Dragon Prince and Princess

This is a small villa with only two floors. Gu Xiaole has lived here since he moved out from Xiang Long. After various tutors, Gu Xiaole finally decided what he wanted to learn. He wanted to draw, and he liked it. The feeling of colorful colors blooming on the paper according to one's own ideas, the unrestrained spirit of swearing freedom with strong colors.Every weekend, the psychiatrist would come to chat with him, and then adjust the prescription for him, so that he was freed from being awakened by nightmares every day when he first moved out, and his mood gradually returned to calm.

Xiang Long didn't let go, the house where Gu Xiaole lived was arranged by him after a series of twists and turns, and the nanny in Gu Xiaole's house was his most trusted Hao Qiang's distant aunt. He silently followed everything about Gu Xiaole, even when Gu Xiaole ate When he was asleep after taking the medicine, he even sneaked up to Gu Xiaole's bed and gave him a soft goodnight kiss, but he didn't dare to appear in front of Gu Xiaole because he was afraid, yes, this man who is fearless, fearless, Seeing Gu Xiaole's disgusted eyes towards him.

Gu Xiaole never went out after moving out, and he didn't even talk much on weekdays. Gu Xiaole's psychiatrist Wang Jianping suggested to Xiang Long that this would not help the patient's recovery at all. Long-term isolation and solitude would only make him more depressed. Gu Xiaole needs a healthy environment so that he can re-establish communication with this society instead of continuing to be autistic like this.Xiang Long thought for a while, and exchanged the price of donating a teaching building to C University for the special admission qualification of C University's Fine Arts Department.

Xiang Long put the acceptance letter in front of Gu Xiaole. Gu Xiaole, who had been studying painting at home for half a year, looked at the thin envelope with disbelief.

"University C is not very far from here. It only takes ten minutes by car. How about I arrange a driver for you to pick you up to school every day?" Xiang Long took out his phone and flipped through the address book.

"No... no need, I'll just take the subway." Gu Xiaole was a little afraid that those black-clothed bodyguards would break into her peaceful life again, and resisted the fear to refute Xiang Long's proposal.

"Don't you like the driver to pick you up? Then I will send you a car. Anyway, you have a driver's license, so you can drive yourself." Xiang Long put down his phone and looked at Gu Xiaole with a smile.

"It's really unnecessary..." Gu Xiaole lowered his head, his voice was as low as a mosquito humming.

"Then you choose, drive yourself or let me arrange a driver to take you." Xiang Long couldn't help Gu Xiaole to distinguish, and forcefully proposed two choices.

"Drive by yourself." Gu Xiaole picked his pants with his fingers, and bit his lips tightly after answering.

"Well, let someone deliver the car in the afternoon. Remember to be safe when you drive yourself." Xiang Long rubbed Gu Xiaole's hair, felt Gu Xiaole's body stiffen instantly, and let go helplessly, "I'm leaving, call me if you have something to do." Call." When he walked to the door, he still couldn't hold back and stopped, turned around and said to Gu Xiaole, "Don't be afraid of me, I really won't hurt you again." Xiang Long looked at Gu Xiaole with his head down and refused to look at him, unwilling Sighed, but heard a "hmm" as thin as a mosquito, all the worries disappeared in an instant, and strode away with a satisfied smile.

University life was not as good as imagined. Gu Xiaole's dullness and reticence made him have little friendship with his classmates. Later, when the news that he was admitted because of a donation from his family to the school spread in a small area, he was caught in a trap The title of a rich kid with no knowledge or skills, coupled with the fact that he drives a limited-edition sports car to and from the campus, wears low-key hand-made custom-made clothes, and his paintings are immature and out of order, further confirms everyone's guess.Gu Xiaole knew nothing about these things. He was immersed in the colorful colors and only saw that small canvas, just like he was once immersed in that small screen. He is such a simple person. Not smart, but if you put your heart into it, you will put all your energy into it.

At [-]:[-], the bell rang for the end of get out of class. The professor put away his lecture notes and announced the end of get out of class. Gu Xiaolei put away his notes and stuffed them into his schoolbag. He got up and left the classroom. When he walked through the corridor, he was suddenly stopped by several people.

"Classmate Gu, my brothers have been struggling recently, can you carry forward the spirit of friendship with your classmates and borrow two dollars to deal with emergencies?" The hippie smiling with a cigarette in the lead grabbed Gu Xiaole's schoolbag strap.

"I don't have any money." Gu Xiaole didn't lie. He lived and ate at home. He drove to and from school by himself. When his aunt went to buy groceries, she would drive his car while he was at home. She would also help him wash and refuel his car. Never took any money with me.

"Cut~ Who are you lying to? No one in the school knows that your family is rich. Why, do you look down on your classmates?" Another man with wine-red hair dyed his jacket sneered.

"I never bring money with me when I go out. I really don't have any money." Gu Xiaole reluctantly turned out the lining of his pockets, proving that he had nothing in them.

"Mistgrass! You really are the young master, don't you ever buy anything?" The one in the lead spat out his cigarette butt and patted Gu Xiaole's face.

"Don't buy it." Gu Xiaole slapped the opponent's hand away in disgust, and took a step back, "Get out of the way, I'm going home."

"It's awesome, you, remember to bring money to school tomorrow! Otherwise, you will look good! Let's go!"

Watching them leave shoulder to shoulder, Gu Xiaole adjusted the crooked clothes, went to the parking lot to pick up the car and went home directly.

"Aunt Hao, can you lend me some money?" Gu Xiaole thought about it for a long time after returning home, but still planned to settle down, and asked Aunt Hao during dinner.

"What, Master Le, what do you want to buy?" Aunt Hao served Gu Xiaole a bowl of soup, and looked at Gu Xiaole lovingly, "Tell Auntie what you need."

"Nothing to buy. Some classmates borrowed money from me after school today. I have no money. They asked me to lend it to them tomorrow."

Who is Hao Wenfang? Although she is Hao Qiang's distant aunt, she is also a master of the Tao. She explained the matter clearly in a few words. It is obvious that this simple fool was blackmailed and borrowed money. Hao Wenfang didn't show his face, and took out 500 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Gu Xiaole, "Master Le is kind, and it's very good for classmates to help each other." After Gu Xiaole had dinner and went into the studio again, Hao Wenfang took out the money and gave it to Gu Xiaole. He called Hao Qiang on his mobile phone and reported Gu Xiaole being blackmailed at school. He also scolded Hao Qiang bloody and scolded him for sending bodyguards to the women's toilet to peep...

The next day after class, Gu Xiaole waited in the corridor for half an hour. The group who blackmailed him yesterday did not show up. Maybe they found another target and forgot about him. Gu Xiaole had no choice but to go home. For half a month, that group of people didn't show up again, and the 500 yuan borrowed from Aunt Hao was all wrinkled in his pocket, and he hadn't been extorted away. Gu Xiaole's dull head finally felt that that group of people would not come.

Gu Xiaole failed to paint a single stroke on the canvas all afternoon, the paint in his hand was adjusted again and again, the palette was smeared in a mess by him, finally sighed, Gu Xiaole put down the palette, picked up the phone and gave it to the only The number sent a text message, only two words "thank you"

Xiang Long was distributing this month's tasks to the hall in charge of shipping goods in Southeast Asia, when suddenly a "ding dong~" sound came from the quiet conference room, and Xiang Long's face instantly turned cloudy, and he squinted his eyes and scanned around. The few people here who are at least one party's heroes broke out in cold sweat instantly, and they almost wrote "not me" on their faces. Suddenly, Xiang Long's face changed, he took out his mobile phone and pressed it twice, and the sun was shining on his face instantly , grinned his mouth wide open, pressed a call back, put the phone on his ears and walked out of the room, the door closed with a "boom~", and everyone in the room couldn't help but start whispering. The crown prince is so pampered, he has to hold his thighs, maybe it will be of great help to him after establishing a good relationship!