The most wanted prince in the whole universe

It was another Saturday, and Chen Zhouhan took out the business card of the young woman who called him earlier, reviewed the information on the child that he had sorted out a few days ago, and then packed his things and prepared to go out.

Before going out, he glanced at Jiang Yuan who was quietly sitting on the sofa reading a book, hesitated for a moment, and decided to say: "Well...Jiang Yuan, I'm going out now, can you stay at home alone?"

"........."

"I'll be back in a minute, okay?"

"........."

"I'll bring you instant noodles when I come back. What flavor do you want?"

"........."

Chen Zhouhan watched Jiang Yuan staring at him motionlessly, and gradually became a little guilty. Although the other party didn't say anything or do nothing, but he was like a light on his back. He always felt that if Jiang Yuan wasn't with him , It is to risk the disobedience of the world, violate the interests of all mankind, and damage the majesty of justice.

The main reason is to blame Jiang Yuan for having such a pretty face.

Chen Zhouhan thought secretly, although he was deliberately made ashamed when he went out last time, the handsomeness of his whole body still couldn't be concealed.

So he took a tow bottle, greeted the two photographers who were traveling with him, and Chen Zhouhan went to the house he had made an appointment with in a Santana specially equipped for him by the TV station.

When the hostess welcomed Chen Zhouhan and others into the room, the child was sitting quietly on the floor, holding a half-sized drawing board in his hand, and a few long-used colored crayons were randomly placed around him.

Chen Zhouhan made a gesture to the photographer behind him, signaling them to stand a little further away, while he walked lightly towards the child.

Jiang Yuan stood behind the camera and silently looked at Chen Zhouhan who was gradually moving away from him. The little robot on his left ear flickered almost invisible, recording and analyzing the situation in front of him.

Just now, Jiang Yuan saw that the earthling who had been sloppy, lazy and talkative for the past two days, suddenly withdrew all his sharpness, and a gentle breath surrounded his body, which made people feel happy. The desire to be close.

The first-time visitors to the earth do not know that there is an exact word that can describe all the changes in Chen Zhouhan at this moment, and that is - the halo of the Virgin.

The child was concentrating on writing and drawing with his head down. In front of him sat an old lady with a dimpled face. It seemed that the old lady had a little dementia, her head was tilted, her eyes were dull, and a wisp of crystal mucus slowly slipped from the corner of her mouth.

Chen Zhouhan couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and bent down so that he was at the same height as the child.

"Xiaoyu, what are you painting?"

"..."

Xiaoyu ignored him.As if he didn't hear his words at all, the actions of his subordinates didn't stop for a moment.

Chen Zhouhan glanced at the drawing board in the child's hand. It was black and red interlaced, the chaotic colors were unexpectedly realistic, and the smell of dying and unconsciousness was mixed in it.

"Xiaoyu's painting is so beautiful, is it the grandma who painted it?"

"........."

"My brother also wants to learn to draw, can Xiaoyu teach me?"

"..."

After some negotiations to no avail, the two photographers stood at the door and looked at each other. The hostess was also fidgeting in embarrassment, hesitated for a moment, stood up and walked to Chen Zhouhan's side.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xiaoyu knew that it was someone he was familiar with. He raised his head and glanced at him to express his response.

Perhaps because she felt that the child's indifferent attitude made her lose face in front of outsiders, the hostess' face was very ugly. She began to gently lift Xiaoyu's arm, and her voice became a little louder.

"Speak quickly, Xiaoyu, mom is asking you something."

After doing this for a long time without any results, the hostess suddenly became anxious, her tone suddenly increased, and she shook Xiaoyu's arm desperately.

"Why don't you speak...why can't you speak...waste...why are you so useless..."

Xiaoyu couldn't stand his mother's endless noise anymore, he threw the things in his hand on the ground as if venting, clapped his hands, turned and walked into his bedroom.

The hostess sat on the ground dejectedly, sobbing softly.

When Chen Zhouhan saw the scene in front of him, he felt very unhappy.

He has seen many parents like this, who forced their children to get out of their snail shells, but made them curl up deeper in their hearts until they suffocated in the corners.

Chen Zhouhan sighed, turned around and walked to the balcony, took out a cigarette from the inner pocket of his suit, lit it, and looked up at the sky amidst the smoke.

He thought about the night he came out.

He knelt at the door of the house, and his father took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen and rushed out, but was hugged by his petite mother at the entrance.

Father's eyes were red, and he was panting heavily, extremely angry.

But the mother cried and shouted: "Don't do this, he can get over it, this is a disease, and it can be cured."

At that time, Chen Zhouhan kowtowed heavily on the ground.

"I'm sorry, Dad, Mom, I can't get over it in my life, I just like men."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked away without looking back.

Everyone is heterogeneous, but there are always people who cannot tolerate heterogeneity.

Forcing the aliens to change their differences is tantamount to breaking the wings of a bird abruptly, the pain is also fatal.

Standing behind the French window, Jiang Yuan saw Chen Zhouhan's slightly thin side face, with thick and upturned eyelashes, trembling slightly, feeling indescribably lonely.

He couldn't understand the strange appearance of the people on earth, and felt that he felt very uncomfortable in his heart. He wanted to go forward to flatten the frowning brows of the people on earth, so he couldn't help but go forward and knock on the earth. knocked on the windowpane.

Chen Zhouhan was awakened by the shock behind him, turned around, and saw Jiang Yuan standing behind him, looking at him with a calm face through a glass window, suddenly felt much more comfortable in his heart, pushed open the glass door and walked back out of the living room.

"Let's go and see that kid together."

Chen Zhouhan took Jiang Yuan's hand and quietly pushed open the door of Xiaoyu's bedroom.The two photographers followed behind without making a sound, and they were also very dedicated.

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn tightly and tightly closed, only a few rays of extremely bright sunlight leaked through the holes in the mesh, which was particularly conspicuous in the darkness, and the dust swirled around the beam of light.

The TV was turned on quietly like this, the sound was very low, but enough for a person alone in the bedroom to hear clearly.

Xiaoyu was watching "Where is Dad going to eat?", his dark eyes were fixed on the TV screen, different from the indifference and apathy just now, but with a little light of joy.The light emitted from the screen was reflected on his face, and the child's lanugo hair was clearly visible.

Chen Zhouhan dragged Jiang Yuan and gently sat down beside Xiaoyu.

"Ah, look at this too." Chen Zhouhan immediately put on a sweet smile, completely opposite to the heavy one just now, "Then do you know me?"

Xiaoyu turned his head to look at Chen Zhouhan's face, then looked up at the TV, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, and replied in a very low voice.

"Brother Sweet Doudou."

Chen Zhouhan's eyes bent into crescents with a smile, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth were sweet and intoxicating. Jiang Yuan, who was sitting on the side watching silently, suddenly felt his whole body tremble, as if an electric current flowed through his limbs, and suddenly felt that he was As if immersed in a dizzy atmosphere, everything in front of him seemed to suddenly become wonderful.

Of course, the little alien prince who became more and more sophisticated in the earth's culture in the future finally realized that the strange feeling at the beginning was the so-called electric current of love.

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