When Fu Sheng passed, Xie Yu was running after the snowball in the yard.

He couldn't make a sound, so he had to run behind it, and his hair was in a mess.

"Xie Yu." He stood at the door and called him.

The boy who was running in the yard stopped and looked at him.

His eyes suddenly brightened, and he ran away from chasing the cat. He immediately ran over and stood in front of him, breathing a little.

He doesn't have to talk now. Fu Sheng can probably guess what he means.

Fu Sheng looked at the thin sweat on his forehead and said, "come and see you."

Xie Yu bent his lips and laughed.

The two entered the room together.

Yunfeng and the people beside him squatted down outside the wing room, and they sighed together.

The master seems to be trapped.

Why.

Mingming has never been in love for so many years.

At that time, he was obedient to Qi Ming's words, and Qi Ming held his arms all day long and sang songs all night. They thought that his master was not in love.

So many years have been a person, are all for Qi Ming keep one's body as jade?

But gradually, they found that he was the same to Qi Ming.

There is no emotion except gratitude for saving lives.

On the contrary, Qi Ming has a strange attitude towards his master.

Xie Yu had a lot of preserved fruits and dried fruits on his desk. He took two walnuts and gently pinched them in his hand. The shell of the walnut cracked. He sat there and peeled the walnuts and sent them to Fu Sheng's mouth.

Fu Sheng's eyes were a little complicated.

Xie Yu handed it forward again, as if urging him.

Fu Sheng lowered his head and ate the walnut he had peeled.

He dropped his eyes and asked carelessly, "why did you go to the palace that day?"

Xie Yu took the walnut in his hand and suddenly raised his eyes. His eyes were still very clear and clean.

He tilted his head, squeezed the walnut in one hand and opened it with a bang. He didn't seem to care about the walnut in his hand. After thinking for a while, he threw the walnut into his mouth and got up to write.

Fu Sheng sat there quietly waiting.

After a while, Xie Yu brought the paper, pen and inkstone.

He pushed all the dried fruits aside, sat down in front of him and seriously wrote:

[what's the matter? 】

Fu Sheng lowered his eyes, and his voice was very light and gentle: "it's nothing. Just ask."

Xie Yu's eyes were dazed.

Fu Sheng paused for a moment and added, "you said that day that you went for me."

Xie Yu suddenly opens his lips and smiles. He takes a look at him and writes on the paper:

[yes, it's for you, not for him. What's the meaning of assassinating him. 】You can rest assured that since you don't want him to die, I won't touch him. 】

Fu Sheng's eyes flashed: "why... It's for me."

Xie Yu raises his eyes and looks at him with clear eyes. He looks at him, purses his lips, and lowers his head to write:

[because everyone says that you are very good with him, that you cherish the cat he gave you, and that you follow his advice. You may... Like him. 】

[he told you to go to the palace again, so I went to have a look. 】

[it turns out that he doesn't look very good, and it's hard to say a word about him. You shouldn't like him. 】

Fu Sheng looked at the words on the paper, and he didn't know why. When he saw the two words "like" written by him, he felt a little hot.

It's like... My heart beat a lot faster.

He held down the waves in his heart and raised his eyes to see Xie Yu. His tone was as gentle as usual. "If I really like him, what will you do?"