who's the prince

He and his hard work are all just to protect the most important people around him, and after he succeeds, the vitriolic insults and reprimands from others behind his back are far less important to him than Yuu's words.

"I clearly swore to you that I would never let you cry again, but now I have broken the contract." From the day Yuu resolutely gave up everything and followed him away from home, he secretly told himself in his heart I swear, in this life, he will never let Yu suffer any grievances...

"It's none of your business, it's all my fault, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...Yan..." Shuiyue Wuyou buried her face deeply in his chest, her low-pitched voice was broken and choked.

Until now, he still remembers everything that happened that day, the father who was furious, the mother who was weeping secretly, the elder brother who yelled at him, and the younger brother who was the most impatient and impulsive to beat others, and the bruises all over his body. Yan, who was beaten silently without fighting back, and refused to leave...

It was that day that he resolutely chose the person in front of him... and since then... how long has passed...

"Okay, it's not like the Wuyou I know who loves to cry so much." His Yu has always been a stubborn person who does not easily compromise, and tears in his heart are even more dismissive cowardly behaviors, and everything like this A person who is so strong and does not admit defeat is willing to give up everything and follow him without complaint, and shed tears for him twice, how lucky he is...

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes affectionately with his fingertips, a faint smile appeared on Tsukishiro Takahiko's face. "Xiaoyin and the others are about to arrive, and we should also go out."

It caused such a big commotion, presumably Ah Zhi must be very worried!

"Huh, who said that I cried, it's just that sand ran into my eyes." Shuiyue Wuyou lowered her head, wiped away the tears left on her face indiscriminately, and wiped everything away.

This is the Yuu he knows who likes to be brave and save face, Tsukishiro Takahiko ignores his struggle, hugs him tightly and chuckles softly.

"Yan, no matter what, I will never let them take Xiaoyin back to Zichengyuan's house." He will never compromise on this point. After being silent for a moment, Yuu spoke with an extremely resolute attitude.

"I'm the same as you about this." Yuecheng Gaoyan frowned slightly, and said calmly, "We have to trust Xiaoyin." Since the other party must meet Xiaoyin and hear his rejection in person before giving up, then It doesn't matter, just let them meet each other!

trivial night

"Huh? Uncle was afraid of blood when he was a child? Why didn't I know?" A doctor who often works with surgeries has a fear of blood?It would be unbelievable to say this, right?And there is no memory of this in Yue Chengyin's memory?

Yue Chengyin raised her eyebrows in surprise, and stared at Yue Cheng Yazhi who seemed a little embarrassed by the side without blinking.

"Haha! Boy, it's normal that you don't know. When we are running all over the street, you don't know where to hide in the corner to dry." Nanjiro, who was already very drunk, was very happy Gao Gao drank the wine in his hand, his dark face was as red as Guan Gong.

"Brother Nanjiro, don't mention the past." Those things happened hundreds of years ago, and this drunk still remembers them so clearly.

Yuecheng Yazhi, who was forced to drink a lot of wine, had a blushing handsome face, and lied weakly on the table, muttering dissatisfiedly.

"What does it matter, anyway, what I said is the truth." Nanjiro happily knocked on the table, as if he was a very happy drunk.

"No, I'm not as exaggerated as you said. Children are afraid when they see blood, and I'm not the only one like this. And I don't cry when I see blood. I cry because I see you

My brother and I were injured..." Yuecheng Yazhi blushed, propped his hands on the table and protested dissatisfiedly to the person opposite.

"I, Nanjiro, never lie. If you don't believe me, you can ask Ayan." Nanjiro filled himself with wine again, and then turned his head to seek approval from Tsukishiro Takahiko who had been silent. "Ayan, let me tell you, was Xiaozhi timid and crying when he was a child? At that time, he always followed our buttocks, and every time he saw us fighting, he always howled and cried... Xiaozhi at that time was really cute..."

While drinking, he babbled on about the unforgettable past events engraved deep in his memory.

When the others heard the words, their gazes involuntarily slipped to Takahiko Tsukishiro, and they couldn't associate the child who cried at the sight of blood in Nanjiro's mouth with the young talent with superb medical skills in front of them.

"Xiaozhi was indeed a little slender than children of the same age when he was a child." Although Nanjiro drank a lot of alcohol, there was still no hint of drunkenness on Tsukishiro Takahiko's face, he looked at it calmly With a glance at his younger brother and friend who were almost drunk, he spoke in a subtle and indifferent manner.

"Brother, why do you even say that..." Instead of helping his own brother, he even exposed his scars with that drunk Nanjiro, "Hmph, whatever you say, anyway, I'm not afraid of blood now, how much blood comes I'm not even afraid..." Tsukishiro Masachi, who was furious, slapped the table vigorously and yelled at Nanjiro.

"Haha, even if you are not afraid now, your previous fear of blood will not change." Nanjiro stood up unsteadily, insisting on his own opinion and brought his face closer to him.

"Okay, both of you sit down for me, don't argue anymore." It's really dumbfounding to argue like a child, Shuiyue Wuyou squinted her eyes slightly, half-reclining on the bed with a drunken face. in the arms of a lover.

Seeing this, Wheel shook his head helplessly, and hurriedly supported Nanjiro to sit down.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to bother with this drunk..." Yue Cheng Ya Zhi blinked her misty eyes, lowered her head and muttered.

"I'm not drunk, it's you..." Nanjiro retorted, not to be outdone, staring at him.

"But since Uncle Yazhi is afraid of blood, why did he become a doctor later on?" Although it happened when I was a child, hemophobia doesn't mean that it can heal itself after being cured, right?

Uncle Yazhi must have spent a lot of courage and perseverance to overcome his fear back then, right?

So what exactly prompted him to do this?Nanako raised a question with half curiosity and half doubt.

"That's right, I don't seem to know why you suddenly became a doctor?" He had always wanted to ask him the reason before, but he always forgot why.

Nanjiro slapped the table suddenly.

"Hmph, at that time you were only focusing on picking up girls all day long, so you didn't have the time to care about my affairs." Yuecheng Yazhi glared at him angrily, with disapproval on his face.

"Haha, there's no way, that's youth!"

"Actually, there's no particular reason. It's just that I didn't know what major to choose when I applied for the exam, so I just filled in a random one. I didn't expect the result to be admitted." Yuecheng Yazhi glanced at Nanako lightly. , closed his eyes casually and leaned back on the table again.

"Xiaozhi, you have no ambition. I thought you would say that the reason why I become a doctor is to save thousands of lives..." Nanjiro was smashed by a beer bottle flying towards him before he could finish his sentence It's right.

"You don't feel disgusted over there, I don't want to listen to you, a drunkard, besides, there are so many people present, you are the least qualified to teach me..." When this guy went to the United States, he also said that he would take the trophy back I sent him off, but in the end I didn't even see a shadow.

"The bigger you are, the less cute you are..."

"Stinky old man, I'm not cute..."

"I really miss the little cutie from the past..."

"Nan satyr, don't call me cutie..."

When other people saw them like this, they couldn't help shaking their heads amusedly. This was almost their unique way of getting along.

Amidst the lively and warm chatter and laughter, Yue Chengyin quietly withdrew and slipped into the courtyard alone.

He lay quietly on the grass with his arms on his pillow, his dark green eyes staring at the silent night sky without focus, letting his thoughts gallop like a wild horse that had run loose.

Things became more and more difficult. Facing the harmonious and warm scene in the room, he really couldn't stop laughing. Every time he was always unconsciously drawn into this short-lived warmth, let He had an illusion of happiness, but when he suddenly came to his senses, he clearly understood that the happiness he had now belonged to Yue Chengyin, not his Shi Yuchen... Even though he knew it was impossible, But sometimes he still couldn't help secretly fantasizing that this happiness belonged to him... The struggles and contradictions in his heart almost overwhelmed him.

Although he has been working hard to play his role well in front of people, no matter how much he looks like, he will never be able to replace the real Yue Chengyin.

Moreover, the number of times he dreamed of the sky has become less and less recently... Even the frequency of recalling it has become lower... He really dare not pursue the reasons for changing all this, but he clearly understands that he really must leave as soon as possible, Otherwise, if this continues, he really can't help but want to take this happiness as his own...

The moonlight shone faintly on Yue Chengyin's body, reflecting off that beautiful and refined jade face, from a distance, it was so ethereal that it didn't look like a real person.

"What are you doing here?" Yaya's voice was full of disappointment, Yue Chengyin blinked, and the starlight in the sky was already covered by a black shadow.

"Ryoma, you slipped out too!"