doodle prince

It seemed to be getting dark early today, and the two of them were lying on the ground in the open air, looking at the sky full of stars, but they didn't feel sleepy.

Chen Feng turned his head to look at the towering mountains on the other side of the cliff, and was suddenly taken aback.

Spots of light were shining on the ridge, as if stars had fallen from the sky.

"What is that?" Chen Feng asked.

When the prince saw those flowers, his expression was a little surprised: "Today is the god's day?"

Chen Feng asked: "What is God's Day?"

The prince said: "God's Day is the day when the monsters in the lake and sea world pray to the gods for sacrifices. It has always been the third Sunday in October. That flower is a miracle flower, which will only bloom on the God's Day. It only blooms every year. Once, only one night at a time, open when the moon rises, and set when the sun rises."

The prince paused for a moment. He looked up at the flowers, and his expression became very gentle: "There is a long-standing legend in the world of Huming. Those who receive the miracle flower can make a wish. When the miracle flower declines, Then you will fly to the sky with these wishes, and let the gods convey your wishes."

"Have you ever made a wish to Miracle Flower?" Chen Feng asked.

The prince was stunned for a moment, he took his eyes off those flowers, lay down on the ground again, and turned his back to Chen Feng, he said: "I don't believe in these things, besides, I have wings, picking these flowers is so easy, I don't care at all."

Chen Feng didn't speak, but he was gently repeating what the prince said just now in his mind.

"The person who receives the miracle flower can make a wish."

It is the person who receives the flowers, not the person who picks them.

No one ever sent flowers to the little prince.

The little prince never gave it to anyone.

Chen Feng was silent for a while, and asked, "When did you know about this legend?"

The prince said: "...after the age of 13."

Chen Feng stopped talking.

After the age of 13, the little prince was alone, without his parents, and also lost his friends with whom he could give each other miracle flowers.

In the middle of the night, the prince felt that he had not slept well, and woke up before dawn. The sky had already turned pale, but the sun had not had time to rise.

The morning air is slightly moist and cold.

The prince was so cold that he rubbed his arms, turned his head to look, and suddenly found that the fire had been extinguished, and there was no one around him.

Chen Feng didn't know where he went, including the little black bug and the red bean-eyed sucker.

The prince rubbed his eyes and stood up, looking around while calling Chen Feng's name.

There was a gurgling sound not far away.

The prince followed the sound and walked over, and he saw the red bean-eyed sucker lying on the edge of the cliff and looking down.

The sucker monster's body was leaning on a thick vine. The vine was thick and long, and it was wrapped around the tree next to it, pulling the thick tree a little askew.

The prince followed the vine to the edge of the cliff and looked down, just in time to see Chen Feng who was climbing up the vine.

"Chen Feng?" the prince asked, "What are you doing, rock climbing?"

"...No." Chen Feng's face was covered with sweat. He looked at his feet, and it became difficult to breathe. The roots are distinct, and the whole body is trembling slightly.

He took several deep breaths before he managed to speak: "I'm... picking flowers."

The prince froze for a moment.

"Crack——" a crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded.

The prince hurriedly lowered his head and looked towards the source of the sound.

The vines were pulled by Chen Feng.Constantly rubbing against the rocks on the cliff, what the prince heard just now was the sound of the vine being broken.

The next second, with the exclamation of the sucker monster, Chen Feng suddenly fell into the abyss!

The prince was anxious, and immediately spread his wings, leaned over and rushed down.

He continued to accelerate, but there was a mist in front of him, and he didn't see the large floating figure until he flew halfway up the mountain.

It turned out that Chen Feng was lifted up by hundreds of millions of little black bugs.

The prince flapped his wings and flew towards Chen Feng.

When the prince hugged Chen Feng in his arms, the little black bugs who were dragging Chen Feng also scattered away.

Chen Feng's closed eyes slowly opened.

His whole face was bloodless white, even his pupils trembled slightly, and his whole body was as stiff as a piece of wood from head to toe.

Seeing the prince, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief suddenly, and his body relaxed slowly.

Seeing that Chen Feng was not hindered, the prince's heart fell back to its original place, and his anger rushed up.

The wings slowly opened and closed, and the prince's toes landed in the grotto halfway up the cliff. He let go of his hands and put Chen Feng in the grotto, and said angrily:

"You can't even fly, and you're still afraid of heights. If you ran to the cliff to pick some flowers, don't you think you died fast enough?"

Chen Feng lowered his head and said softly: "But I picked flowers."

The prince sneered and said sarcastically: "Do you just believe in these myths and legends? What wish do you want to make? Let me tell you, you picked flowers for nothing. According to the legend, you can't make a wish by picking flowers by yourself, only someone else will give you a wish." only then."

Chen Feng stretched out his hand behind his back slowly, and he handed the miraculous flower in his hand to the prince, his eyes curved like a crescent moon: "So, I will give it to you."

The prince froze for a moment.

He lowered his head and took the crystal flower.

Even the appearance of the miracle flower is very divine. There is a faint light at night, but the petals are transparent and clean during the day. When you look down, you can almost see the veins on the petals, floating with the breeze, The petals danced gently, as beautiful as spun yarn flying in the air.

"Why did you give it to me?" asked the prince.

Chen Feng said in a deep voice: "When you were 13 years old, on the first god sacrifice day after you heard this myth, you should have received this flower... I'm sorry, it's so many years late."

The prince's hand holding the flower slowly tightened.

"As for why I gave it to you." Chen Feng paused, looked up into the prince's eyes, his voice was so soft that it seemed to be blown away by the wind, "Because I like you, I want to dedicate all the good things to you .”

The prince looked down at the flower in his hand. The flower was blooming brilliantly, and each petal was stretched vigorously.

He knew that Chen Feng liked him, but he never probed further, and he didn't know to what extent he liked him.

"Do you really...do you like me that much?" The prince raised his head with a dazed look on his face, "It was also when you were attacked by that bird, when you held me in your arms and used your back to touch me. Taking the attack from that bird...why?"

Chen Feng said: "Didn't you also save my life? And you have saved my life many times."

The prince shook his head and said seriously: "This is different."

He had indeed saved Chen Feng many times, but every time, it was more like helping out than saving someone's life. He was not injured when he saved Chen Feng's life, and he was sure that he would not be injured.

But at that time... At that time, he and Chen Feng were mentally confused and lost strength because they ate the poisonous bird eggs. When neither of them could escape and they were sure to die, Chen Feng chose to hold him in his arms. In his arms, protect him with his life.

If it wasn't because Chen Feng's blood was harmful to monsters, if the bird didn't bite Chen Feng's flesh at that time, but slapped Chen Feng's head with its claws, then the two of them would have died there.

But even so, Chen Feng was seriously injured.

Can a person's love for another person be so deep that he is willing to sacrifice his life for the other person?

Chen Feng really...does he like him that much?

Chen Feng sighed, he lowered his eyes, his expression was almost a bit frustrated, he said: "Well, I like you like crazy."

The prince opened his eyes.

Chen Feng looked up at the prince, his dark eyes were bottomless, as if they were covered with a layer of mist, and they seemed to hide the silky affection.

His voice was deep and slow, with a frank and affectionate voice that almost admitted defeat:

"A Ye, love is uncontrollable. I don't know when I started to like you.

"Do you remember the first time we met formally? In the Exorcism Hall, I rejected you who was dressed as a spiritual master. Aye, I am indeed a coward in my bones. When I saw you for the first time, I felt that I I will fall madly in love with you one day, so I timidly chose to escape from the beginning.

"I used to be stingy with my emotions, expressing them harshly like an hourglass, but one day, what I was stingy with poured in like a flood that opened the gate.

"Aye, I like you, I liked you from the first moment I saw you, and then I got deeper and deeper, unable to be myself.

"I know I'm greedy, I greedily want to be with you for the rest of my life. Maybe I'm just an ordinary human being with limited abilities, but I'm willing to do anything that can make you happy and make you happy.

"I will love you with my life.

"As long as you don't leave me, as long as you can accept that I love you."

The prince's eyelashes drooped slightly.

Chen Feng leaned down, almost piously, to kiss the little prince's lips.

The prince trembled slightly, he closed his eyes, lifted Chen Feng's neck, and kissed him back somewhat strangely.

Chen Feng held the little prince's face, gently biting the little prince's soft lips, and slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were so calm that there was no wave.

The fanatical love that was like a believer at the last moment disappeared without a trace.

He looked at the cliff behind him.

Looking at the clouds and mist.

Looking at the abyss into which a person would be crushed to pieces.

he thought quietly.

—Your Highness, you can start to abandon me.

The author has something to say: the name has been changed—the doodle prince murmured in a low voice: this fake love is coming to an end soon!Sprinkle flowers!