"Yeah, I just came here," Lei Yun smiled, seeing Lei Shi's purple eyes, which are completely different from his own, suddenly widen, and then slowly highlighted the second half of the sentence: "It is said that the boy has changed a lot now— - Thunder Lion? Thunder Lion? Did you hear me?"

"Ah? Go on, I'll listen." The corner of Lei Shi's mouth twitched—God knows that An Mixiu could be shocked by this incident.

"I said you kid can't respect your brother?" Lei Yun said a few more words out of habit, knowing that it was useless, and then looked helplessly at Lei Shi's perfunctory nod and continued: "I said, An Mixiu There have been big changes in the past few years, for example, he can speak now—do you remember? He was still a little guy who could only sign and write very well, but people still remember you.”

Lei Shi raised his eyebrows——An Mixiu's ability to speak was indeed quite unexpected news for him, but the world is so big and full of wonders, it's just that a dumb person who can speak after being cured doesn't surprise him that much.

"Why is he here? The news is so well-informed?" Lei Shi actually didn't care, the relationship between An Mixiu and him was nothing more than a good playmate who was saved when he was a child, and then there was nothing much in general that's it.

The second prince looked at him for a few times and didn't want to say anything more. He picked up a document and started to look at it for a while, then turned his head and asked him as if he had thought of something, "Are you going to see your father?"

Lei Shi was silent, he couldn't see his expression because he had been nestled in the cushion of the recliner, even the moonlight and the faint light of candlelight couldn't see Lei Shi's expression.

Lei Yun suddenly remembered that Lei Shi slipped back to the palace for the first time after he actually escaped. At that time, he was not as proficient as he is now, and he accidentally disturbed the guard who was bored and was patrolling the garden at night, and then hurriedly ran into him In the bedroom, he hurriedly tried to escape again.

At that time, Lei Yun hugged Lei Shi to dissuade the guards and coaxed him carefully, just like the night the queen died.But the difference is that Lei Shi still had some wounds on his body at that time, he settled Lei Shi in the bedroom, and took a shortcut to the palace medical center to get some medicine and came back.

When he came back, Lei Shi still didn't light the lamp in the room, and the faint moonlight became more blurred and faint through the blurred colored skylight. He couldn't see Lei Shi's face clearly, so he could only walk in front of him and knelt down and rubbed his face. He comforted him by looking at his short hair, which was soft but somewhat thorny because of the short cut - Lei Yun didn't know what happened, but he knew that it was not a normal thing and Lei Shi would never come back, so he could only comfort him now.

"Go, of course I'll take a look when I'm back." Lei Shi suddenly got up from the reclining chair, his long scarf fluttered in the air for a while and then slowly fell silent, following behind Lei Shi peacefully .

An Mixiu felt that it was unreasonable not to go out to relax once in Wangcheng, so he looked at the night scene outside and tidied himself up briefly before leaving the hotel he temporarily chose to blend in with the crowd.

It was the first time for An Mixiu to walk alone in a human city - before, Irus led him along.

For the current An Mixiu, many things happened almost half a year ago, but the reality has proved that it has been more than half a year since Irus left. This fact makes An Mixiu feel lonely inevitably. .

He sighed, the distant aurora in his eyes was reflected by the blurred light of Wanjia lights, but it didn't make it any warmer at all. In this extremely bustling city, he was just purely alone.

The people around were chatting with each other, and the hawkers were yelling hard to promote their products, hoping to attract passers-by to buy them. In the distance, a boy wearing a green hat and an out-of-date red scarf picked some sweet fruits and put them in kraft paper bags. After wrapping up and thanking the boss politely, he hurriedly turned around and prepared to leave.

An Mixiu walked slowly in the night market. He is not the kind of person who likes to think about the past frequently. Irus has also taught others that they should not blindly follow the past when they live in the world. The past will eventually become the past. There will always be a new future for us.

He stretched out in the crowd and put his hands behind his head like an ordinary young man without stress, appearing very relaxed and wanton.

A gust of breeze blew through the night market from a distance, and the popularity of the night market spread to further places. The young girls who didn't protect their skirts in time screamed and wanted to protect their exposed white calves.

TBC.

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