I am the third prince of the dragon

"However." Ao Luyi returned from being happy, and said, "Don't force yourself, don't do it because of me..."

Before he finished speaking, Arman said, "No, I just want to be with you, and it doesn't matter where I go."

His eyes were clear and calm, Ao Luyi looked at him, and after a while, the corners of his mouth raised: "Okay."

"Is there anything you want to bring over, or something to deal with, it's not too late to go after you're done."

Arman was stunned: "Speaking of it." He was a little embarrassed, and remembered something: "Do you remember Ella? Mr. Ford's daughter."

"Of course I remember—" Ao Luyi remembered the little girl whom he gave the first blessing, with a smile on his face.

"She should have grown up a lot now, why, have you gone back to see them in the past few years?"

Alman nodded: "Well, I went to Conte once two years ago."

In fact, it's not entirely because of going to visit old people. Most of the reason is that Arman often felt uncontrollable depression and pain when he wandered around in the early years. Therefore, he always returned to Conte involuntarily to see Look at that hazelnut tree.

Only when he was sitting quietly under the tree, Arman could feel the faint connection left by Ao Luyi in the tree through the tree.

This is a very subtle feeling. When he was in a trance, he even felt that this tree was the incarnation of Ao Luyi, and he could hear his own words.

Aila knew that Ao Luyi was very sad after leaving, and made a wish every day that he would come back. When Arman was about to leave, Aila begged him to tell her if Ao Luyi came back.

Arman has given his promise, and of course he will not break it.

"In that case, I should go back and see them." Ao Luyi said.

It was the first time he performed his duties as a god. The hazel tree brought him a lot of strength, and he also wanted to go back and see the recent situation of Mr. Ford and Ella.

After they made a decision, they accelerated towards Long Island.

The sky was bright and dark again, the sun rose and set on the sea, and before it got dark on the third day, they could already see the vast fog deer appearing in front of the sea.

Ao Luyi stood at the bow of the boat, feeling the wind blowing over her face.

"I still remember what happened when I came here before. Are you sure we can go straight forward?!" Jack thought with lingering fear that he was trapped on an isolated island five years ago, and a huge fire-breathing dragon with extremely unstable emotions It's been a miserable journey for dozens of days.

Ao Luyi's fingertips streaked across the light, like a meteor falling, and he looked back at Jack: "You can also get off the boat from here, we will be back tomorrow morning."

"Don't even think about it, I'm the one who decides on my boat—" Jack touched the mustache on his mouth, although he was a little reluctant, he still concentrated on standing in front of the rudder: "Arman, put down Sail!"

Alman alone is enough to pull the sail that several sailors can pull. He stands firmly on the deck, his muscles are tense, and he is holding a thick hemp rope in his hand, stepping back step by step.

The thick and white sails rattled and slowly lowered as the winch creaked and turned.

He remained silent, fastened the rope neatly, and turned his head to stare closely at the back of Ao Luyi standing on the bow.

Ao Luyi stretched his hands, as if a flowing force field was gradually rising around his body, the tips of his hair fluttered and fluttered in the wind, and the corners of his clothes were rattling by the wind.

In the cloudy sky at sunset, on the sea covered with thick fog, Jack's Black Pearl began to emit a soft light, broke through the water surface with a rush, and quickly sailed into the thick fog.

Jack couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

In such a place shrouded in fog, in case there are hidden reefs...

The hazy and dark fog suddenly broke a thin line, as if a sharp edge broke it.

The sea surface was blown by the wind and created waves, but the hull of the ship was as stable as land, and purple lightning flashed uneasy in the misty clouds.

However, the head of the Black Pearl was surrounded by an invisible barrier, and a wave of air easily broke through the layers of fog and cut through the clouds that were flickering with lightning. A gentle big hand gently brushed away the dust.

The fog dissipated, revealing the clear blue sky, a round of moonlight softly sprinkled on the sea in front of them, and a familiar island appeared before their eyes.

Gentle waves lifted the big boat to the shore.

Together they stepped off the deck and stood on the soft white sand.

The sound of Miaoyinzhu being blown by the sea breeze at night is a soft and pleasant tune, rustling endlessly, like massaging the ears.

"When I came back, I found that everything was gone. I thought something happened to you."

Walking on the bamboo path leading to the cliff, Ao Luyi couldn't help saying, "It looks like I was robbed."

Alman was a little surprised: "Have you been back?"

He looked towards the terrace and the cave on the exposed cliff in the distance: "I came back before and hid everything. There are many animals on the island. I'm afraid they will cause damage."

Everything in the cave was made, searched, and used together by him and Ao Luyi. Arman regarded everything as a treasure, and for fear of damage, he had to store everything on the cliff that was not easy to get in and out.

He was a little embarrassed: "I want to keep what you left behind."

Ao Luyi blushed: "Actually, they are not expensive things."

There are even a lot of shoddy ones, such as the small bench he made by hand with Arman, and he only made half of it. Instead, Arman sat with a knife and a shovel seriously all afternoon, and made a real one. A solid stool that can be used.

A smile appeared on Arman's face, and he recalled many good memories. As far as he could see, it seemed that Ao Luyi and himself were everywhere.

"What? You and I have stayed on the island for so long, why didn't you see that you want to collect my things?" Jack asked a soul question, and Alman turned around helplessly: "You only left a bunch of things on this island. A wine bottle." He and Louis had picked it up in an abandoned ship before, and they hadn't drank it for several years. When Jack came, he almost emptied all the storage.

The little monster took his two younger brothers and swished in front of them.

When they got to the foot of the two peaks where the dragon's head stood facing the sky, the little monster had already rushed to the entrance of the cave along the plank road on the cliff.

Walking through the barren vegetable fields and the long silent pier bridge, they walked up and bumped into a few big geese that were being chased down by squawking.

"It seems that we are no longer the masters here." Ao Luyi joked.

Arman laughed and walked into the dark cave.

Soon he was holding a feeble candle in the house and said, "Here's some wood for firewood."

Before Ao Luyi came in, Arman had piled up all the logs neatly. He squatted down in front of the woodpile, staring at his eyes for a few seconds, and suddenly a burst of sparks burst out.

The warm orange-red flame instantly illuminates the room.

Arman blew out the candle, and heard Ao Luyi sighing beside him: "It's still the same as before..."

He turned his head and looked at Ao Luyi, who was looking up and down the whole room.

"I still remember that there is a cabinet here, and the bed is here." Ao Luyi gestured, and suddenly smiled. He looked at Arman: "Let's go, let's move everything back."

Jack sat down by the fire, and said confidently: "As a human being, I can't help you, please hurry up, I'm a guest, and now the guest is a little sleepy, I want to take a nap -"

He pretended to yawn, and Ao Luyi immediately rolled his eyes: "You can always break the atmosphere instantly, thank you."

That is to say, but they still flew to the top of the cliff very quickly. There was a cave like a storage room. Arman hid everything in it like a hamster, and built a heavy wooden board outside. As if worried that this place will be discovered.

Lifting the boards and revealing what's inside isn't really worth the trouble of hiding.

"Next time, you should hide something worth hiding." Ao Luyi said to him helplessly.

Arman just smiled and didn't refute, but he didn't intend to correct it at all.

These are all things left by Ao Luyi. This alone is enough to brand Arman as a treasure in his heart. He only cares about this. It is hard to say whether it is because of watching Ao Luyi disappear. Trauma or some other habit.

Soon, they moved down the two main beds and some other useful things.

Combining two beds into one, it was still difficult for three big men to lie down. They had to use two cabinets to put together and cover them with blankets, but there was more than enough space.

For some reason, Ao Luyi dug out some of Arman's paintings before, which made him a little happy.It's a pity that due to improper preservation, some of them were damaged, and the picture was mottled and yellowed.

Ao Luyi looked at the old scenery of Long Island on the screen, and felt that it was a pity no matter what, so he put them away and planned to take them away.

Maybe in another world, you can find a professional person to fix it.

After Arman saw it, he didn't speak, but he was obviously happy. The arc of the corner of his mouth was always there, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

Lying on the bed, Jack's snoring sounded from the bed immediately.

"..." Okay, sleeping fast is also an advantage.

Ao Luyi turned his head from one side of the bed to see that Arman was lying on his side in the dark, blocking Jack on the other side.

His bright black eyes flickered with the fluttering of his eyelashes, staring at himself very seriously.

"What are you looking at?" Ao Luyi lay flat, pillowing her arm.

"It's nothing..." He heard Arman lower his voice, as if it came from his chest, rustling, and swept across his cheeks and ears with his breath.

Ao Luyi rubbed subconsciously, and then whispered: "Are you afraid? Go to another world."

In the darkness and silence, Arman's temperature came from his side with a sense of presence. This quiet atmosphere reminded Ao Luyi unconsciously of when he was a little boy.

He heard Alman chuckle softly in his ear: "No, I'm not a child anymore."

There was a distant wind outside the cave, and Ao Luyi also laughed and said, "Yes, I always forget this."

"I'll remind you when you forget."

Arman's hand suddenly stretched out and placed on the back of Ao Luyi's hand.

His hand was extraordinarily warm, not pure temperature, when the skin of his palm touched the back of Ao Luyi's hand, it was like a harmless flame, gentle and hot, and he almost subconsciously avoided withdrawing his hand.

Ao Luyi was stunned until Arman held his hand and led him up: "Am I very different from before?"

His hand gently touched Arman's face, which was completely different from the childish and immature one when he was a child. It was a handsome and angular face.

"I'm afraid you will feel strange, do you like me now?" Alman's voice seemed to be a little nervous and sad.

"Of course I like it." Ao Luyi said without thinking.

Immediately, he felt Arman's long eyelashes quickly sweep over his fingertips: "That's great."

Alman said with a smile.

Ao Luyi suddenly felt uneasy, he gently withdrew his hand, blinked his eyes, in his breathing, his heartbeat was blown away quickly by the wind like mist, leaving no trace.

Alas, Arman is already a grown-up.

And he is handsome and upright, with a pair of talking dog eyes, strong but good-tempered, the kind of young guy who will be very popular with girls.

Ao Luyi was full of emotions in his heart, and he had a kind of proud and sad, really weird and inexplicable mentality.

"Go to sleep, Arman, we will leave tomorrow." Ao Luyi finished speaking, raised his hand, and rubbed his soft curly black hair: "Good night."

There was an involuntary pleasure in Arman's voice as he whispered, "Good night, Louie."

With his eyes open, he easily traced the outline of Ao Luyi through the darkness until he saw his eyes closed.

Arman carefully rubbed against Ao Luyi until his shoulders touched each other lightly. He touched there with his hand, and touched Ao Luyi's little finger contentedly.

He rubbed a little further, and two fingers covered the back of the opponent's hand. Arman quietly did not make any movements. He closed his eyes, and his chest began to rise and fall evenly.

It was a very peaceful and quiet night. Except for Jack's self-contained snoring, the other two slept very soundly, just like the countless days and nights spent in this cave before.

A round of sun rises above the sea again, with the golden light of dawn, reflecting the clouds in the red sky, and reflecting on the undulating blue sea.

The sunlight climbed up the mountain peak and slowly enveloped the entire Dragon Island. When the sunlight came in through the cave entrance, Arman's eyelids rolled a few times, and he opened them immediately.

There was still a little mist in his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered up and down, and when he turned his head, Ao Luyi was sleeping beside him.

Arman was puzzled for a few seconds, but he soon sobered up.

He remembered that he was in Long Island, and that Louis had come back together.

Just when he opened his eyes, Arman almost had a sense of confusion that he had returned to five years ago.

He stared at Ao Luyi's face quietly and did nothing.

Ao Luyi once took great pains to change his hair color and eye color to be the same as that of a normal person, but so far Arman has never seen his disguise.

As if he hadn't thought of this, Ao Luyi has always shown his true face. Now, his messy moon-white hair is scattered on the blanket, his cheek is leaning on Arman's shoulder, his soft flesh is squeezed up a little, and his face is deformed up.

Alman was surprised to find that Ao Luyi didn't seem to be older than himself.

He looked up at him with his whole body and mind, like the most devout believer, but believers will not see the true face of the god.

In Arman's memory, Ao Luyi's face seemed to be shrouded in vague perceptions of 'powerful' and 'omnipotent'. His childhood admiration and admiration made Ao Luyi shrouded in light, but he suddenly appeared at this moment At this moment, he glimpsed his true face under this layer of light.

Arman was taken aback by this recognition, and looked at Ao Luyi more seriously.

Ao Luyi doesn't seem to be stronger or taller than him. His eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, his eyelashes are long, and the line from the bridge of his nose to his lips is beautifully undulating. He always has an air of indifference on his face.

Anyone else would think this is a young and good-looking young man, maybe around 20 years old, maybe about the same age as Arman himself.

This idea made Arman feel very surprised, but no matter how you look at it, Ao Luyi is indeed such a delicate and indifferent face.

As he thought about it, it turned out that Louis was actually like this, and he couldn't help smiling.