* "I didn't understand anything at the time, I should have seen what she did, not what she said, she confided in me and bloomed for me, I really shouldn't have left her and ran out, I should have seen through the tenderness hidden behind her little tricks, flowers are too elusive, just blame me for being too young at the time, I didn't know how to love her......"

The blonde man sat on the edge of the bed, holding a fairy tale in his hand, and slowly told the story in a soft voice.

Only a small standing lamp on the bedside table provides warm light.

Aitor lay on the bed, honestly covered with the quilt, revealing only a pair of eyes, looking at the shadow of the man on the wall.

"Why does the little prince love roses?" The pale blue eyes turned to look at the man, and there was pure curiosity in his eyes.

The rose described in the story has a sensitive vanity, and although I don't know what this means, it should not be a good description, and there are many lies, and I will be angry because I feel that my lies are not clever enough.

The little prince loves the roses, but he is unhappy because of the lies.

"Because of everything Rose has done, just to get the little prince to give her a little more tenderness and pity?" Aitto thought thoughtfully.

In that case, is it okay for him to lie to Brother Tho?

After all, he, like Rose, just wants a little more tenderness and love.

"Maybe that's the case, but the reason why the little prince loves roses is because of the hard work and time he has put into them, which is the most precious, and there is no other rose that can make him pay so much, so she is the only one." The blonde man explained with a smile.

"I see." Aitor seemed to understand.

It is worth cherishing the time and effort, in that case......

How can you get Brother Tou to pay for him too?

"The little prince has blonde hair, just ......like Brother Tou" The white-haired young man looked at the man's golden hair, his eyes focused.

* "It's my fault that I didn't let you know my love for you all this time, but it doesn't matter anymore, and you're as stupid as I am, I wish you happiness......"

The blonde man continues to tell the story of the little prince saying goodbye to the rose.

When the little prince left, Rose no longer needed a glass cover.

Aitto looked at the man who was reading his bedtime story and a smile appeared on his face.

Brother Tou is a little prince with blonde hair who will leave at any time.

"You must say what you want, you must tell each other if you love someone, don't be the fool who pays silently behind your back, doesn't say anything, and gets nothing in the end, in that case, I will laugh at you unceremoniously." That's what my brother told him.

Because at the beginning, Aitto was used to not talking, and now he often confesses to his family, which he learned from Grenada after going to the United States.

It's very effective.

Aitto is not a rose, so he will not not say love like Rose, nor will he make all kinds of demands to the little prince like Rose, and he will not let the little prince leave like Rose did.

The family of the organization cannot be left.

If you leave the organization, you'll die.

If you die, you can stay forever.

So of course Brother Tou can't leave.

Brother Tou is not the little prince, because the little prince can leave at any time, but Brother Tou cannot.

"The story isn't over yet, let's tell it tomorrow, it's time to go to bed today." The blonde man closed the storybook and placed it on the shelf.

"Good night." He turned off the lamp and walked out of the room.

"Good night." Aitto watched as the other stood outside the door and closed it.

When the footsteps disappeared, he looked out the door to make sure that the other party had returned to the room, and then picked up the fairy tale called The Little Prince again and flipped through it himself.

He reads books much faster than Amuro reads to him.

Soon the fox was seen asking the little prince to tame himself.

* "To tame is to make connections. ”

* "To me, you are just a little boy, like thousands of other little boys, no different, I don't need you, you don't need me, to you, I'm just a fox, no different from thousands of other foxes, but if you tame me, then we will need each other, for me, you become unique, and I am unique to you......"

The fox said to the little prince.

But the little prince has long been tamed by the rose, and the rose needs him, and the rose is unique to him.

Aitto had read the whole story and was thinking about the plot where the fox asked the little prince to tame him.

The story felt somewhat familiar to him.

Everything he did seemed to be taming Brother Tho.

What Brother Tou did to him seemed to be trying to tame him.

Both of them want to tame each other.

"Then just wait until we are done taming each other." Aito said thoughtfully leaning on Daifuku.

But what is the sound of the wind blowing the wheat waves? Does the golden wheat make the fox think of the little prince because the little prince's hair is also blonde?

Roses are the most special and unique.

Aito thought seriously with a serious expression, the most special thing for him is indeed Papa and Uncle System.

In this case, he has two roses?

But roses should be unique......

However, Papa is the only human being, and Uncle System is not human, so both of them are unique.

Aitto seriously convinced himself.

gave Gin and Amuro Totho, and even positioned himself.

Amuro is a little prince with blonde hair, so Ato himself is a fox waiting to be tamed.

And the position of Papa and Uncle System for him is a rose.

Because they won't say love to him either.

Aito thought about it with a serious expression, and felt that Papa and Uncle System could be the little prince, and he could be a rose.

Because the little prince will eventually return to the Rose and live with the Rose, and they live on the same planet.

Aitto decided not to send sunflowers next time, but to send roses, which represent unique roses.

Papa will be happy to receive it!

He put the finished fairy tale book back on the shelf, returned to the bed, and took out the little paper figure that he had not taken out for a long time because of Amuro's presence.

One by one, they were placed next to the pillow.

I looked at the small paper people with different names and codes written on them sitting neatly on the edge of the bed, and I smiled contentedly.

Lay down in the quilt again, covered Daifuku with the quilt, said goodnight to the little paper people and Daifuku cookies, and closed his eyes.

Fell into a sweet dream.

In his dreams, someone was telling him a story.

It was a very young-sounding voice, and the owner of the voice was probably only in his teens.

The content of the story is also the Little Prince.

Ato wanted to open his eyes in his dreams, but he couldn't.

Unable to control his body, as if his limbs were bound, his brain was drowsy, and his eyelids were heavy as if they were pressing against a boulder.

"No matter how many people, how many things, how many animals he meets on the way, the prince will eventually return to the rose."

"Have a good dream." The voice in the dream said.