My bodyguard is super cold

Jiang Yuanbao took Feng Sheng's hand and walked towards the playground: "Follow me closely, if you lose track of me, you won't be able to receive the gift I gave you tonight."

"Gift?" Feng Sheng held Jiang Yuanbao's little hand tightly in his palm, "There is a gift, so I have to hold on tight."

Jiang Yuanbao chuckled, his hand was tightly grasped, it felt so good.

Jiang Yuanbao first took Feng Sheng around the campus for a day. This was the first day after the holiday, and everyone's enthusiasm hadn't faded. When the school celebration was held again, many students were naturally even more excited.

Guessing that it was almost time, Jiang Yuanbao took Feng Sheng to the playground.

The playground was brightly lit and full of voices. There was a rostrum on one side of the playground, and the host was talking impassionedly on the stage.

Feng Sheng glanced around the playground: "This is..."

"Campfire."

It was only then that Feng Sheng noticed that in the center of the playground, there was a high platform made of firewood.

Men and women are gathering from all directions, and many of them wear masks of different shapes.

"I didn't expect there to be such an event in your school." Feng Sheng sighed in his tone.

I also feel a little sour in my heart. If there were no things that happened during these five years, what would they be like now.

Jiang Yuanbao looked proud: "How about it, awesome! This is a unique school celebration cultural festival in our college, and many people from other schools can't come if they want to come!"

At this moment, Jiang Yuanbao's pure white face was full of excitement, and a pair of bright eyes shone with fine starlight, which was even more radiant than the stars in the sky, as beautiful as an elf.

Feng Sheng only felt that his heart was soft at this moment, and the years were peaceful.

He who has lived in darkness all year round, in such a bright little face, it seems that the haze is gradually dissipating...

He knew a long time ago that Jiang Yuanbao was the only light in his life.

Fortunately, his light didn't go out, and he grabbed it back into his hand again.

"Yuanbao..." Feng Sheng's voice was hoarse, looking at Jiang Yuanbao's profile, Jiang Yuanbao was very excited at the moment.

"Feng Sheng, look, it's time to light a bonfire!"

Jiang Yuanbao excitedly stretched out his hand and pushed him. He looked up and saw four people wearing wizard masks and pointing torches walking to the bonfire, and lit the wooden platform with torches from four angles.

"boom--"

The fire was blazing.

The surrounding music gradually became clear, as if it came from the distant sky.

In the light of the jumping fire, Jiang Yuanbao turned around lightly, faced Feng Sheng with a smile, and made a standard dancing invitation.

"Feng Sheng, can you dance with me?"

"my pleasure."