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The scene in the memory seemed to have handed the initiative back to Gu Changfeng at this point.

Xiao Snail's voice also reached my ears as usual:

[Host, you are now in the place ten years ago, at the junction of the capital and the villages in the south of the city. Your mission is to leave him with good memories. It is up to you to do it. Shen Mingjue has never met anyone who has good intentions towards him since you left. You can also say that you are the only beam of light that supported him to grow up and to get through those dirty and difficult times. There is still one hour left, so please take it seriously.]

I will.

Not only for this mission, but also out of my own selfish motives.

When he put the lion dance hat on the other person's head, Gu Changfeng's heart ached so much that the hands hidden in his sleeves began to tremble. The pure kindness in the other person's eyes was something that Shen Mingjue ten years later had never seen.

Even though his eyes were as bright as stars ten years later, they were not pure. The involuntary fawning of dignitaries and the uncontrollable flickering of his eyes in the face of rumors fully demonstrated that the humiliation and grievance Shen Mingjue had suffered in the following years had completely changed him.

Shen Mingjue's future choice is to blend into the secular world and become like those flatterers. Only in this way can he survive.

From being helpless at the beginning, it gradually became indifferent to right and wrong.

What exactly happened over the years?

Gu Changfeng couldn't help but his eyes turned red. He heard himself say, "Ming Jue, come with me."

The young Shen Mingjue trusted him very much and handed his hand to him without hesitation. Then the two of them got off the carriage together and entered the night market.

The street was crowded. It was already dark, but the lanterns in front of every vendor were lit, as if it were daytime. Unlike a music hall, no one here took the initiative to sing or play the piano to please others. Everyone was just having fun. It was very lively and the vendors seemed to be equal. There were no rules of hierarchy and one stall was next to another. Once one stall opened, the others had to stop.

But the strange thing is that everyone here wears a mask on their face, making it hard to tell who is who. Some look like birds and beasts, some look like Buddha statues, and some look like evil spirits. The clothes people wear are also different from those of the guests in the music hall. Some are elegant and luxurious, while others are tattered and pitch black, like an old rag. But once the mask is on, it is hard to tell who is who.

"It's... so lively here. Is the world outside like this?" Shen Mingjue asked in a low voice. It was his first time leaving the music hall and he was curious about everything.

Gu Changfeng held his hand and looked at him. He felt like his heart was melting. How could he be so cute?

He warned himself not to have any bad thoughts, and the idea stopped there.

"Not exactly. This place is ten miles away from Lefang. It's a small night market. Common people and dignitaries alike like to hang out here at night. People wear masks because they hope no one will recognize them, so they can have fun. Perhaps they hope to get rid of their real identities."

Shen Mingjue nodded, as if he understood something. His words should be telling him that he could temporarily stop singing in the music hall.

Gu Changfeng dragged him to a small vendor and bought two ghost masks. He picked them up casually and found two scary ghost faces with long fangs and eyebrows, one red and one blue.

He handed one to him and said, "Put it on. Everyone here has a mask, and we Ming Jue must have one too."

Shen Mingjue stared at him blankly, as if he was frightened by the ghost face.

Gu Changfeng, who was wearing a ghost mask, took the opportunity to pinch his face, but the latter slapped it away with one hand.

"I've put it on." Shen Mingjue said sullenly, "Let's go."

Shen Mingjue took the initiative to hold his hand. Although he looked calm and composed, his strength was quite tight, revealing his nervousness.

Gu Changfeng couldn't help but wonder, is he afraid that I'll kidnap him? Why is he so cute?

As if he could see through Gu Changfeng's thoughts, Shen Mingjue saw that he didn't react, and added, "Why don't you leave? Are you scared? I don't have any anyway, so go in quickly." Shen Mingjue urged.

Gu Changfeng found it a little funny, but even if he laughed now, Shen Mingjue would not know that he was laughing. After all, apart from the eyes, nothing else could be seen through the mask.

"Ming Jue, do you know what 'there is no silver here' means?" Gu Changfeng teased him.

After entering the night market, Shen Mingjue realized the noise all around him. He couldn't hear Gu Changfeng's words clearly. He shouted at the top of his voice: "What did you say?"

But he felt that even if he spoke loudly, the other party would not be able to hear him, so it was better to save his voice. He wrote down this little episode.

From the bustling main street to the many side streets, from ring-tossing to calligraphy and painting, time passed in a flash. Finally, the two came to a stall for self-engraving, and the chattering around them finally quieted down.

"Boss, give me two. We'll carve them ourselves." Gu Changfeng said with a grin and walked into the seal carving room first.

Shen Mingjue looked at the sky outside which had completely darkened, and felt that it was really tiring to light a lamp and carve seals at this time. He didn't understand why he chose such a strenuous activity. But who told him that he was just a companion out to play? He curled his lips behind Gu Changfeng and pushed the door open.