Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Liyue was in turmoil because Cheng Yan was unable to treat everyone equally. Ruota returned to Liyue Port with a purple face. He was about to complain about how Morax had harmed him, but he was met with Morax's gentle face.

God knows how long it has been since Ruoda saw Morax look at him like this.

Ever since Cheng Yan left, that stone-like face hasn't smiled, but now the expression is so warm.

Ruota's rising arrogance couldn't help but lower, and he looked at Morax with more caution.

"Morax, you won't be mad at Cheng Yan, will you?"

He said that the boy was unreliable and always called Morax "Your Majesty" in front of him. Now the emperor is far away and the things he sent back were very stingy. What made Morax fall for him?

Isn't Cheng Yan just a little better looking, a little more talkative, a little more clingy, and a little better at cooking than ordinary people?

Ruota blinked more frequently and even raised his hand and waved it tentatively in front of Morax.

"you……"

"Ruota." Morax spoke, raising his hand and handing Ruota something like a scroll.

Ruo Tuo pursed his lips in suspicion, "Could this be explosives? Was it left behind by Cheng Yan again?"

Morax closed his eyes and reminded himself to be gentle to Ruota.

He paused for a moment, making sure his tone was gentle before speaking.

"This is for you. It's a picture I drew when I had nothing to do."

Ruota's eyes widened slightly, and his golden pupils unconsciously brightened a little.

"you sure?"

Morax nodded, "I'm sorry for wronging you today, this is what you deserve."

"You actually have such a good day... and to me?" Ruota said as if he didn't care, but he honestly took the painting with his hand and couldn't help opening it the moment he got it.

Ruota was silent.

There was a long silence.

"Morax, there should be a limit to how much you can bully others."

The voice suddenly became louder. Ruo Tuo showed the picture to Morax, raised his finger and pointed at the person in the picture and scolded, "Is this me in your painting?! I'm not even half the size of Cheng Yan's face!"

The whole painting was filled with Cheng Yan's flamboyant and enthusiastic smile, except in the crowded lower right corner, where Ruo Tuo was pictured looking frustrated because he couldn't catch up with Cheng Yan.

"It's okay to be young, but you also drew me so stupid! Is this how I am in your mind?"

Ruota was shaking with anger, and the look he gave Morax was like a young wife whose heart was deeply hurt.

"do you want."

This is the only portrait with Ruota in it, the others basically only have Cheng Yan himself. Now that the painting has been unfolded, seeing Cheng Yan's smile that touches the heart, Morax feels a little reluctant to let it go.

As soon as Ruota saw Morax's expression, he knew what he was thinking and immediately rolled up the painting and put it in his arms.

"You still want to go back?! Morax, I despise you!"

After saying this, he immediately turned around, as if he was afraid that Morax would go back on his word.

Just as he was about to walk out of the room, Ruota suddenly turned around and placed a small ornament on the table.

It is a wooden statue of Cheng Yan, so lifelike that it seems as if it could become a real person in the next second.

Morax raised his hand and picked it up, rubbing his palm gently on the little man.

"Where did you get it from?"

Ruo Tuo didn't even turn his head. "Humph, it was given by the God of Dust. They are all like this. If it were me, I would not let him go if I was so reluctant. I would tie him up by my side. Morax, just bear with it and don't say anything. You will regret it one day."

With Cheng Yan's personality, if he didn't like men, he would probably bring back a bunch of children after going out.

Ruotu doesn't like Cheng Yan who is always sentimental, but there are traces of Cheng Yan everywhere around him, and many important people care about him. After getting along for a long time, Ruotu gradually knows Cheng Yan's character.

He cries when he should cry and laughs when he should laugh, as if he had been suppressed for a long time. Cheng Yan always reveals his true nature completely in the face of everything, including his desires. Only Morax could endure this. If it were anyone else, Cheng Yan would have taken him to bed long ago.

The thoughts in his head became increasingly unhealthy. Ruo Tuo shook his head. It was okay. He knew that Cheng Yan would not do anything to harm Liyue. No, it should be said that Cheng Yan might even put himself behind in order to protect Liyue. However, it was not Cheng Yan's turn to protect Liyue. It was better for that guy to be a street urchin every day.

Holding the painting in his arms, Ruo Tuo's thoughts gradually drifted away. It had been more than a month since the figure he usually disliked left, and he felt a little lonely.

"Come back when you should. Your home is not far away. I wonder if Morax will be annoyed if you come to see him every day."

The tall figure was stretched out by the moonlight, gradually moving farther and farther away and disappearing in the layers of moon shadows.