Zhuo Yifan said that wind is rain, and while the courage still existed, he chased his master's hometown in one breath.

He came to Lu City for the first time and tried to call Fang Jingyao a few times, but the other party's cell phone kept turning off, so hesitant that he could only find a hotel to stay in a temporary place, and wandered around aimlessly for a while, intending to find a stuttering to make do.

As soon as I took two steps, I heard two little girls beside him looking at his eyes glowing, whispering to confirm something to each other, and blushed and walked towards him.

"Are you Zhuo Xiaohei?"

Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment, but nodded. It was the pseudonym he used when drawing comics. He also went out to sign several times. The most recent one was last month, and he probably was recognized.

Sure enough, the two girls screamed in a low voice, and one of them was excited and blushed. They looked through the bag and found paper and pen, and tentatively handed it over to him for signature: "Can you, can you please write a to sign? Write it to Xiaoxiao baby..." The girl herself felt a little embarrassed and explained: "I asked for it for my niece. She especially likes your comics. She bought it at home!"

Zhuo Yifan has indeed published several comics of all ages in the past two years. Among them, the black cat personification is very popular. After the emoticon package is released, many people have used it. They are quite familiar with it. In addition to the little girls, there are many elementary school students who come to the comic exhibition to chase him and sign. There are many aunt fans, and they are really loved.

Zhuo Yifan signed them neatly and drew a little black cat. The two girls immediately called out again in surprise, obviously not expecting that there would be a special sign.

Their movement was a bit loud. In addition, Zhuo Yifan was standing there, although he was wearing plain clothes, but his face was too outstanding, and he looked like a little star wearing a private suit. His loose shirt and linen pants looked casual and soft, with a fluffy and cute little white fur on his back. He probably didn't pay attention when he fell asleep on the plane, and he raised his head to sign.

The two girls couldn't help staring at him, and even the passers-by around couldn't help but look over, thinking that maybe they were really a little star who couldn't name but looked pretty.

When Zhuo Yifan signed for them, he saw that someone around wanted to surround them, so he waved his hand to them and turned around and left.

There is a commercial area nearby, and many small shops in the alley are open. Zhuo Yifan picked a random door and went in and bought a pair of masks to put on, which made him feel a little safe.

The black mask with metal zipper, paired with his gray-white hair and cold eyes, is particularly suitable.

Zhuo Yifan carefully sorted out in front of the mirror, but after a while he felt a little sad again.

His master was always by his side to protect him and had never been surrounded by anyone. This was the first time he went out far away by himself. When he thought about it, he felt a little sour.

He recognized Fang Jingyao as his master at the age of fourteen and followed him for seven or eight years. He really didn't expect that one day he would make such a fuss because of an "outsider".

Zhuo Yifan was rant of hunger, but his heart was in a state of silence and he had no appetite at all.

He found the most lively street and walked along the road. He listened to the noisy voices outside. He used to like lively, but today he couldn't be interested. He was thinking about his master Fang Jingyao. The more he thought about it, the more he felt the tip of his nose was sore, and there was festive and lively music around him. He couldn't be happy when he heard it. He felt like a little prince who was exiled and wandering, and his king's father wanted him anymore.

Zhuo Yifan thought for a while, raised his head and held back his tears. When he looked forward, he suddenly saw Fang Jingyao.

The sky is vast and the earth is vast. So many people around him disappeared in an instant. Zhuo Yifan only saw his master in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned red again!

The young man standing opposite was joking with a tall man beside him, as if he felt something. He also looked up with a little surprise in his eyes.

Zhuo Yifan's tears were almost rolling down. He pulled the mask he was wearing randomly, shouted "Master" and rushed over. He had not been separated from his master for so long. He was a little scared and really missed him. He hugged him and refused to let go. His master pulled his neck and tore it off his body. While pushing him, he saw his face as he looked clearly.

"Damn!" Fang Jingyao pinched Zhuo Yifan's neck, reached out and pulled the arm of the man next to him and said in a daze: "Long Yu, don't leave. Listen to my explanation. It's not what you think. This child was raised by me... Zhuo Yifan, stop me, don't make a fuss, go sit down with me and make it clear! I can't explain it clearly today, no one is allowed to leave!"

Zhuo Yifan stopped crying when he heard this.

He was also a little careful. His master was soft-hearted and would not drive him away after seeing him.

But I felt a little aggrieved. I didn't want the cool and arrogant character before. I quietly stretched out my hand with red eyes and wanted to hold his master's hand. After being kicked, I hummed and honest.

Just sit down and chat for a few words. Can't he keep his mouth still?

Zhuo Yifan, who had just been kicked, regained a little confidence, followed his master with his head and chest outstretched. He felt relieved when he saw Fang Jingyao.

Fang Jingyao looked back at him, and the child was still grinning with red eyes. He didn't know how to laugh. While the man next to him pushed the door into the store, Fang Jingyao turned around and messed up his little white hair, raised his eyebrows and said, "What a big man, he was crying and laughing in the street, isn't it embarrassing?"

Zhuo Yifan bent his eyes and said with a plea: "Master, I miss you."

Fang Jingyao didn't mean to spare him at all, and he bounced his head against his forehead.

Zhuo Yifan didn't feel pain, and he was still giggling while covering his forehead.

Just like finding a child who was a parent, he had a little coquettishness, but he was carefully observing Fang Jingyao's reaction and did not dare to wag his tail hard.

Fang Jingyao felt a little soft-hearted when he saw it and sighed, "Boy, when will you grow up? Let's go in and talk, don't tease me down, I'm going to go on a blind date today." He used his chin to compare with the cold and taciturn man in front, and suddenly laughed, "How about you, you're pretty handsome, right?"

Zhuo Yifan and his master always stood on the united front, and immediately nodded and said, "Shirtful!"

Since seeing Fang Jingyao, Zhuo Yifan didn't see the second person in his eyes, nor did he carefully see what the other party was like. But as long as it was not about Luo Yi, he would follow whatever his master said, and he would praise whatever he asked him to praise.
Chapter completed!