The character of the thief 2

This is not surprising. Many times, the world's exotic treasures together are not as precious as the heartfelt smiles when two people talk to each other. One night, however, the smiling princess stopped smiling and instead leaned over the windowsill, staring out at the moon and sighing. "What's wrong with you?" The burglar, who had been so skilled and agile in doing this, looked at the sad-faced princess and frowned. "I was sold out by that dead old man." The princess complained, "A neighboring prince was willing to pay a large bride-price to marry me, and he must have been happy as hell to see the money, so that the marriage between the two countries could reduce war and also kick me right out of this big burden." "Then ......" the thief carefully deliberate, "...... congratulations you can also marry out?" "Hey hey, watch your wording! What do you mean I can marry out too!" The cranky princess punched the thief again, "And who wants to marry a strange man they've never even met!" The thief slumped beside him for a while to slow down, before standing up holding the pillar: "That's right, I don't want to marry a strange woman I've never met either." The next two did not speak, just sitting together against the wall, staring at the moon outside the window. It was not until the light of day and movement outside the bedchamber that the princess urged the thief to hurry up and leave while taking out a small box and handing it to the other party: "This is the only thing I have that is worth anything now." The thief did not take it: "This is ......" "The bride-price from the prince of the neighboring country, the others were probably withheld by that old guy, only this bead was sent to me." The princess opened the box and there was a dazzling light pouring out from it, lighting up the whole room. "It looks like it should be worth a lot of money, you can take it, one more of the victims can be saved." "No." The thief refused. "This is a proposal gift for you, it can't be stolen." "Hey, you really have character as a thief." The princess laughed bitterly twice and did not insist, throwing the box aside casually and looking back at the thief. The two people look at each other, each other's eyes in the flow of affection, how much meaning can not be said. When it really can't be delayed any longer, the thief went to climb the windowsill again: "I have to go." The princess silently stared at him climbing the ledge, finally did not hold back, called out to him: "Wait ......" The thief stood on the ledge, looking back at her. In a very soft voice, the princess asked, "Can you steal me too?" "What?" I don't know if it was because the princess's voice was so low that the thief didn't hear her and asked again. But the princess suddenly deflated and buried her head: "Nothing, I was trying to say that you should not come in the future, before I get married here will strengthen the security, you come and go again is too dangerous." When he looked up again, there was again a frank smile, and a sincere blessing: "Thank you, take care." The thief parted his gaze, his expression hidden in the shadows, his voice low: "Your Highness, also wish you happiness, goodbye." After that the thief never came back. The prince's wedding procession soon arrived in the royal city, and the noisy and cheerful sound gradually approached the princess' bedchamber. The princess, who had been properly dressed, sat alone in her room, waiting for the prince she had never met to appear. No matter how open-minded the princess is, this time, in the end, will still be nervous. But how come no one pushed the door after waiting for half a day? The princess looked over her shoulder and saw that the burglar was lying on the window sill, turning it over. Perhaps it's because it's been too long since he's been over the ledge, his business skills are much rustier, and he's a bit stuck there. "Hey! What are you doing?" The princess ran over to him anxiously, not knowing whether to pull him down or push him out. "This isn't the time to try to steal me away, is it? Don't you want to die?" "Ah, I didn't have time to tell you, I don't think there's much future in thievery, so I've quit." The thief finally turned over, leaning against the wall and panting, "During the time I was working part-time as a thief, I carefully thought about my future career plans and thought I should do my job that would better benefit the people." The princess was angry and anxious: "What the hell are you talking about?" "I mean, I still want to inherit the throne and become the king in the future, and create a good country where the people can live and work in peace and happiness, and even if there is a natural or man-made disaster, they will not be displaced and have something to rely on." The thief took a step towards the princess, "In order to achieve this goal, I definitely need a princess who shares my philosophy and gets along well with me as a wife." The princess froze: "You ...... are ......" "So I can't go marry a strange woman I've never met, I always have to look around first examine a little." The thief laughed, "Fortunately I was luckier, the first girl I met was the one I liked." The princess was completely dumbfounded, allowing the other party to open the box placed aside, take out the night pearl inside and put it into her hands. "Things have come to this, no matter what you think, no backtracking." The thief, no, I should say the prince, he held the princess's hand, his eyes full of tenderness, "My proposal gift, you have accepted."