In the evening, the prince drunkenly walked to the lake and happened to bump into a handsome young man. The young master seemed to have noticed the visitor's gaze and turned around slowly.
"Hey, it's so late, why is there anyone here?" The prince said with a smile, a smile on his lips.
The young master raised an eyebrow and unconsciously tightened his grip on the poisonous needle: "What? Your Highness the Crown Prince doesn't go to bed so late. Why do you come to this small Pohu Lake?"
"Can't you come?" The prince smiled slowly, "I can't sleep, why don't you come to stay with me? Sir Actor."
The young master paused and took a step back in disgust. He threw the poisonous needle aside and punched the person directly. The thin silver needle fell to the ground and made a crisp sound. "Oh, Your Highness, don't talk nonsense. You are drunk. I will ask someone to take you back to the dormitory to rest."
"No, I need the support of the actor before I can go back." The prince's smile deepened, he held the other person's hand and took a step forward.
"Your Highness, please respect yourself." The young master said quietly and broke away. He took a few steps back and disappeared completely into the darkness.
When the prince saw the person leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "It's really fierce, it looks like a cat."
Intention: Keep your head up and move forward, remember not to stop and not to stop.