"Rustle... rustle..."
As a strand of hair lifted by the wind fell from his face, a slight tickle finally seeped into Yan Huan's heart, prompting him to raise a finger to touch his skin there.
Then, he raised his eyes again, looking at Ye Shiyu in front of him.
His lips moved slightly, and he instinctively prepared to speak.
What should come out were some pleasantries.
Such as: "Actually, Sister Shiyu, you just need to tell Aunt Ye, I also really hope to go to Sakura Country with you."
But in the end, Yan Huan still didn't say it.
In the past, if Ye Shiyu, this terrifying Hypnosis Master, said she wanted to chase him to Sakura Country, Yan Huan would surely be terrified.
But now, he unprecedentedly didn't feel that oppressive sensation.
He only felt peace, just like the near-invisible wind surrounding him.
What a strange thing...
Thinking this way, Yan Huan finally gave a wry smile and spoke to Ye Shiyu,
"Then let's go to Sakura Country together, Sister Shiyu."
"..."
