who's the prince

Chapter 57

The colorful colors wrapped around it gradually fade away, and the precipitation returns to the most original pure color.

forget about time

Yue Chengyin supported his chin with one hand, and leaned against the window sill of the room without moving or speaking. He stared straight ahead without focus, his star pupils rippling like water flashed with incomprehensible and complicated melancholy.

Because I like Xiaoyin... If Xiaoyin doesn't want it, then give it to me!From now on, I will protect it for you, and will not let it suffer any harm...

He smiled faintly, and those gentle eyes were full of undisguised seriousness, just looking straight into the depths of his soul, locking him halfway.

At that second, he was stunned; at that moment, his drunkenness disappeared.

Zhou Zhu, you... don't make such jokes... He tried hard to open the corners of his mouth and smile, but the corners of his sunken mouth couldn't move half a bit, his lips moved slightly, and he was deprived of even the strength to speak. .

Xiaoyin, I'm not joking, give me your heart, I'm serious... His ice blue eyes relentlessly locked on his slightly panicked pale face, his tone was gentle, but his words The words weigh as much as a thousand catties and hit his heart directly.

To him, Zhou Zhu's confession was like a thunderbolt that happened to flash across the flat ground, which made him feel at a loss what to do, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Biting his lips with white teeth, he slightly lowered his head and sighed softly, and unconsciously caressed his vermilion lips with his slender fingertips.

His heart was heavy, as if it was being quietly pressed by something, and he felt very dull while throbbing. He felt that he was about to be unable to breathe...

Suddenly his eyes went dark, and it seemed that something suddenly covered his head.

Yue Chengyin was taken aback unexpectedly. He blinked in astonishment, and took a look at the thing covering his head in a daze, only to find that the murder weapon was a towel.

Surprised, he raised his head to look back, and happened to bump into those slightly awkward amber eyes.

"Ryoma?" What is he doing to give him a towel?Yue Chengyin looked at the towel in his hand in confusion, and then at the dragon horse not far behind him, with a puzzled face.

cut!Isn't this guy so drunk that he hasn't woken up yet?Really, it's just a middle school student who is so bold that he dares to drink like others.

Ryoma murmured to himself in dissatisfaction, his gaze seemed to casually glance over his dripping hair, he pulled his face away, "Cut, dry your hair quickly, lest you catch a cold again."

Knowing his physical condition, he blows his hair there without drying it. I really don't know if he is ignorant or lacking energy.

"No need, anyway, it will dry after the wind blows." Yue Chengyin looked at the towel in his hand and smiled, shrugged disapprovingly and threw the towel on the bed, then continued to look out the window.

Eyebrows furrowed tightly, Ryoma looked strangely at Yue Chengyin who was still in deep thought, feeling a strange commotion and uneasiness in his heart.

Yin has been giving him a strange feeling since he just came back, especially between him and Fuji-senior, he always felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was very weird. From the beginning to the end, Yin seemed to have been afraid to follow Fuji The seniors are facing each other, as if deliberately avoiding the seniors?This has never happened before?But Fuji-senpai acted like a normal person?Still maintaining that smiling face that hasn't changed for thousands of years?And what puzzled him the most?Why would it be the best senior who sent him back?Senior Fuji has been celebrating with them after the game?How on earth did he know where Yin was?Even ran to him?And what happened between the two of them?

All kinds of questions entangled in his heart made him feel a little irritated. He really wanted to ask, but he always felt very awkward. He has never been very curious about other people's affairs?But why did he suddenly start to care about Yin's affairs?Even had the idea of ​​wanting to pursue it?This feeling is something he has never had before?So strong that even he himself finds it unbelievable?

Ryoma stared at the focused back in puzzlement, and a hesitant dim light flickered in his amber eyes.

After a moment of silence, he made a low cut and strode forward to pick up the towel.

"Huh?" There was a sudden weight on his head, and Yue Chengyin, whose thoughts were interrupted, raised his head in surprise, his dark green eyes flashed with unmistakable surprise and surprise, "Ryoma?"

What happened to Ryoma?Would you offer to help him brush his hair?It's unbelievable?Remember that he once asked him to help him before, but he refused?Why is he today?

"Tch, it's your own business if you want to get sick, but I don't want to be infected." Rubbing his wet hair a little rudely, Ryoma looked away awkwardly, his tone still dragging.

Having said that, he never stopped wiping him, and even unconsciously became slightly softer.

"Ryoma, thank you!" Even though Ryoma tried his best to conceal it, he could still see the worry...and...concern in his eyes. body, hugged him without warning, and buried his face deeply in his arms, "Thank you..."

At this moment, no matter what reason Ryoma cares about him, even if he only worries about him because he is Yue Chengyin, he doesn't care anymore, as long as he knows that there are still people around him who care a little bit about him, that's enough up.

Even if all this is just a dream in the end...it doesn't matter to him... Anyway, he has been abandoned by this world for a long time...

"I'll wipe it myself!" Yue Chengyin clenched his lower lip and retreated from Ryoma's embrace. He slightly lowered his head and snatched the towel from Ryoma's hand, then turned his back to him.

Longma Weilong looked at the empty palm, and felt that there was something really wrong with Yue Chengyin today. If he were normal, he would definitely push forward now and ask him to get him a drink after wiping his hair of?But today he did it himself uncharacteristically?Is it really uncomfortable for him to be so honest?

And why did he feel that his wiping movements seemed weird?The amber eyes flicked around his body suspiciously, and finally their eyes rested on his hands.

"Sound?" Ryoma pulled his body without the slightest hesitation.

"I'm going to wash my face." Yue Chengyin turned his head away, the towel in his hand covered Ryoma's exploring eyes, he hurriedly got up and walked towards the door, but he was caught behind him after walking halfway wrist.

"Ryoma, what are you doing? Let go quickly?" He made a gesture to shake off the iron arm that was tightly clamped in his hand.

Visible trembling came from the palm of his hand, eyebrows furrowed like peaks, Long Ma ignored Yue Chengyin's struggle, and stubbornly tore off the towel covering his head.

"What the hell are you trying to do? Let go of me quickly." Yue Chengyin stubbornly turned her head away, just to prevent him from seeing his current expression, but his shoulders couldn't help but suppressed the suppressed emotions. trembling.

Ryoma clasped his hands indifferently, and they both fell on the bed.

Reflected in his eyes are his stubborn and proud eyes, a pair of beautiful eyes looking forward to shooting stars are occupied by tears, and there are two obvious tear stains on his fair cheeks.

Looking at each other wordlessly, Yue Chengyin gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress the sound that was about to come out of his throat.

"Longma, you...haha..." It's over, his throat is so itchy, and he really can't hold it back.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his heart, and before Ryoma could react, he was completely overwhelmed by a burst of wild laughter.

Haha... Ryoma's reaction is so funny...

The completely erupted Yue Chengyin covered his mouth and laughed uncontrollably. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and the tears from the corners of his eyes burst out even more, "What? You don't really think I'm crying, do you? Madamadadane!" He looked at the person on top of him with a continuous laugh, and his tone was full of pride after a successful prank.

Realizing that he had been deceived, his big amber eyes were wide open in disbelief, and Ryoma stared angrily at the people below him, with countless crossroads popping out gorgeously on his forehead.

Damn it, how could he forget this guy's little devil nature for a moment, and because he was feeling anxious, an uncontrollable unexplainable fire surged into his mind instantly, and Ryoma turned over angrily and lay down on the bed.

"Ryoma?" It was just a small prank, he wouldn't get angry so easily, right?Yue Chengyin gradually restrained her smile, raised her eyebrows in surprise and pushed the person beside the pillow whose back was facing him.

Ryoma was facing the wall, sleeping with his eyes closed and deaf.

"Are you really angry?" Strange?Why did Ryoma get angry so easily today?Compared to his usual mischief, this is just a harmless joke, isn't it?The finger poked his back once and for all, Yue Chengyin raised his eyebrows in secret doubt.

Longma moved slightly inside, but still didn't speak.

Well?what happened?It seems that Ryoma seems to be very angry this time?No matter how bad he was in the past, he had never ignored him like this.

"I'm sorry! Ryoma, I was just joking with you, don't be angry." Ripples of uneasiness appeared in Rushui's eyes, realizing that she seemed to have gone too far, Yue Chengyin took the initiative to ask for peace He tore Ryoma's clothes.

Ryoma maintained the original posture without moving or speaking, making it clear that he didn't want to talk to him.

This dead brat, it's rare for him to apologize to him in a good voice, but he doesn't appreciate it, Yue Chengyin is dissatisfied