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There was heavy rain on the road, soaking the low purple jasmine flowers and leaves. The smell of leftovers became stronger, mixed with rain and blood. Gu Changfeng ran wildly in the rain without caring about his identity, but when he got closer, he didn't hear anyone talking.

At the back door of the cafeteria, a wooden stick as thick as a forearm mixed with fresh blood was lying on the ground that had become muddy due to rain. The footprints on the ground were extremely chaotic. It was obvious that there was more than one person who came here to beat Wen Heng.

"How could it be...where are the people?" Gu Changfeng scratched his hair, "Xiao Wo, where are they?"

Xiao Wo: "Of course I got the news that you were coming, so I ran away in advance."

"..."

What is the purpose of you calling me here?

He didn't believe it, so he walked around the cafeteria a few more times, but apart from getting wet, he found nothing.

In the end, he could only return the same way he came angrily, and because of being caught in the rain, he fell ill when he got back.

The news spread very quickly, and within an hour, Zhao Si rushed over from Prince Yong's palace.

Following the emperor's order, Zhao Si, along with the old doctor, pushed the door open in a hurry.

"Prince! Prince!" Zhao Si started to cry out in panic before he even saw him. "How come you're sick after just a few days of not seeing you? You really can't leave me for even a day!"

Gu Changfeng was sick and his reaction was slow. When he came to his senses, the round head had gone straight into his arms.

Mingming was most averse to contact with people of the same sex during his lifetime, but for some reason, he always felt familiar with the people here, especially Zhao Si, who seemed like someone who had really grown up with him. When Zhao Si snuggled into his arms, his first reaction was not to push him away, but to touch his hair.

"Prince? Why aren't you talking? Doctor Song, please take a look!"

Zhao Si was extremely anxious and tried to straighten up quickly, but he soon stopped moving and his eyes became much more relaxed from being anxious. If you looked closely, you could even see tears in his eyes.

Gu Changfeng followed his thoughts and gently placed his hand on Zhao Si's head. The memories that Xiao Wo had not told him appeared in his mind again.

When he was four or five years old, a spring breeze blew across his cheeks. Prince Yong took his hand and led a child over. "Feng'er, didn't you say a few days ago that no one was playing with you? Daddy brought you a new friend, Ah Si."

The little boy was dressed in dusty clothes and was a little too thin, but his eyes were huge, like a ripe black grape, staring at him.

Maybe it was his first time in such a place, Zhao Si didn't dare to speak and was timid.

Gu Changfeng walked towards the new friend his father had given him and hugged him in his arms, "Ah Si, we will be friends from now on. You have to stay with me all the time."

The wind blew down a large number of crabapple flowers, one of which happened to fall on Zhao Si's head. He suddenly hugged Gu Changfeng back: "Yeah!"

Memories flooded into his mind like a revolving lantern. Gu Changfeng blinked and said in a hoarse voice, "It's just a cold. Why are you making such a fuss?"

Zhao Si slowly turned around and realized that the person in front of him was a little different after all. Two lines of hot tears flowed down, "The prince's affairs are never trivial."

He stepped aside, and Doctor Song came over to feel his pulse. Seeing how close the two of them were, he chuckled and went straight to get the medicine.

"I remember now." Gu Changfeng said, "Ah Si, you have to stay by my side forever."