shan Chong's apprentice?" The person who asked this question was a newcomer to the club, and no one took him seriously...

This kind of ordinary question was soon drowned out by the screen-sweeping comments.

Actually, Lao Lu didn't have a very deep memory of this person. He had just seen him a few times and could barely remember him. As a director, he didn't want to leave the newcomer out in the cold, so he kindly replied to him: Yes, it's her. Stay away from her if you see her on the snow trail. Look at K, she is avoiding the people from CK Club like a rat. If anything happens again, no one can stop you.

The person who asked the question was Lu Xin. Afterwards, he chatted privately with Lao Lu and said that he did know the young apprentice Shan Chong.

What can Lao Lu say? Just four words: stay away from her.

The master himself hit you with a stick, and you're still not running away?

At this time.

While thinking about this, Lao Lu was sitting in the lounge, smoking a cigarette with a coffee cup in his hand. In the air filled with smoke, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a black figure walked in and sat down next to him.

The milky white smoke blinded his eyes. Lao Lu narrowed his eyes slightly. He originally glanced at the person next to him casually and turned his head away... He thought about it again in his mind, and when he saw the other person's cold and noble jawline in the blurred smoke, he calmed himself, widened his eyes slightly, and slowly turned his head back.

——What wind brought this fairy here?

He said nothing.

But the man sitting next to him spoke first: "Did you send my video to the group last night?"

When he heard his cold voice, Lao Lu raised his head with a little caution: "I sent it."

What? It's not illegal, right? Then you posted it on a public platform and enabled the forwarding and downloading functions, isn't that to allow people to forward it?

Shan Chong paused, changed his sitting position, and said lazily: "Can you ask your Wantongtang people in Xinjiang to stay away from my apprentice?"

Hearing this, Lao Lu smiled and said, "Then why did you send the location? Isn't that what you meant? In case we don't know the location, which video did you use to locate it?"

After he finished speaking, Shan Chong fell silent.

That was exactly what I meant.

——The principle is very simple. Weizhi is ignorant and insists on playing with the boy in the purple sweater. He can't touch her, so she has no choice but to let him get out of here.

The method was quite useful and the effect was achieved, but this afternoon I saw the pitiful look on the little disciple's face after he was abandoned by his friends...

He felt a little reluctant again.

Start to examine whether you are doing something wrong.

In the end, he didn't do much self-reflection and realized that it was really not necessary to waste his energy. He was too nervous and felt a little confused.

So, the alert was lifted.

"Old K deserved it, but I shouldn't have scolded him." Shan Chong thought for a moment before saying, "What's wrong with normal social interaction? My little apprentice is a rookie, so it's normal for him to make some new friends."

It sounded more like he was talking to himself.

Lao Lu exclaimed, feeling new. He thought to himself, he hadn't seen this guy in a million years, and when he met him on the snow trail, he would at most give him a look as a favor. Now he has made a special trip to arrange a social event for his little apprentice?

He looked Shan Chong up and down: "... Then it seems that there is someone here who your little apprentice knew on the snow trail. Will you let them play?"

Shan Chong lightly touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue and pondered for a moment——

I really don't want to agree.

He just narrowed his eyes slightly, hesitated for three seconds, and said implicitly: "Just stop at the right time."

Hearing this, Lao Lu laughed: "Sure thing, Chongshen, this is the first time I smell this kind of reluctance in you."

The man uttered a "tsk".

"Is that really your apprentice?"

"Um?"

The man raised his eyelids, looking a little nonchalant, "If that's not a disciple, then what else could it be?"

"I've never seen you care so much about backstabbing them. Oh, when did you worry about your apprentice's friends after accepting him? One moment you sent a video to ban or kill him, and the little apprentice was unhappy, so you went there in person to remove the ban or kill order..." Lao Lu said, "Are you free?"

"A little bit." The man stretched out his legs, looking lazy, and said nonchalantly with his eyelids raised, "Why don't I send you the video? Isn't it cute when my apprentice is stuck with the front blade?"

His tone was cold.

"... Worship the gods," Lao Lu said sincerely, "If you really have time, go to Altay. If you go early, the Snow Federation may be able to squeeze out a spot for you."

"What for?"

"The Snow Federation World Cup?" He paused and added, "There is a big diving platform."

"Be a referee?"

Lao Lu looked at him speechlessly.

Shan Chong sneered after a long while, and said in an ambiguous tone, "That's a points competition, and there's no money. Why would an elderly retired player like me bother with that?"

Upon hearing this, Lao Lu seemed to be hesitant to speak.

However, Shan Chong did not give him a chance to speak. He stood up slowly, raised his hand with a smile and patted him heavily on the shoulder as a signal to end the conversation, then turned and left the lounge filled with tobacco smoke.

The moment he opened the door, through the white smoke that was enough to blur his vision, Lao Lu still saw the smile that was on the man's lips a second ago disappear without a trace.

…

After Shan Chong left, Wei Zhi sat alone in the cafe for a long time.

After dinner, she began to take over her afternoon tea seamlessly. As she was looking down at the menu, struggling over whether to choose French caramel pudding or matcha cheesecake, she heard the chair opposite her being pulled out.

Thinking that Shan Chong had returned, she muttered without even looking up: "You took a long time to go to the bathroom, so would you like to have pudding or matcha——"

The sound stopped abruptly as she raised her head.

The purple sweater was printed in the deep brown pupils, and the joy on the little girl's face froze for a few seconds, and then a strange expression appeared - normally, it was difficult to see such an expression on her slightly chubby face, a little sarcastic, and a little surprised.

"Hello," Wei Zhi said to Lu Xin, who was occupying the seat opposite him, "What can I do for you?"

She wasn't that mean before.

Maybe the infection was caused by the bed sheet, or maybe she was really disappointed with Lu Xin.

"...Xiaozhi." Lu Xin was so hurt by her words that he sat up a little, "I was wrong this morning."

Weizhi didn't know what to say, so she just said "Oh"... Mainly because she didn't want to say "It's okay" at all. She was so pitiful in the morning, like an abandoned cat, left alone at the door of the ski equipment hall to starve in the wind.

If the master hadn't passed by and picked her up, the small animal protection organization might have come to the door by now.

At this point, the image of Master in my heart became brighter.

"The main reason I'm like this today is because of the video I saw last night. Our entire WeChat group went crazy. Our board members warned us to be careful about the impact... I'm afraid I'll teach you something wrong and your master will be unhappy, and then there will be another disturbance like K before—"

What do you mean by "unhappy again"? K did something wrong in the first place. It's as if Dan Chong has a bad temper and gets unhappy for no reason...

………………Okay, although he does have a bad temper.

But at least you won’t lose your temper at strangers for no reason!

Wei Zhi frowned. She didn't feel relieved after hearing his explanation. Instead, she became even more unhappy. She put down the menu in her hand and said, "What are you talking about? My master is not Lord Yan or Ghost-Seeing Sorrow."

"That's not what I meant."

"What are you doing here?" She changed the subject, not wanting to bother with Shan Chong anymore. There was nothing good that came out of the mouths of those people in Wantong Hall. "Are you reconsidering whether or not to be friends with me?"

"Um."

“…”

Wei Zhi was stunned, thinking how dare you agree.

Just as she was extremely curious about how the situation suddenly took such a turn, she remembered that Shan Chong had just gone out... and now he hasn't come back yet, but her new friend has arrived first.

After hesitating for a moment, she remembered that he said he would contact the people in Wantong Hall, so she asked out of pure curiosity: "So, did you make another announcement in your group, such as telling you that the ban on Shan Chong's apprentice has been lifted" -"

"No, why would they issue such an announcement? I figured it out myself. Whether I am your friend or not has nothing to do with who your master is or which club I belong to..."

Lu Xin took out his phone and looked at it, and then saw that there was a new announcement in the Xinjiang group of Wantongtang——

【Lao Lu: Chongshen said that bygones are bygones, and his little apprentice (girlfriend) needs to socialize normally. If you meet on the snow trail, you don’t have to hide like a plague. Be friendly, for example, help someone up if they fall.】

Lu Xin: “…”

He put down his phone.

Lu Xin: "It was indeed sent, but it was just sent. I didn't see it before."

He emphasized that his presence here was entirely of his own volition.

However, Wei Zhi didn't care whether he saw it or not. She was now satisfied that Shan Chong didn't go to the bathroom just now, but kept his word. After apologizing, he really went to help her solve the embarrassing situation.

Nowadays, it is harder to find a man who will admit his mistakes without saying anything and then take the initiative to solve the problem immediately after admitting his mistakes than a three-legged clam or toad.

Hey, Master Sai Gao.

When Lu Xin looked up, he saw the little girl sitting opposite him with her chin supported by one hand, her face full of joy. Her eyes, which usually had round apricots, were now twinkling like stars. He thought that she finally didn't want to pursue the matter anymore.

He also breathed a sigh of relief, moved forward, and asked, "Do you still want to come this afternoon—"

"Okay."

Wei Zhi was not used to quarreling with others. Since he had nothing to do in the afternoon, he agreed to his request. Then he said without hesitation, "But I want to rest for a while and have a snack. If you are in a hurry, you can go first. I will come to you later."

She is just that kind of person. She may be extremely passionate at the beginning, but once her passion is extinguished, even if she forces herself to ignite it again, it seems that it will not be as strong as at the beginning.

Just leave it there and cook it perfunctorily.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a happy expression on the other person's face. The little girl looked at him a little strangely, wondering what there was to be happy about.

She lowered her head and continued to flip through the menu.

People were coming in and out of the café, and the wind chimes hanging on the door were jingling.

"You don't know, except for the people in our club, I don't have many friends here. I used to ski by myself, but later I met you and I'm happy to have someone to chat with on the magic carpet..." Lu Xin said, "When I went out today, I kept thinking that it's not easy to meet someone I can talk to on the snow track. There are not many newbies in Xinjiang. You are good-looking and have a good personality-"

He would praise her to the utmost.

When Wei Zhi heard the word "good-looking", his ears moved and he raised his head from the edge of the menu and was about to say "hmm" in agreement. But when he looked up, he saw a person standing behind Lu Xin.

"Master."

She put the menu down.

Lu Xin's words came to an abrupt end. He was stunned for a moment, turned around, and saw a tall man standing behind him with an expressionless face, not looking at him.

After the little girl greeted him, he responded, raised his hand, pulled out another chair, and sat down.

Then he took a slow look at Lu Xin, smiled, and said to Wei Zhi: "A friend is here to see you?"

The atmosphere in the air changed immediately. I don't know why, but it was as if the man had brought in the cold air from outside. The relaxation I had just felt was gone in an instant...

Even if he did nothing.

Wei Zhi was still a little unsure of the man's attitude, so she nodded cautiously and said, "We've made an appointment to go skating together this afternoon."

Shan Chong was silent.

Weizhi was a little nervous and thought, if he doesn't let me, I won't go.

Before she could figure it out, the man didn't react much. He just said "hmm" and raised his hand to rub his brow slowly. He looked a little tired and said, "Go ahead. If you have any questions, send me a WeChat message. I'll get back to you when I see it."

"You don't have classes this afternoon?"

"Well, I've returned it." The man lowered his eyes and said in a calm voice, "Master is not in a good mood. I'm going to rest in the afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhi turned around and asked the waiter for two desserts, French pudding and matcha cheese, as well as a glass of milk, and asked for three packets of white sugar.

After finishing everything, she turned around and smiled apologetically at Lu Xin: "Then I won't go this afternoon either. See you tomorrow."

Before Lu Xin could react, the man who claimed to be in a bad mood flipped through the dessert menu and lazily asked the waiter to add another piece of Earl Grey Mille-feuille.

…

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when we came out after afternoon tea.

It snowed on the way back to the hotel.

Shan Chong looked at the little girl beside him. The gaps in her braided hair were filled with white snowflakes. The snowflakes melted under the lingering warmth and quickly disappeared into the gaps in her hair.

She was frozen and shivered silently, like a small stray dog ​​next to a trash can.

Shan Chong casually took off his coat and threw it on her head. She was suddenly enveloped by the familiar breath of a man. She was stunned for a moment, raised her head and looked at him, a little bit of blood on her fair face.

"What are you looking at?" He raised the corner of his lip, "Let's go."

The two walked very fast, but when they arrived downstairs of the hotel, they were blocked by a courier. They glanced at the black logo on the car, and at that moment a SF Express guy just walked out of the hotel dragging a flat bag.

Going around to the other side of the car, Shan Chong was caught off guard and collided with the person squatting behind the car and smoking. Judging from the expressions of both parties at the time, they both felt that it was very unlucky to meet each other by chance.

Dai Duo held a cigarette in his mouth expressionlessly as he watched his board bag being put on the courier. He took out his cell phone and asked the courier boy in a long voice, "What's the courier fee?"

After looking at the express fee, he said, "It's so expensive to drive to a place that takes only an hour? Are you charging random fees... Remote area? Delivering from a remote area to a remote area is also called a remote area. I've complained to you guys."

There is still a lot of useless nonsense.

Shan Chong felt like he had lost a few years of his life when he heard the voice, and he was about to pass by him with an expressionless face. At this moment, there was a "pop" sound behind him, accompanied by a painless blow to the back, and a snowball exploded behind him -

Shan Chong was not scared.

Instead, it startled the little girl who was jumping up the stairs shoulder to shoulder with him.

He paused, and between the choice of walking on without looking back or turning back, he chose the latter. However, his face was cold and his dark pupils were bottomless as he lowered his eyes to look at the young man squatting beside the express car.

The latter now stretched out his hands, resting his elbows on his knees, holding a cigarette in his mouth. If it weren't for his delicate and good-looking white face, he would have looked like a street urchin... At this moment, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Shan Chong from a distance: "Not going to Altay?"

Shan Chong was really in a bad mood now.

He thought these people were sick.

Today a group came to ask him to go to Altay.

He responded with a silent denial. Dai Duo was not too surprised and laughed, "I forgot. You are not competing and I don't know what you are doing there... You can't just squat under the stage and clap."

"..." Shan Chong said expressionlessly, "You called me just to quarrel? You jerk?"

Dai Duo's cigarette flickered in his mouth, and he snorted with an ambiguous laugh. Amid the sparks, he said vaguely, "It's okay. Go away. I don't talk to trash."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings fell into silence.

Shunfeng brother couldn't understand the subtle atmosphere floating in the air at this moment. He pulled the handbrake with a "squeak". Sitting in the car, his eyes went back and forth between the two handsome guys who had to get wet in the snow without sheltering under the eaves. He sighed in his heart, "Good-looking people really don't like the opposite sex." He also glanced sympathetically at the little girl standing next to him like a statue with no sound, no image, and no picture...

Then he rode away slowly on his broken tricycle.

The sky is gloomy.

Snow fell from the thick, light gray clouds, and it seemed to make a sound when it hit the ground.

At this time, the man standing in front of the hotel stairs was half leaning sideways, with his eyes downcast, looking at the person squatting not far away... The latter called him to leave, but he did not turn around and leave immediately, until a grain of snow fell on his fan-like eyelashes, trembled, and melted.

"How many points did you get?"

The man asked, his voice was low and lazy, and his voice almost seemed to be blown away in the wind and snow.

Dai Duo bit his cigarette butt and said, "A little over 600."

Athletes qualify for the Winter Olympics based on a points system.

Before each Winter Olympics, athletes who want to qualify for the Winter Olympics must participate in various World Cups, World Championships, Continental Cups and other specific competitions organized by the International Ski Federation, and get points based on their ranking in the competitions.

Then until the Winter Olympics, the top 30 athletes in each event automatically qualify for the Olympics.

More than 600 points, to be honest, it’s a little short.

Based on the scoring results of previous Winter Olympics, more than 800 points is relatively stable.

"You are really not in a hurry at all," Shan Chong said calmly, "I really want to kick you."

Dai Duo laughed when he heard this: "There are many people going to the World Cup in Altay this time. If we get into the top three, we can probably get more than 90 points."

Winter Olympic points competitions vary in type, with both large-scale and small-scale competitions. The points for each Winter Olympic point competition are not fixed, but are directly linked to the current competitors.

For example, if this competition involves world-famous athletes in that event, then the ranking points reward will naturally be high.

On the contrary, the point reward may be like giving alms to beggars.

Shan Chong naturally understood the rule. He remained noncommittal when he heard it, and rarely refrained from saying something like “What ranking will you get?”

Perhaps it was because it was a snowy day and the surroundings were too quiet, he himself could not remember when was the last time he had a good conversation with Dai Duo... After hesitating for three seconds, he walked up to the young man and cast his shadow over him.

When the latter looked up at him in a daze, he bent down, took the cigarette from his mouth and threw it into the snow.

The fireworks that were still flickering with flames met the cold white snow and went out with a "hiss".

"Don't smoke too much while you're in service," Shan Chong said. "If Wang Xin sees this, he'll be so pissed off you'll die."

Dai Duo chuckled, not much of a smile, turned his head away and stared at the extinguished cigarette, muttering softly: "If you want to piss him off to death, you should be the first one... He has been asking people to ask you, a dead salted fish, if you have any intention of going to Altay these days."

"Including the old road?"

“He also called Lao Lu?”

Dai Duo's voice began to sound a little doubtful that his coach had gone insane.

"What am I going to do in Altay?"

“…”

The man's somewhat stubborn attitude woke Dai Duo up from his coaching state. He was silent for three seconds, then stopped smiling and pursed his lips, revealing a slightly irritated expression: "Shan Chong, do you have no self-esteem? Or is it that the whole world cannot wake up a person like you who is pretending to be asleep?"

"Why am I pretending to sleep?"

"The flying thing in the video you asked Weizhi to record for you yesterday wasn't the stage?"

"Yes, a small platform."

"Little jumping platform, you can go up to the sky and spin so many times, are you a god?"

"It was just a shadow for 0.1 seconds. How many times did you see me turn?"

Dai Duo was completely impatient. He stood up and threw his phone at the person in front of him: "Look at your mother!"

His voice was like the thunder before a storm.

"Shan Chong! Can you look at yourself in the mirror and see how shrunken you are now! I really don't understand you. You can obviously still jump, why don't you——"

His words were interrupted when his cell phone fell to the ground with a thud. The screen shattered and landed miserably between the two of them.

No one picked it up, there was only a brief, suffocating silence.

"Tell Wang Xin that I won't go to Altay." Shan Chong finally broke the silence, his voice very calm, "If he comes to the Silk Road, he is welcome to have a drink with me."

As he spoke, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him. He turned around to look at the little girl next to him, who was wrapped in his coat and was frozen to the point that only a pair of eyes were exposed, staring at her fiercely.

I was stunned for a moment.

I looked down at the bandage on my injured hand again, and vaguely remembered that night when I poured her a glass of beer, she had the same expression as now, with her eyes almost popping out of her head...

He chuckled to himself and added, "Wait until you finish the race. It will be about time for the doctor to approve drinking."

Sen Sen's sight disappeared.

“…”

"That's it."

After saying this, he turned around and left without any sign of reluctance, going up the stairs he should have walked up five minutes ago.

After walking two steps, she turned around as if she remembered something and saw Wei Zhi still standing on the steps. She was looking at Dai Duo with a hesitant look in her eyes. She asked, "You will have the competition next week. Even if most people don't believe in gods and Buddhas, they know that they should be kind for ten days before doing big things. So--"

The man raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and pulled the hood of her clothes, and said in a deep voice: "What about that?"

Weizhi: “…”

Shan Chong: "Are you still not leaving?"

Her unfinished words were interrupted, and she said "oh" and hurried to catch up.

Then both of them disappeared from Dai Duo's sight.

——He didn’t even leave a decent blessing like “Good luck in the game”.

Dai Duo was left alone, standing there in a daze for a long time, then looked up at the direction the man left, as if no one had ever been there.

His eyes gradually came into focus. Facing the empty air and the ice and snow, he took a deep breath, his dark eyes filled with gloom.

"Hold."