doodle prince

"A Ye." The man outside still called the prince's name in a very gentle tone, "You have been in for a long time, what happened?"

Only then did the prince realize that he had indeed been hiding in the room and crying for too long. He cried for so long that his brain was a little hypoxic and drowsy, as if he was going to be out of breath. The table stood up from the ground, but almost pushed the table down.

He staggered and stood up straight, raised his head, but saw his red and swollen eyes and the mess of tears on his face from the mirror not far away.

It's really embarrassing.

He couldn't meet Chen Feng with such a face.

The prince closed his eyes and cast a healing spell on his face.

His healing skills are poor, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what goes wrong, as long as he doesn't go to see Chen Feng with such a face that seems to be abandoned.

When the fluorescence on his face dissipated, the prince saw that his face had returned to its original appearance. It was clean without any trace of tears, and even the eye sockets were not even slightly red and swollen.

He did a good job of healing this time.

Nothing went wrong, and there were no side effects.

The man outside the house was knocking on the door again. Because there was no response, his knocking voice had gradually become louder: "A Ye, if you don't open the door, I will go in directly."

The prince took one more look at his face in the mirror, then turned and opened the door.

"I didn't find it," said the prince.

Chen Feng didn't speak.

The prince bowed his head and said, "It's been too long, and I don't remember where I put those drawings."

Chen Feng still didn't speak.

The prince stood where he was, motionless.

He stared down at the blue fluff on the carpet, feeling that Chen Feng's sight on his head was scalding like fire, burning him from head to toe, burning away all his pretense and lies, and he was put naked. In front of Chen Feng, he was embarrassed, embarrassed and humiliated.

He could hardly bear the pain, he opened his mouth and was about to say something more, but Chen Feng interrupted him.

——Chen Feng reached out and hugged him.

Chen Feng's arms kept tightening, as if they were trying to wrap him in his arms.

Chen Feng pressed his jaw against the prince's shoulder with great force, the bone of his jaw was almost painful.

The prince suddenly felt some warm water droplets sprinkled on his neck. The water droplets touched his skin and slid down his neck.

Then he heard Chen Feng's dry voice.

"A Ye, I miss you too."

In just a moment, all the lies, pretense, and pretending to be calm completely collapsed, the pain surged up like a tsunami, and the crying uncontrollably poured out from the jaw.

The prince hugged Chen Feng tightly and broke down crying.

The prince cried so much that his whole face was flushed, his chest was heaving and his breathing became very rapid, he opened his mouth to question Chen Feng, his voice was broken and scattered: "...you...why...why...why don't you want me? gone."

When Chen Feng saw the little prince's cry, he felt as if his heart had been pricked with dense needles, and blood rushed up, blocking his blood vessels and nasal cavity, making him unable to breathe.

For a moment, he almost couldn't control himself, rushed to kiss the tears of the little prince, and told him over and over again: We will not be separated, I will not be separated from you.

Fortunately, he got himself under control.

He closed his eyes, inhaled, breathed.

He stabilized his emotions and picked up his reason.

No.

It is normal for the little prince to be sad and cry now, because he likes himself.

But just like it.

After a while.

The little prince will not be sad.

So Chen Feng gently wiped away the little prince's tears, and said, "Aye, I didn't want you."

The prince's crying twitched and stopped slowly. He raised his head and stared blankly at Chen Feng. His eyes were filled with tears, like rubies soaked in water.

Chen Feng said: "I didn't want you, we just reached the time to separate. Just now I was outside and saw another hole in the sky from the window. Black tentacles came out of the hole. The monsters were very scared. I will put that After the tentacles are resolved and the hole is patched up, they are still very afraid... You don't want the Huming Realm to become like this, do you?"

The prince's lips trembled, and tears slipped quietly from his eyes.

Chen Feng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips again, and said: "Ah Ye, it will pass. Although you are sad now, one day you will not feel sad. Maybe you will grow up with me in the future." I don’t remember what it looks like, but when the time comes, you will fall in love with another person, another person who belongs to the Huming world, and you will be very compatible and grow old together..."

"No, no..." The prince stretched out his hand and grabbed Chen Feng's sleeve, and said in a panic, "I only like you, only you, I won't... I won't like anyone else..."

Chen Feng lowered his brows and smiled softly. He reached out to grab the prince's hand and said, "You will, and one day you will truly fall in love with someone. That person is optimistic, positive and kind, and has all the good qualities. You and He will be happy every day when we are together, I love him so much that I can’t be myself, I can see him in the crowd at a glance, and I must have him for the rest of my life.”

The prince gritted his teeth: "Will you also meet such a person? Will you also meet such a person after you separate from me?"

Chen Feng was silent for a while, and then said: "I won't, I won't fall in love with someone else after I met you."

"Then why—why do you think I'd—"

The prince shouted almost hysterically: "Why do you think that I can live well without you, why do you think that I don't have to be you!"

As if he suddenly thought of something, the prince raised his head and stared at Chen Feng with red eyes: "You blame me, don't you, you blame me for not recognizing you at a glance between you and Angli, so you are angry, so you don't I am wrong, right?"

Chen Feng frowned: "There is no relationship between these two incidents. The Angli incident has passed."

"You're just blaming me, you're just mad at me, but you also know that it's because there is——" the prince's voice stopped abruptly, he took a step back, resting one hand on the table, looking at Chen Feng, his voice trembling, "No, did you really see Angli's memory from the crystal stone? Did you really see him imitating you from his memory? You saw...he put it in the chocolate. Hallucinogens?"

Chen Feng was silent for a while, and said, "I saw it."

He lied.

The prince suddenly felt his heart sink.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, snatched the universe bag from Chen Feng's pocket, opened it and walked in.

There was some light again at the mouth of the bag, it was Chen Feng who also opened the bag and was about to come in.

"Get out! Don't come in!"

The light at the mouth of the bag froze for a while, then slowly closed again.

The prince searched everywhere but failed to find the gray-black spar. When he stood up and flipped through the books on the bookshelf over and over again, wondering if the spar was hidden somewhere in the bookshelf, he suddenly found There seem to be fewer books.

The prince found the box given by the little fairy and opened it.

There are 25 slots in the chest.

Among them, 23 grids have been placed with comics, and there is another grid with Angli's crystal stone.

Chen Feng was ready just outside.

As long as he got Humingjie's drawing, he would close the box and say goodbye to himself.

The prince took the crystal stone with trembling hands.

There was a faint light in Crystal Stone's palm, which belonged to Angli's memory, flashing in front of his eyes.

After Angli's memory dissipated, the prince held the crystal stone tightly, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

Impossible... Impossible...

…Why is there no memory of that blue chocolate here.

Did Chen Feng really lie to him about the hallucinogens?

The prince gritted his teeth. He put down the crystal stone, picked it up again, and checked Angli's memory for the second time.

He saw Ang Li and said to Chen Feng: "Chen Feng, you can recognize Ye Jiming pretending to be me at a glance, but we have been together for so many days, but your little prince has not noticed anything wrong. Even, If you stand in front of him, he won't even recognize you."

He saw Ang Li saying to Chen Feng: "Chen Feng, he doesn't love you at all."

He saw Chen Feng pull the trigger on Ang Li.

But in Angli's important memory, there is no trace of the blue wrapped chocolate.

Impossible... Impossible, there must be a way to prove that there is absolutely something wrong with that chocolate, impossible.

...He loves Chen Feng.

He wanted Chen Feng to believe...he wanted...he wanted to prove himself.

The prince seemed to be possessed and ran out of the Qiankun bag.

In order to prevent Chen Feng from closing the box, he took the Qiankun bag away, stuffed it into his pocket, and then flew out with his wings spread.

"A Ye!" Chen Feng followed him.

The prince used teleportation to come to the passage of the fairy tale world in the forest.

Chen Feng also used the power of the God of Light to move to his side.

The prince opened the pen to open the passage to the fairy tale world again, and then stepped in.

He picked up the pen, closed the passage to Huming Realm in another world, and prevented Chen Feng from following him.

The prince remembered that on that hillside, in that room without a roof, there were still a few blue chocolates thrown around.

He's going to find those chocolates.

He wanted to see if there were hallucinogens in it.

But that place is just too far away.

The fire-breathing dragon flew so fast that it flew for several days.

After using the teleport a few times, the prince was completely unable to use his spiritual power again. He stayed on the ground to rest for a while, then spread his wings and flew up.

He was so tired, thirsty, and sleepy, his mouth was so dry that when he licked his lips, his tongue would stick to his lips, and the wind and sand were blowing in his mouth, making it very astringent.

He fell to the ground dying.

A gigantic eagle spotted him and pecked at his flesh with its sharp beak, but he drove it away with great difficulty.

His clothes were torn and bleeding.

It hurts.

He couldn't use spells to heal wounds, and he couldn't use spells to change clothes.

He spread his wings again and flew towards the sky.

He was too tired and hadn't slept for too long, his eyes became dizzy for a while, his wings lost balance, and he crashed into a mountain suddenly.

Bleeding.

It was already dark when he woke up again. He drank some water from the stream by the mountain, took some food from the Qiankun bag, and started on the road again.

It had been more than ten days since the prince found the hillside. He had been flying for too long, and the joint between the wings and the back had already seen blood.

It was almost impossible to take it back into the body.

He crawled into that room and picked up the blue chocolate that fell on the ground. He held the chocolate tightly with both hands, tears streaming down his face, and he couldn't stop it.

He stood up.

Next to it is the familiar bed, familiar pillows and familiar bedding.

He and Chen Feng used to lie on it.

At that time, he was in pain and kept crying, but in fact he was happy and happy.

He likes Chen Feng to kiss him, likes Chen Feng to touch him, likes Chen Feng to come close to his ear and say he loves him.

But the next day, Chen Feng didn't want him anymore.

The prince took out a sword from the Qiankun bag.

He gritted his teeth, and with the last bit of strength, he split the bed into pieces.

Chen Feng waited outside the passage in the woods for a long time, but he didn't wait for the little prince to come back.

Although he is the God of Light in the Huming Realm, he has no way to open the passage to the fairy tale world.

He tried to recreate a pen, which can also turn the drawn things into reality, but he couldn't regain the ability to open channels to other worlds.

Standing in the prince's bedroom, Chen Feng looked at the blue carpet here, at the golden veil on the bed, at the hourglass passing by bit by bit, and imagined the figure of the prince shuttled here.

The image of the prince leaving at that time appeared in his mind involuntarily.

Chen Feng supported the table and stood up straight, but his hand accidentally touched a bronze statue with wings carved on the table.

"Boom."

A voice suddenly sounded.

Chen Feng followed the sound and suddenly found a bump under the carpet beside the bed.

Chen Feng walked over and lifted the carpet.

There is a raised wooden floor under the carpet. The wooden board is higher than the rest of the floor, and there is a deep gap. When the floor is lifted, there are winding stairs below.

Chen Feng was taken aback for a moment.

The whole castle was painted by him.

He didn't even know that there was a cellar here.

Chen Feng climbed down the stairs.

This is a room without any candles, but there is a pool in the corner of the room, and there are a few small, glowing fish swimming in the pool.

Reflecting the faint light of the glowing fish, Chen Feng saw a wooden sign standing beside the pond.On the wooden sign are two immature notes.

"—a glowing fish from my best friend."

"Chen Feng is so stupid. He didn't know how to make the fish glow, so they could be eaten or caught easily. Sure enough, there are fewer and fewer glowing fish in that river, and they will become extinct soon. But I am very Smart, I will catch the few remaining fish, raise them here, and use spiritual power to support them, and they will live for a long time."

Chen Feng had to touch the words on the small sign with his fingertips over and over again, and a smile appeared on his lips involuntarily.

He turned around, and suddenly found that there were many other things in the room, but they were all hidden in the darkness.

With a flick of his sleeve, the room was filled with light.

There are many items in the house.

Each object has a wooden sign on it.

"—a stone from my best friend."

"—the color-changing grass that my best friend gave me."

……

The drawing that the little prince said he couldn't find was also inside. The drawing was placed in a glass box, and there was no wooden sign next to it. Instead, someone angrily took a sword and directly carved a line of words on the glass box.

"—The drawing of my enemy."

There is a blank sheet of paper at a long distance next to the drawing.

A crooked flower was drawn on the paper.

Next to the paper, a beautiful wooden sign was erected again.

"—The miracle flower that my enemy (crossed out) Chen Feng gave me."

Below this line of words, there is also a line of smaller words crookedly written.

"My wish is - I hope that next year, I can still receive the miracle flower from Chen Feng."

Chen Feng stared at the line of words in a daze.

He remembered that when he gave the prince the miracle flower, it was the time when the prince hated him the most. At that time, all the prince thought about was how to get revenge on him.

At that time, the prince received the miracle flower, but the wish he had in his heart was... do you want to receive his flower again next year?

Next to this white paper sign is a porcelain white vase with a single red rose in it.

Next to the vase stood a board, as usual, on which it was written.

"—a rose from someone I like."

"Chen Feng, the things you sent are all good! Fei! Ling! Li! Ah! Half of my spiritual power is used to nourish these flowers, plants, and glowing fish!"

Chen Feng suddenly discovered that all the things in the whole house, no matter whether they were marked as friends, enemies or people they liked.

He was the only one, Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng."

At this moment, the prince's voice suddenly sounded.

"Got you."

With a face full of dust, the prince staggered and walked towards Chen Feng step by step.

His body was covered with mud and blood, and his eyes were swollen, as if he had cried a lot.

But there was a smile on his face.

He stretched out his hand and handed a blue candy to Chen Feng, saying.

"Chen Feng, I asked the little god about it."

"The little fairy said that this chocolate was given to Angli by the witch when she gave him the 24th potion."

"There is witchcraft in it, which will make people who eat it believe in Angli unconditionally."

"Even if I was witchcraft, I recognized you later."

"Chen Feng, can you still pretend to be noble and leave me with peace of mind?"

The prince's clothes were torn several times, revealing the hideous bruises on his skin.

There seemed to be blood dripping down from his forehead, sticking to the dirt beside his face, leaving a trail of blood stained with dust on his face.

But he just grinned and smiled at Chen Feng.