The prince was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Just as Chen Feng was about to reach out to ask if the wound on the corner of his lips was really gone, the prince suddenly leaned back. His movements were so big that he moved the entire sofa chair back dozens of meters and hit the wall with a bang.

The prince himself was shocked and his spine was numb and dizzy.

The wall behind him was also hit by the sofa chair and a small hole was broken into.

Chen Feng felt a little distressed.

Today I have thrown a ham sausage, broken a sofa and broken a wall, and I don’t know what I will lose in the future.

But obviously the prince had no intention of staying here at this moment to continue to destroy his furniture. He stood up suddenly, pushed open the door and ran out.

Chen Feng sighed.

I would have confessed my love tomorrow, but my highness was in a state of great emotion today, and I drank some wine and my mind was no longer clear.

After a while, Chen Feng thought again that such a thing was unstoppable. After all, an hour ago, he would never have thought that he would confess to the little prince.

Chen Feng subconsciously licked his lips, which was stained with a faint fragrance of wine, which made people feel distracted.

Chen Feng walked over and pushed the chair back to the original place, then cleaned the sofa chips on the floor, and finally took a hot shower for himself.

After doing all this, he returned to the study room. He glanced at the portrait of the prince hanging on the wall, then looked down and began to check the books and pack the original manuscript.

There are many manuscripts here that are hand-painted.

But none of them have a prince in it, and none of them paint a story about the Huming Realm.

Chen Feng did not continue to search.

Because he subconsciously felt that all the drawings were taken away by the prince.

Chen Feng exited from the study and lay on the bed in the bedroom.

He doesn't have to do anything now, he just needs to wait.

Wait until the little prince wakes up.

Wait for the little prince to make a plan.

Wait for the little prince to date him.

Wait until the little prince sees him fall in love.

Wait for the little prince to kick him away.

Then he performed a heartbroken and painful feeling. It would be better to try crazy, crazy and crazy for love and clang against the big wall.

Finally, the walking zombie passed by for a while with a heart of death.

Let the little prince completely relieve his anger.

Perfect.

Chen Feng sat at home and waited for one day, two days, and three days.

When he finished reading all the comics he had drawn on the bookshelf, when he had already taken his ID card to the bank and changed the passwords of all the bank cards, when the wall that was hit by the prince was refilled with cement and painted, he did not wait for the prince to reappear and dated him for the purpose of revenge.

But Chen Feng waited for a dog.

The dog suddenly appeared.

Chen Feng was going downstairs to buy vegetables in the morning, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw the dog lying at the door.

Chen Feng had seen this dog in his photo album at home.

Although the dogs in the album are only the size of a palm, they are indeed the same dog.

Moreover, this dog is very familiar with Chen Feng, and Chen Feng is also very familiar with it.

Chen Feng turned his body and opened the door. The dog ran in from outside with cheerful steps. It went to the bathroom with ease, rinsed its four claws, and then stomped its claws on the carpet.

Then it ran to the living room, stepped on the chair and took out a box of cookies from the cabinet, and jumped onto the sofa with the cookies in it.

After climbing onto the sofa, it lowered its head and sniffed the sofa under it, and patted it with its paws, as if it found that the sofa was no longer the same one.

But it didn't care too much. It lay on the sofa again, pounced over the remote control next to it with its paws, switched to the animation channel, and watched TV while eating biscuits.

Chen Feng watched the TV. He knew the name of this cartoon because Chen Jiuxing liked to watch it.

Chen Feng moved his eyes from the TV to the dog on the sofa.

Are dogs so smart nowadays?

You can't blame him for being too careful, after all, he has encountered too many incredible creatures and things during this period.

Seeing that he had not moved for a long time, the dog raised his head and said to Chen Fengwang.

Come and watch TV with me.

For a moment, Chen Feng felt that he could understand dog language.

Chen Feng walked over and sat on the sofa.

The dog had finished eating the biscuits and skillfully put his head on Chen Feng's thighs. Chen Feng subconsciously stretched out his hand and stroked the dog's head.

It's natural and comfortable.

This is indeed his dog.

It's been four days.

The little prince hasn't come to see him yet.

Chen Feng stared at the door while watching TV with the dog.

No one appeared at the door.

The phone ringtone rang.

It is not the mobile phone of the painter Chen Feng, but the mobile phone of the brick mover Chen Feng.

Chen Feng hesitated for a moment and answered the phone.

"Hello, this is Yucheng Police Station. Some time ago, an enthusiastic citizen reported that we found two male corpses, one big and one small, in Xingfu Community. Now the identity information of the two corpses has been confirmed, namely Chen Feng and Chen Jiuxing, which are nominal father-son relationships. Are you Chen Feng's family members? Is it convenient to come here to claim the body?"

Chen Feng held the phone, feeling a little unbelievable.

Chen Feng? Is that person the original brick mover?

Then what happened to Chen Jiuxing?

He watched Chen Jiuxing get cremated and buried with his own eyes. Why did he turn into a corpse and appear in the police station and be with Chen Feng?

Chen Feng did not have a suitable identity to ask him to claim the bodies of the two, so he changed his clothes and prepared to find the prince.

But as soon as he came out of the bedroom, he saw the dog waving his tail and wanted to go with him, so Chen Feng tied it with a dog leash and took it out of the door.

Chen Feng came to Huming Realm with his past memories, but suddenly discovered an important problem.

...He couldn't get in.

He remembered that when the little black worm and the red bean-eyed suction cup monster entered, they were holding a brown stone in their hands.

But he didn't have such a stone.

So he sat on the stone next to him with the dog, hoping that there would be a monster coming in and out so that he could rub against their stones.

But when the dog was about to fall asleep impatiently, Chen Feng did not wait for a monster.

He sighed, picked up a small brown stone from the river, followed the way he had seen before, and raised it to his head and walked towards the waterfall step by step.

The waterfall disappeared, the wind disappeared, and a door appeared in front of Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was stunned: It's really OK?

Could it be that this stone is not an ordinary stone, but a careless monster fell here? Chen Feng wiped the stone and prepared to pack up the stone.

But as soon as his hand was put into his pocket, he touched another stone.

This is a beautiful red stone, a "gift" that His Highness once threw to him.

Maybe this is why he can come in.

Chen Feng put the stone back into his pocket, then pushed open the door and walked in.

Perhaps because of the different colors of the stones, the passages opened were also different. For example, the brown stone in the hands of the little black worms led Chen Feng to a normal level last time. At this moment, Chen Feng entered here with the red stone, but directly led to the prince's bedroom.

The furnishings here have not changed much, except that the cage originally placed in the corner has turned into a pile of rotten iron - it should be someone's anger.

The prince himself sleeps in bed.

Chen Feng walked towards the prince. The dog seemed to be afraid of the prince. It turned around and shrank to the corner.

The prince clearly slept very well, but his breathing sound was extremely weak.

Chen Feng was so close to him that he still felt that the prince's breathing was inaudible.

The prince's eyebrows were stretched, his face was pale, his eyelashes were still moving, and his heartbeat and breathing were generally faint, as if he would never wake up.

Chen Feng didn't like his appearance, so he deliberately reached out and poked his cheek.

Although the little prince slept well, he was still easily woken up.
To be continued...