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As best friends for many years, Mu Yiyan has been pining for Long Xuan for a long time. On Valentine’s Day, with the atmosphere just right, she finally confessed her feelings and asked Long Xuan if she would be her girlfriend.
Long Xuan looked incredibly troubled and asked if they could slow down. She explained that she had only been working for a year, didn’t have much in savings, and hadn’t yet planned for a relationship. Mu Yiyan took this as a rejection and stopped pursuing her.
Two years later, on a certain night abroad, a homesick Mu Yiyan made a phone call. She politely asked Long Xuan what she had been up to all these years. Long Xuan spoke the truth: “Saving up for a ‘wife fund’.”
Thinking it was a joke, Mu Yiyan played along: “How much have you saved? Is it enough yet?”
Long Xuan replied seriously: “It’s enough. Send me your card number, I’ll transfer it to you.”
Only then did Mu Yiyan realize what was happening. A long-lost smile appeared on her face as she teased ambiguously: “I’ll think about it.” But in her heart, she thought: This little dork-dragon… just wait until I get back to deal with her.
They say that when a dragon gets drunk, they become a completely different person. Mu Yiyan thought Long Xuan could start by trying some low-alcohol fruit wine. Then she heard that when a dragon gets drunk, they don’t just “change”—they turn into a massive, 9,500-pound dragon. Mu Yiyan began to worry: if Long Xuan ever drank, would the floors of her house be able to withstand the weight?
One day, the “Little Dork-Dragon” got herself drunk and came over, shoving all her hard-earned “wife fund” savings into Mu Yiyan’s hands. Mu Yiyan refused to take it, asking if Long Xuan had forgotten something. Long Xuan asked: “Forgotten what?” Mu Yiyan: “Saying you like me.”
Long Xuan hates transforming into her dragon form because her whiskers are uneven in length, which she thinks looks ugly. Mu Yiyan cradled her head, looking left and right with a confused expression, saying she didn’t see the problem. She took the whiskers on Long Xuan’s face and coiled them up into circles. “Hold them there,” she commanded.
Long Xuan obeyed, and suddenly her face was decorated with two tight little “mosquito coils.” Mu Yiyan leaned down and kissed one. Instantly, the little coil “caught fire” (blushed). With her face burning, Long Xuan thought for the first time: Maybe being a dragon isn’t so bad after all.
