Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Tan Suiting looked at him with a hint of weariness in his eyes, but said nothing and closed the door on his own.

Having been kicked out so many times, Xie Weixing had learned from experience. Holding a piece of candy, he used the door panel to push himself inside.

Tan Suiting frowned, and the power of lightning rapidly circulated at his fingertips.

Xie Weixing hadn't been electrocuted by His Highness the Crown Prince in a long time, and the familiar sense of threat washed over him, so he quickly begged for mercy.

"Little Dragon Prince, I was wrong," he said, holding the sugar cake. "I didn't know the rules of your dragon clan. Please forgive me since this is the first time I've made a mistake."

Tan Suiting looked at the sugar pastry in his hand, the lightning in his hand weakened slightly, and he said coldly, "Who told you that?"

"Senior sister," Xie Weixing said, seeing that he was starting to soften his stance, she quickly pressed her advantage, "Let me tell you, senior sister gave someone special training again, and Shen Chunri got a really bad beating this afternoon..."

"Have you been hanging out with Shen Chunri these past few days?"

"Yeah, aren't the three of us always together?"

"no the same."

Seeing Xiaolongdian's gaze turn cold again, Xie Weixing wondered what he had done wrong and tentatively said, "Don't worry, you're just as important to me as Shen Chunri. I won't neglect you just because I've been playing with her these past few days. I..."

Tan Suiting stared intently at him, even with a hint of gritted teeth: "I am just as important as Shen Chunri."

Xie Weixing nodded: "Ah."

Tan Suiting's chest heaved slightly with anger.

It turns out that in Xie Weixing's heart, he was the same as Shen Chunri.

Yes, after all, he didn't come back from Qingmu Mountain just to save himself.

But in his heart, Xie Weixing was the one who saved his life and was his best friend.

This is not fair at all.

"Get out." Tan Suiting grabbed his sleeve and pushed him out. "Get out of here."

"Huh?" Xie Weixing was stunned, then was pushed around. "What's wrong? What happened now?"

During their argument, Xie Weixing's hand trembled, and all the sugar pastries she was holding spilled onto the bed.

Sticky syrup stained the little dragon plush toy in the corner.

Xie Weixing felt as if he had been struck on the head, his mind replaying the image of tears behind bars on a 360-degree loop.

It's over.

It's over.

This time it's really over.

Tan Suiting stopped pushing him and quickly patted the sugar pastry off the little dragon.

Looking at the sticky little doll, he felt both angry and anxious. He wanted to hit someone, thought of his mother, his father, and wondered how he would sleep tonight.

As I thought about it, my nose tingled and my eyes welled up with tears.

Xie Weixing was at a loss, and danced around with hand gestures for a long time before looking down.

Xiao Longdian lowered his head and stared silently at his Abebei. After a moment, a crystal tear rolled down and fell onto the bed like a pearl.

"Oh dear." Xie Weixing panicked. He quickly knelt by the bed, cupped the other's face in his hands, and said, "I'm sorry, Little Dragon Prince, it's all my fault. I deserve to be hit and scolded. Please don't cry."

He frantically wiped away the other person's tears: "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I sincerely came to apologize to you, and I truly considered you a friend. I promise I'll tell you next time I go into seclusion, and I won't leave without saying goodbye. I'm sorry, I..."

He clasped his hands together and kept bowing, saying, "I'll wash you clean, I'll make you smell nice, it'll be dry by tomorrow, I promise. I'm sorry, Little Dragon Prince, please don't cry."

He was most afraid of people crying. Especially after learning that Tan Suiting had few friends since childhood, he felt that his current behavior was tantamount to child abuse. If this were in the 21st century, he would be taken to the national highway and run over repeatedly by a large truck 9981 times.

Tan Suiting turned her face away, not letting him touch her, her tone cold and tearful: "Get out."

"Will you cry alone after I leave?" Xie Weixing was extremely anxious, wishing he could immediately perform a somersault to cheer up the Crown Prince and stop him from being sad.

He swallowed hard, then suddenly had a brilliant idea. He raised his hand and conjured up lion ears for himself: "Little Dragon Prince, look, look! Can you touch my ears tonight while you sleep? I'll definitely wash them clean for you tomorrow."

Tan Suiting was still angry, but when he looked up, he saw his furry ears.

It looks fat, feels soft to the touch, and moves.

He swallowed hard, unable to resist the urge to succumb to temptation.

This solution seems feasible.

Tan Suiting shed only one tear. He sniffed and looked at the other person coldly: "I'll ask you one more time, between me and Shen Chunri, who do you have a better relationship with?"

Xie Weixing: ?

"Of course it's you." He answered sincerely. At this moment, as long as he could appease the Dragon Prince, he would agree to go to the foot of the mountain and sleep with Grandma Li's pigs. "Shen Chunri is just a little rascal."

"Really?" Tan Suiting looked at him. "What is Xiao Lele?"

"I'm not as good as you, not as smart, not as good-looking." Xie Weixing approached him obsequiously, tilting her head to look him up and down. "Are you not angry anymore, Dragon Prince? Have we made up?"

[Shen Mei...is not happy...is not happy]

[Shen Chunri: Did I offend you two?]

[I can't take it anymore, I'm going crazy from all the sweetness!]

[This Dragon Palace is totally run by kids... Although they look like teenagers, they're probably still young at heart.]

[His constant use of "good friend" is so adorable!]

[Actually, I totally understand, because I'm the same way. If my best friend hangs out with other people, I can be even more dramatic than her.]

[When will your East Sea Taixu Dragon Clan have had enough of raising this little prince? It's my turn to raise him now...]

Tan Suiting remained silent for a long while, then nodded slightly.

Xie Weixing breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the bed.

"Ouch." He felt something stuck in his back, and when he got up, he saw that it was some scattered sugar crumbs.

They quickly cleaned it up, but there was sugar on Tan Suiting's bed.

"Let's go," Xie Weixing said, carrying his pillow and blanket. "Let's go back to my place to sleep."

"oh."

Xie Weixing's bed wasn't that big, and the room's decorations were simpler.

This is the first time Xiaolongdian has ever visited another dormitory, and he's a little embarrassed.

Xie Weixing made up the bed for him and brought him water to wash his face.

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his thin, almost slender arms, and his lion ears swayed as he turned his back to him.

The two were young, their bones still in their childhood stage. The bed wasn't big, but it wasn't cramped when they lay down.

Seeing his expectant yet somewhat embarrassed gaze, Xie Weixing turned his head away, revealing his soft ears.

"Touch it."