Sky-high bride price: the 66-day lover of the school grass

Chapter 703 Looking for someone aimlessly (8)

Perhaps the existence of Shangguan Mo is more important to Shangguan Chenfeng than the existence of Shangguan Master.

That kind of trust could not be cultivated overnight, it was gradually cultivated by Shangguan Mo taking care of him for so many years.

Shangguan Chenfeng can believe what she wrote, but he also believes in Shangguan Mo...

Thinking of this, Lin Xu'er's eyes gradually dimmed, and she was forced to follow that person. Since she had written all these words to Shangguan Chenfeng, she was not afraid of bearing the consequences.

What consequences are worse than being thrown into a dungeon?
Gradually, her ears could no longer hear the din, and it became more and more quiet. This kind of quiet can actually be seen as a harbinger of a storm.
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The tower is still very lively.

Shangguan Chenfeng took the trouble to cut through the crowd, looking for Lin Xuer, he still held the piece of paper in his hand, and he had already thrown away the album.

But this piece of paper, he tore it off.

His figure kept moving through the crowd, but the towers, squares, and streets were all crowded with people. In such an environment, finding someone was more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

Looking for someone aimlessly like this, when will we find them?
After twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the temperature became lower and lower, but there was a layer of sweat on his head, and the scorching sweat kept dispersing.

The time passed extremely fast.

The revelers also gradually dispersed.

No more hymns were uttered in the church.

There is no more Mr. Clown giving gifts in the square.

The roadside stalls selling Christmas presents were also gone.

And those girls guarding the stall...

All of them disappeared, and the crowd gradually dispersed...

Shangguan Chenfeng's footsteps stopped slowly, his eyes became extremely cold, and the piece of paper was already soaked with sweat.

The words on it were blurred by sweat.

But he could still think of those words in his mind, and his face suddenly turned grim. After thinking for a while, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and made a call.

"Come out and pick me up."

The bitter cold wind kept blowing.

I don't know when snowflakes floated in the sky.

After the carnival, there is endless desolation.

Shangguan Chenfeng raised his head and looked at the street not far away, and then he continued to walk towards the street...

There are still candy paper left on the ground, as well as the little snowman thrown on the ground by some naughty child.

Shangguan Chenfeng lowered his head to take a look, then slowly bent down to pick up the little snowman, it was very ordinary and nothing special.

This snowman is made of foam, but the hat and clothes are extraordinarily delicate.

Shangguan Mo also gave him this kind of thing to play with, but the one he held was relatively big. He was four or five years old at that time, and he was not that tall.

In front of Shangguan Mo, he was just a little guy.

On Christmas Day, the snowman he brought over was much larger than this one, fully half as tall as he was then, and the one he is holding now is at best a miniature version.

But just this miniature version can also bring back memories deep in his heart.

Shangguan Mo has ambitions, but not elsewhere, he has ambitions for his mother, that's all.

Shangguan Mo had been by his side since he was a child. It was a kind of trust born from his bones. He believed what Lin Xuer wrote, but he didn't believe it either.

She didn't finish her words, and there was another part that she kept hiding...

(End of this chapter)