Bingnan Dongcheng was not lying to him. If he said it would be soon, then it would be soon. Before Fan Zhiyi's stool could even warm up, the young disciples scattered like fireworks.
Xiaobao and the other disciples gathered together, chatting and laughing, and were about to leave. Seeing this, Fan Zhiyi was finally relieved. He stood up, patted his butt, sighed deeply, and put his hands behind his back. He felt that he had aged a lot: "Bing Nandong, let's go."
Fan Zhiyi took a few steps and realized that Bing Nandong did not follow him. He turned around and found that the man had walked straight forward. Fan Zhiyi opened his mouth, then quickly found a place to hide.
He was a little nervous for no reason. He heard Bing Nandong call out "Xiaobao" awkwardly, but he couldn't hear anything else.
Fan Zhiyi never thought that he would be so timid that he didn't even dare to take a sneak peek. He was actually afraid. What if Xiaobao heard those legends about the original body in Tianyun Sect and was unwilling to approach him? Or what if someone discovered the different relationship between him and Xiaobao and encouraged other disciples to isolate Xiaobao?
Just as Fan Zhiyi was lost in thought, a little kid quickly hugged his legs and said, "Brother!"
Xiaobao's face was red from training under the sun, and the smile on his face was innocent and bright like a child's, which automatically dispelled the haze in people's hearts.
Fan Zhiyi smiled and squatted down to rub Xiaobao's head: "Xiaobao, how is it going in Tianyunmen?"
"Very good!" Xiaobao hugged him, his tone a little aggrieved, "Xiaobao misses brother very much. Brother said he would come to pick me up, but I waited and waited, and brother never came. Senior Brother said that as long as Xiaobao is obedient and practices well, he will bring brother to see Xiaobao."
Fan Zhiyi couldn't bear to see the child being wronged, so he immediately coaxed him, "Brother, you're here now! You were too busy, so you didn't come right away."
Xiaobao hugged Fan Zhiyi's neck, put his head on his shoulder and stopped talking. It was rare for Fan Zhiyi to feel that the child was a little more lively.
He looked across. Xiaobao's friends were still waiting for him. Fan Zhiyi didn't want others to see him spending too much time with Xiaobao, so he patted Xiaobao on the back and said, "Alright, alright. I'm so happy to see you're so good. Go find your friends."
Xiaobao refused to let go, so Fan Zhiyi said, "Be good, Xiaobao. It's not like you'll disappear forever."
"So, how long will it take for Brother to come see me next time?"
Fan Zhiyi couldn't say for sure, and he didn't plan to come here often.
"Next time is next time." Fan Zhiyi smiled, wiped away Xiaobao's tears, and patted his shoulder, "Okay, go."
Xiaobao was reluctant to leave, and Fan Zhiyi waved at him: "If someone bullies you, come find him." Fan Zhiyi pulled Bing Nandong over and laughed heartily.
Xiaobao nodded and said, "Brother, Xiaobao now has a name. It was chosen by the teacher. It is called Cen Jun, which means "Cen in the mountains" and "Jun in the gentleman's name."
"I know, Xiao Cen-jun, Xiaobao."
After watching Xiaobao leave, Fan Zhiyi lowered his hand, which had been suspended in the air, and suddenly felt a bit sad: "The gentleman Xiaobao is talking about is..."
"It's the school teacher who teaches new disciples. Disciples of this age should learn in that school." Bing Nandong roughly pointed the direction to Fan Zhiyi, but Fan Zhiyi's mind was not here at all.
These are not the main points. The main point is that it seems that just as Bing Nandong said, Xiaobao is indeed living a good life here. Fan Zhiyi is completely relieved and sighs, "I finally understand what it feels like to be an old father."
Bing Nandong gave him a deep look. Fan Zhiyi looked back and asked him with a playful smile, "You feel the same way, don't you?"
"No." Bing Nandong walked away, "But you went out and found a person and a cat."
"Don't you like Xiaobao and Xiaohei very much?" Fan Zhiyi muttered softly. Bing Nandong taught Fan Zhiyi many things about raising cats. Sometimes when Fan Zhiyi forgot something, Bing Nandong would take care of it.
This guy obviously likes it very much, but pretends not to care on the surface. What an awkward child.
Fan Zhiyi ran after him and asked, "Where are we going next?"
"Where do you want to go?"
"Me?" Fan Zhiyi thought about it for a moment, then came to the conclusion, "Probably not."
"Then let's go to the market at the foot of the mountain."
That's fine, but there's a question: "Walk on again?"
"What else?"
"Hey, alright, alright." Fan Zhiyi followed for nearly an hour before finally reaching the market entrance. His legs were extremely sore. Looking at Bing Nandong, who was still standing tall in front of him, Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but ask him, "Aren't you tired?"
"Are you tired?"
Fan Zhiyi panted: "Can't you see?"
"We'll be there in a little while."
"Where are we going anyway?"
"Zuixianglou."
Zui Xiang Lou? Sounds familiar.
Fan Zhiyi ran forward a few steps and grabbed Bing Nandong's sleeve, motioning him to walk slower: "What are you going there for?"
"Eat." Bing Nandong's answer was very concise, and he glanced lightly at Fan Zhiyi's hand holding his.
Fan Zhiyi instantly realized that he had done something terribly wrong that would make Bing Nandong angry, so he took the initiative to let go of his hand and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it."
"...Why are you always so cautious with me?" Bing Nandong turned and grabbed Fan Zhiyi's wrist through his sleeve. Without looking at him again, he said quietly and quickly, "The market is crowded at night, and it's hard to find someone if you get lost."
The young man's strong hand pulled him forward. The lights around him were dim. Fan Zhiyi didn't notice Bing Nandong's red ears. He just kept repeating a sentence in his heart.
It's over.
Seeing that Bing Nandong no longer pretended to dislike his touch as before, Fan Zhiyi became more certain of his guess.
It's over, it's really over. He is a rotten man who toyed with the precious feelings of an innocent boy.
Fan Zhiyi accused and blamed himself, wondering if it would be better if he kept a little distance from himself.
No, he still has to cling to Bing Nandong in Tianyunmen. Help, help, how long will it take for Baibai to come back? After he comes back, he can discuss the next steps with Baibai, the stupid system, and then plan to delete Bing Nandong as a friend and say goodbye. Everyone should take this opportunity to part ways amicably.
Bing Nandong slowed down his pace and looked back suddenly. Fan Zhiyi saw the fragmented light in his eyes, which eventually merged into his own appearance and was reflected. He couldn't help but take a few steps closer and stand close to him.
Bing Nandong grabbed him a little harder, and the two of them pressed close together.
But it’s not because of anything else, it’s simply because the surroundings are too crowded!
It is not an exaggeration to say that he was squeezed by people. Fan Zhiyi felt that he was completely stuck to Bing Nandong's back, and his facial features were about to be deformed.
However, he still had the leisure to think about whether Bing Nandong, who was facing away from him, had the same ghostly eyes as him. When Fan Zhiyi thought of this huge contrast, he found it funny.
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