It wasn't until he wiped off the wet drops on the little guy's rabbit ears and changed the quilt for him that the man stood by the bed and outlined with his eyes the little prince who had broken into his castle today. Open face.
Can this kid really help him get out of here?
Without staying long, Atlante just stood there for a few minutes and then left.
After Atlante left the room, he did not return to his own room next door. Instead, he walked up another level along the spiral staircase and silently recited a spell in front of a closed door. Then the door opened to both sides. Open.
The room behind the door is very empty, except for a circular carpet placed on the open space in the center. The patterns on the carpet are complex and intertwined, like some weird runes are entangled and twisted together, and the one that looks like A glass cover is placed on the charm-like carpet to protect the fragile roses inside.
Another petal of the red rose withered, which meant that Atlante's time was running out.
Just like the plot in fairy tales, Atlante was cursed by a witch to become a beast. Before that, he had always been a normal human being.
He is cold at heart, does not know how to empathize with others, and does not understand how to love others as described by the witch, so he is cursed by the witch. He must learn how to "love" before the rose withers in order to lift the curse and welcome "being loved."
At first, Atlante didn't care about it and just let the roses wither in the glass.
He could vaguely feel that he was waiting for someone, but who was that person? Once this issue is raised, he will fall into confusion and contemplation, and then the progress of his thinking will be as if someone has deliberately pressed the pause button.
He can feel that this person is very important to him, but since there is such a person who is extraordinary to him, why should he learn to love others before that person comes to his world?
The roses were withering faster day by day, but the person he told him he was waiting for still didn't show up.
If he can't meet that person, then there is no need for him to learn to "love people". He is not afraid of the death mentioned by the witch. He just wants to know who the person he longs for in his heart is, and he can't catch it even if he tries hard. Live with that fleeting shadow in your mind.
Atlante stood in front of the rose, looking at a crumbling petal on the rose, and he gently stroked it through the glass cover.
Mr. Werewolf, who was dressed in formal attire, was almost certain that the moment the little guy broke into his territory, his accelerated heartbeat definitely meant something.
Maybe he could try to accept it. The little guy might be the person his heart is always clamoring to see.
But the little rabbit wants to go home. How can he keep the little rabbit in his castle?
What Chi Baian, who was sleeping soundly at this time, didn't know was that Mr. Beast, who was gentle during the day, was already planning how to trap him in this castle.
Atlante came to the bath, soaked himself in the hot spring water, and thought about this matter.
The little rabbit is still young, and it will take about ten years for the rose to completely wither. Let's wait until the little guy grows up.
The rabbit ears on the little rabbit's head let Atlante know that the little guy must have been cursed by someone, but he didn't know what the curse was. Since someone wanted to curse, it shouldn't just be on the little guy's head. Give birth to a pair of cute bunny ears.
Ask the little one tomorrow before he leaves if he knows.
Atlante stayed up almost all night and waited until dawn with his eyes open.
"Good morning, sir~"
The little rabbit rubbed his eyes and greeted Atlante. He was still wearing the little nightgown that his husband had prepared for him last night, because he didn't find his original clothes when he got up in the morning.
Atlante sat at the table, still holding a newspaper and reading it in the sunlight coming in from the window.
"Well, good morning."
On the table was the breakfast prepared for the little rabbit, and in front of Atlante was a cup of hot coffee.
"Has An An had bunny ears since she was a child?"
Chi Baian was eating a sandwich, with a little salad dressing on the corner of his mouth, and raised his head to look at the man stupidly.
The silly little rabbit rubbed his ears, "Yes, I've had it since I was a child, but Mom said it doesn't seem to be natural. Sir, do you want to touch it?"
Before Atlante could react, he saw the little rabbit jumping off the stool and then trotting towards Mr. Werewolf with small steps.
Then, under the gaze of the gentleman, the obedient little rabbit held up Mr. Werewolf's big paw with both hands, and then placed it on his head. Before Mr. Werewolf could touch him first, he couldn't help but rub his head against Mr. Werewolf. Some thick flesh pads.
Feeling the soft rabbit ears under his hands, Atlante's heart accelerated a little unnaturally.
Unlike his own hair, his hair is relatively hard, while the bunny's hair is indeed soft. In other words, the bunny seems to be soft all over, like a small marshmallow.
"Are you feeling well, sir?"
The little prince was a small one, with a paw bigger than his face on his head. He softly asked the beast in front of him how his rabbit ears felt.
Originally, Atlante's gentleness towards him had already made the little rabbit less afraid of werewolves, and Songsong told him that this was the purpose of sending warmth this time, which made him even less afraid.
I don't know why, but as soon as he knew that Atlante was the target of the mission, he subconsciously felt that Mr. Atlante must be a good person, and he couldn't help but want to get close to him.
"Um."
Atlante felt a strange emotion for the first time, which made his body temperature rise a little.
Although Atlante only replied with one word, Chi Baian was still very happy. It felt like he had put a halo and filter on Atlante.
"I'm going home today. Can I still come and play with my husband in the future?"
The little rabbit had big eyes and looked at Atlante with wet eyes, as if the man would nod his head and the little rabbit would dance happily.
In Little Rabbit's expectant eyes, Atlante nodded, agreeing to Little Rabbit's request.
"Then should I follow the little butterflies then? They are so beautiful~"
The wings of those small butterflies are transparent and emit a slight fluorescent light.
But Atlante didn't know why his hand holding the newspaper tightened.
"An An likes beautiful things?"
He was transformed into what he is now by the witch. If the little guy likes good-looking things...
Chi Bai'an tilted his head, why did the topic suddenly come to this?
"No..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Atlante, "It's getting late, let them take you back first."
Ah? Isn't it early?
Little Rabbit looked at the breakfast on the table in front of him and fell into a brief silence.
"Okay, then I'll come and play in a few days~"
"Goodbye, sir~"
It looked like a few little birds were taking the little prince away. The way back seemed a little different from the way they came. The little prince also watched as he walked.
The most amazing thing is that all the flowers he passed by bloomed when he got close. This must be a surprise given to him by his husband.
Sir is the best!
Hiss, oops!
Chi Baian felt a pain in his fingertips. When he looked down, he found that his fingertips had been pricked by the thorn bush next to him at some point, and a small drop of blood flowed out.
The little prince put his fingers into his mouth and sucked them.
Being stabbed should be considered a part of the plot, right? The little prince thought while sucking his fingers.
This should also be regarded as triggering the curse, but I don't know when the first attack of narcolepsy will be, and how long will he have to sleep?
He still wants to play with his husband, so he hopes he won't sleep for too long.
Just after leaving the forest, Chi Baian was surrounded by guards as soon as he said goodbye to the bird.
It was hard for them to wait here. Other teams were also patrolling. They ventured into the forest several times and somehow ended up walking back the same way, as if there was some magic power.
Until now, they finally found the little prince at the place where his highness disappeared, and they were almost crying with joy.
They quickly sent someone back to inform the king and queen, and then they carried the little prince to the carriage and sent him back to the palace.
The little prince must have had a hard day in the forest, right? Look how thin their little prince has become!
The little prince, who was held in the palms of the entire palace, disappeared for a day and a night. Naturally, they were extremely worried.
Chi Bai'an leaned on the carriage. He didn't know why he started to feel a little sleepy, but it was only a little bit, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
"Your Highness, we are here. I will help you down."
The carriage is a bit high, and it might be dangerous for eight-year-old Nuomi Dumpling to jump out of it. He has to be supported by someone to get off the carriage.
"Okay, Crab."
As soon as he entered the palace, his parents came up to him, holding him in their arms and asking questions about whether he was injured or bullied outside.
"No, An An has met a very good person. He takes good care of An An. Parents don't have to worry."
Hearing the baby say this, they were half relieved. It's good that the baby wasn't bullied.
"Is the baby hungry? Do you want something to eat?"
The woman is still very worried about her son.
"No, I just came back after breakfast, and I'm still full now."
Only then did the woman feel relieved a little.
"I'm just a little sleepy. Can An An go upstairs and take a nap?"
After getting the response, Chi Baian went upstairs and fell asleep basically as soon as he touched the bed.
The queen contacted the doctor to check An An's body. After all, it was better to check, otherwise they wouldn't know where the injury was.
What's more, An An still has the curse cast by the evil fairy back then, so she is still a little worried.
I originally wanted to wait until An An woke up to check if he was injured, but I had to wait until night.
"Why hasn't An An come down yet? Is he still awake? Do we want to go up and call him?"
The queen held the king's hand, with some worry on her face.
The king's face also looked a little solemn, and finally he planned to go upstairs to wake up the baby Zai Zai.
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