doodle prince

The prince also leaned over to look at this photo. He frowned for a while and said, "This one is the ugliest."

He didn't want to look at Chen Feng's later photos, so he took two steps back and lay on his back on the bed.

The prince has never seen Chen Feng from 13 to 19 years old.

They were clearly the same age.

Now they are seven years apart.

Chen Feng put the photo back on the table, and then lay down next to the prince.

Chen Feng turned to look at the prince, and suddenly said, "Can you tell me something about my childhood?"

"You want to know?"

"Yeah." Chen Feng said, "I want to know."

The prince looked at the broken diamonds of the chandelier on the ceiling and felt that it was a bit dazzling. He covered his eyes with his fingers and began to tell the story slowly.

He said that Chen Feng would often appear suddenly at night, pulling him to see the fireflies all over the sky and the glowing fish in the stream.

"Originally there was no fish that glowed in that stream, but it was there just because you took me to see it." The prince smiled, "But that kind of fish became extinct soon, because it was too conspicuous at night. , so it’s easy to be caught.”

The young Chen Feng was no different from other boys.

Loves to laugh, loves to play, has a lot of weird ideas, likes the little prince to hold his hand and fly in the sky.

If you have to point out the difference between him and other boys, it is that he is very powerful, he knows everything in Huming Realm, even what will happen tomorrow in Huming Realm.

He never lied, because everything he said came true, and all his promises came true.

—except for the fact that he had promised to attend the little prince's birthday party.

"...I'm sorry." Chen Feng held the little prince in his arms, closed his eyes, and spoke in a deep and slow voice.

Perhaps because recalling the past made the prince feel tired, he didn't even open it, but just said lightly: "You don't need to apologize all the time."

Chen Feng almost couldn't help but turned his head and kissed the little prince's cheek.

Then hugged the person tightly before the person had an attack.

"But I'm always sad all the time."

He buried his head on the prince's neck, his voice was hoarse and nasal.

Maybe it's because Chen Feng is the only one who knows what happened to him during those seven years, and would hug him with distress and feel sorry for him.

Maybe it's because he just talked too much about the past, recalling that Chen Feng was always his only and most important childhood friend.

Maybe it's because Chen Feng's embrace is very warm, comfortable and smells good.

The little prince didn't break away from Chen Feng's embrace, nor was he willing to do so.

Looking at Chen Feng's short black and soft hair, he felt that those seven years of darkness suddenly seemed a little farther away.

...Maybe it's because he's already had his revenge.

thought the prince.

He also abandoned Chen Feng once, and Chen Feng almost lost his life because of it, which can be regarded as an eye for an eye.

The prince felt that all the burdens from his body were lifted little by little.

He rested his chin lightly on Chen Feng's hair, and suddenly felt the desire to talk.

"I actually hated my name for a while."

"Bright night?"

"Yeah." The prince said softly, "I didn't understand at the time that I clearly called Ye Jiming, but the night could never be clear."

The prince paused for a moment, and continued: "Later, I knew the truth, and I also knew that everything I had was bestowed by you, so I began to hate you. You clearly named me Ye Jiming, but you gave me the name Ye Jiming. Throw me in the darkness, let me pray for the light all the time, but I can't welcome the light."

Chen Feng felt his heart was sore and swollen. He had to hold the person in his arms tighter to restrain his sour emotions.

"Aye, I'm sorry."

His voice was very soft, as if it was going to be blown away by the wind, but it was so heavy, as if it was going to be engraved in the bones of blood.

The prince was out of breath by his embrace, and pushed him away a little.

Chen Feng then let go of his hand again, and he lowered his eyelids, as if he had done something wrong.

The prince looked at him, not knowing what was going on.

He brushed away the broken hair on Chen Feng's forehead, and kissed his forehead lightly.

He kissed lightly and quickly, as if Chen Feng carefully kissed the wound on his fingertips more than ten years ago.

With red ears, he whispered, "I'm going to let go of that, so you don't have to apologize, and you don't have to be sad anymore."

Chen Feng raised his head and looked at him in a daze.

The prince coughed a little embarrassedly: "...Ahem, actually I didn't get nothing, at least I got a strong night vision ability, and, and the photos of you after the age of 13 look so ugly, it means that you also Not having a good time...Maybe, maybe you didn't forget me on purpose, but you just ran into trouble..."

He didn't finish his sentence, because he suddenly felt that Chen Feng's eyes were a little strange.

Deep, full-bodied, like an endless night.

"Chen Feng..."

Chen Feng kissed him.

The prince's eyes widened unexpectedly, and his entire ears were bright red.

But he didn't push Chen Feng away.

Until Chen Feng's kiss became more and more excessive, and in the end, it was almost biting gently.

He took a breath and pushed Chen Feng lightly.

But Chen Feng hugged him even tighter, and the kiss moved from his lips to his chin, like tasting the most delicious pastry.

The temperature of the breath, the scorching breath pounced on the thin white neck, leaving a faint mark.

A strange, uncontrollable feeling struck, the prince couldn't control his body, his consciousness was in a trance, his eyes lost focus, and his whole body was inexplicably hot.

Until the button of the jacket was unbuttoned silently, leaving faint marks on the white and slender collarbone.

He just woke up like a dream.

But before he could do anything, the instigator had already stopped moving, as if he had finally returned to his senses.

Chen Feng pulled up the prince's shirt, put his chin on the prince's shoulder, and couldn't help panting heavily.

"Sorry." Chen Feng's voice was unbearably hoarse.

... what ... what?

The little prince blinked blankly.

He lowered his head and looked at the two buttons that were unbuttoned, his brain became a pile of paste.

When Chen Feng let go of the little prince, the little prince was looking up at him.

The little prince's most beautiful face was full of perplexity and incomprehension.

His lips were bright red from the kiss just now, but his eyes were full of innocence.

Chen Feng suddenly felt very guilty.

He rolled his Adam's apple, stretched out his hand to cover the little prince's jewel-like clear and beautiful red pupils, and whispered: "You sleep here today, I'll go next door."

After speaking, he let go of his hands and fled in despair.

After Chen Feng left, the little prince rolled around on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.

He lay on the bed without blinking.

He reached out and touched the teeth marks on his collarbone.

The moment his fingertips touched the tooth marks, he withdrew his hand as quickly as if he had touched a fire, and his face was covered with a thin layer of heat somehow.

The prince simply sat up from the bed.

He looked around, and suddenly saw Chen Feng's Qiankun bag on the ground.

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, the prince decided to read the comic book about aliens as well.

He and Chen Feng will go to the world of that book to fix the loopholes in a few days, so he needs to know a little bit about the situation.

The prince opened the bag and went directly into the universe bag.

In addition to a bookshelf, Qiankun Bag also has stacks of manuscripts placed in boxes.

The prince was not interested in the manuscript, so he went to the bookshelf to find comics about aliens.

Since he didn't know the name of the manga, the prince had a hard time finding it.

Moreover, there are not only Chen Feng's books on this big bookshelf, but also other books, picture books, and toys.

found it!

Just when the prince decided to take out the book, he suddenly bumped into a box next to it.

The box was probably of poor quality, and the lid fell off when it hit the ground.

The prince knelt down to pick it up, but suddenly found that there was a letter in the box.

The prince was stunned for a moment, and opened the letter.

It was written in Chen Feng's slightly scribbled handwriting.

Later Chen Feng:

I don't know when you will be able to see this letter, and I don't know if you still have any memory when you see this letter again.

I have something to tell you now.

I have always been very boring these days, and I am not willing to die.

Since I came out of the island, I have drawn a lot of cartoons, but I always feel that this is not the life I want.

I thought I was alone, so I tried to connect with other people, but I couldn't fit in with them.

I don't know when it started, I became an eternal spectator.

I also sometimes envy those vulgar, hypocritical, cheerful relationships.

I envy those friends who call each other's names affectionately, talk about certain topics excitedly, and at least maintain the laughter on the surface.

I envy those lovers who kiss each other, hug each other, and fall in love with each other foolishly, impulsively, passionately, briefly, under the influence of hormones.

I envy those relatives who regard each other as an inextricable bond in this life, regard each other as the existence that can make the most of each other and share resources the most, they are each other's treasury, slaves and servants, and regard each other as their inseparable a part of.

I think it's very interesting.

I would love to have a relationship like this too.

But it was difficult because I was too sober to get drunk and to be a professional immersive actor.

But something unexpected happened.

Today, a child who appeared in my dream actually appeared.

He said he would take revenge on me.

Although I don't know why he appeared here and why he wanted to take revenge on me, I don't think it's important.

Because I found an opportunity to experience a new life for me.

I begged him not to erase my memory.

Sure enough, he decided to delete my memory.

So, Chen Feng in the future, when you read this letter, you may have lost your memory and fell into a complicated and interesting relationship.

But the game is over, and I've tried my best to help you fulfill your curiosity.

If you've been through it all, remember to go back to the boring life.

Here's your profile, and what you'll have to do.

1. Your name is Chen Feng, you are 26 years old, you can find your ID card by yourself.

2. You are a cartoonist, your pen name is CF, you still have a manuscript to hand in, hand it in...

Sorry, it's too late to explain other things.

The little prince has already urged at the door.

After all, I got writing time under the pretext of writing a suicide note, so I still need to write a suicide note.

The suicide note is written for the little prince to check, but it may come in handy if you die unfortunately.

Although your life is nothing to write about.

Do not read.

May 2024, 5, morning.

The prince's whole face was pale.

Looking at this letter, he felt that he had become a complete joke.

Almost trembling, he opened the second letter.

The letter looked new, and the handwriting was crisp and clear.

Former Chen Feng:

Hello, I am Chen Feng with amnesia.

After reading your letter, I found that you are really a boring person.

You write a lot of nonsense with very little useful information.

Sorry to disappoint you, I did have a few rich relationships briefly, but they were loud and boring.

But I met an interesting little prince.

The little prince's last revenge was unsuccessful, he was very sad, so I was going to help him complete his revenge.

So I confessed to him and waited for him to dump me.

But it has been three days and he still hasn't come.

If he doesn't come again, I'm going to find him.

April 2024, 6, evening.

The space in the universe bag is huge, except for this pile of manuscripts, the rest of the place is empty.

There was no wind and no sound.

As a result, the sound of the letter paper being clenched into a ball was very clear.

Veins popped up on the prince's white arm, and his five fingers became whiter than paper because of the force. The paper in his hand was pinched into a ball, and finally turned into a pile of powder.

There was nothing in his hand, and his nails were sunk into the flesh, leaking thick blood.

His eyes were blood red, and his whole body trembled slightly with extreme anger.

It's all fake, it's all fake.

He's the dumbest joke ever.

In some people's eyes, his revenge is just a tool to savor the love of the world.

It turned out that everything was in Chen Feng's plan.

He erased Chen Feng's memory and put Chen Feng in a bad family, but this was the trajectory that Chen Feng had expected and even pushed forward deliberately.

He thought he had cheated Chen Feng's feelings and abandoned him when he loved him.

He smugly thought that he had finally completed the perfect revenge.

But all of this is just Chen Feng's self-righteous charity and fulfillment.

He thought that he had completed his revenge and his grievances had disappeared.

He even foolishly told Chen Feng that he had decided to let go of everything in those seven years, and told him not to blame himself, nor to be sad.

But from beginning to end, Chen Feng was the manipulator of this revenge.

Because of the extreme anger, the brain was as hot as a fire.

But the soles of the feet rushed out a kind of extreme cold, almost soaking into the bone marrow and merging into the blood.

He stepped out of the Qiankun bag.

Open the door.

The pitch-black wings spread open suddenly, he plucked a feather, burned it into the shape of a dagger, and then walked step by step to Chen Feng's room next door.

He held a dagger in his hand, his eyes full of hatred.