It was easy for Fan Zhiyi to prevent the snowman from melting. He silently used his spiritual power to surround it, as if putting a protective cover on it. "I'm not angry with him, I'm just angry with myself." Knowing that Bing Nandong was worried, why did he provoke him?
"Then don't be angry with yourself, Master. You are the best Master!"
This was the first time Fan Zhiyi heard someone say this about him. It would be a lie to say he wasn't moved. If he wasn't concerned about his reputation, he would have burst into tears on the spot. The male lead is a little sun, damn, it's so heartwarming. He will support the male lead for the rest of his life!
Fan Zhiyi smiled and said, "You've only been with me for a few days, and you already know that I'm the best."
Cen Jun really thought about it seriously: "Disciple just knows that you are the best master, the master that disciple will respect for the rest of his life!"
Okay, okay, male protagonist, remember what you said and respect me for the rest of my life. Don’t change your mind in the future and don’t do anything unnecessary. This is just showing your filial piety to me, an old man.
Because of Cen Jun's words, Fan Zhiyi's worries dissipated a lot. Seeing that Fan Zhiyi's mood had improved a little, Cen Jun said that he would also make a snowman for the eldest brother, and ran into the snow again.
Fan Zhiyi was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he specially set up a small barrier and squatted next to Cen Jun, watching him concentrate on making a snowman. For a moment, Fan Zhiyi also felt eager to try it. You know, he had never seen such heavy snow, nor had he played snowball fights or made snowmen. He used to envy others when he watched short videos playing.
So Fan Zhiyi rolled up his sleeves, ready to show off his skills, and then he got a strange-looking snowman. No matter how he wrapped the ball, it just wasn't round enough, and when he put two balls together, it looked like that.
Fan Zhiyi and Cen Jun were having a lot of fun, chatting and making all kinds of things with the snow, until the first ray of light in the sky pushed away the dark clouds, fell on the plum tree, and the snow stopped.
At this time, Cen Junzheng had prepared a sword, saying that this was a style he designed himself, and it still needed to be modified. When he had spirit stones in the future, he would find the most powerful weaponsmith in the world of immortal cultivation to make him the most unique and powerful magic weapon in the world.
Fan Zhiyi thought to himself that his wish would definitely come true, after all, he was the male protagonist.
After squatting for a long time, when Fan Zhiyi stood up again, his legs were numb and his back and waist were sore. It turned out that when people get old, they have to accept their age.
He yawned and looked at Cen Jun who was in high spirits. Cen Jun was admiring their masterpiece of the night. There was a circle of various snow piles under the plum tree, as if they were having a meeting. Fan Zhiyi thought it was cute. If he had a mobile phone, he would really like to take a picture and save it.
Speaking of craftsmanship, Fan Zhiyi finally realized that he was a clumsy person. The snowmen he made did not show much improvement and were just passable at best. On the contrary, Cen Jun's craftsmanship became more and more exquisite, and the sword looked so lifelike that one could even see the sharp edge on the tip of the sword.
Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but sigh, "This ice sword will definitely be very handsome if it's made into a real one."
Cen Jun nodded and suddenly sighed: "If only brother were here, I also want him to see such a beautiful snow scene."
"Don't worry, we will definitely find your brother." Shao Congyi couldn't help but rub Cen Jun's head soothingly.
"Master, you don't know that I've been able to see ghosts since I was a child. When I first told my companions about it, they didn't believe me and always beat me, calling me a liar. I was really scared when they deliberately left me at the Xue residence. There were so many ghosts there. Until my brother showed up, he took me on an endless run, never abandoning me no matter how dangerous it was. He even sacrificed himself to divert the ghosts away in order to find a way out for me. Unfortunately, after my brother and senior brother sent me to Tianyun Sect to practice, I rarely saw them anymore."
"Your brother is a good person." No wonder Cen Jun was so eager to find him.
Cen Jun looked at the two snowmen in his hands, one on the left and one on the right, and muttered, "One for the eldest brother, and one for my elder brother. Will my elder brother like them?"
"He will definitely like it." As long as it was made by Cen Jun, his brother would definitely like it. Fan Zhiyi reached out and brushed the snowmen. "Master has cast a spell on these two snowmen. Unless you deliberately destroy them, they will never melt."
Upon hearing this, Cen Jun was overjoyed: "Master, you are so kind!"
Fan Zhiyi was very pleased with Cen Jun's praise and waved his hand: "That's right." If he doesn't favor his own disciple, who will he favor?
"Then Master, don't you have any snowmen ready to give to others?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Master... has always been alone." Fan Zhiyi put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, making himself look more mature.
This does not go against the character that the world has prepared for him. Fan Zhiyi has always been alone in the real world for so many years. He has forgotten whether he has received any gifts from others, whether he has given gifts in return, or whether there is anyone he wants to give gifts to.
Some people may not be able to make friends naturally, so they just need to keep a proper distance from others.
Fan Zhiyi was socially anxious and not very good at getting along with others. He might have had one or two close friends back in school, but he didn't feel particularly sad when they parted ways. After that, the contact gradually faded. So, until the moment of his death, aside from a slight sadness over money, he didn't feel particularly sad. After all, life was the same in any world.
No, he remembered that he had actually given a gift to the little golden retriever he raised. As for the memory of his life, the one he remembered most clearly was the time he spent with the little golden retriever. There seemed to be nothing else worth remembering.
"Then can you give everything that Master made to me and Big Brother?"
Fan Zhiyi stared blankly down at Cen Jun. Cen Jun smiled and said, "Master won't be alone anymore."
"good."
Cen Jun squatted over and looked at what Fan Zhiyi had made. He pointed at one and asked, "Master, what is this?"
"Oh, this is a kind of car in our place. It has four wheels and is fueled by gasoline. It starts when you turn the steering wheel and step on the accelerator." Fan Zhiyi tried to explain it in simple terms. He really didn't know what to pile up, so he just piled up a small car. He also dreamed of buying a car of his own back then.
"Oh." Cen Jun said sincerely, "I can't imagine where Master is from. How come he has never heard of such a car?"
Fan Zhiyi smiled mysteriously and chose a very pretentious way of answering: "The world is complicated, this is a secret."
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