Xia Mi tied up her hair in a ponytail, and the setting sun slanted into the carriage, illuminating the side of her face.
The cc1000 linear express drove out from the layers of giant redwoods, crossed the straight long bridge, and drove on the mighty lake. The lake surface was crystal clear.
The scenery outside the window is flying by, and the sunset is gradually turning from yellow to golden.
Chu Zihang looked at Xia Mi's beautiful and chiseled face under such light, and the scenes that seemed like "previous life" came one after another in his mind.
"Alas!" Xia Mi sighed and looked at him worriedly, "I always feel that you are becoming more and more stupid recently, senior brother."
"...I thought of something." Chu Zihang said softly, "I guess everyone will meet someone in their life and then fall in love with her. Some people meet at the right time, just like meeting flowers in spring.
Open, then everything will be fine, they will fall in love, get engaged, get married, and live together. But some people meet at the wrong time, just like seeing a fish floating up to take a breath through the ice in winter, and the fish sinks after taking a breath.
When you go under the water, you can no longer see it, and there is no result..."
"This year you will see fish floating up to take a breath on the ice. If you wait there next winter, you will still see fish floating up to take a breath. When we meet again, you can bring an ice ax.
Break open the ice, catch the fish, and take it home to make fish soup!" Xia Mi smiled with his eyes narrowed, "Hey!" [Note 1]
Chu Zihang was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed silently.
Xia Mi's eyes widened and asked him what was so funny, but he didn't answer.
He turned his head and looked at the passing tree shadows outside the window, feeling a heavy sense of peace in his heart.
Many years ago...no, it should be said that on another fateful path, a boy said the same thing to this girl.
Then the girl gave him a perfect answer as she did now.
But the boy at that time did not realize the true meaning of this answer at all.
As always, he chose the path he had long been accustomed to, which was to escape, escape from the truest thoughts in his heart, deny the girl named Xia Mi, and then recall the moments when the girl was by his side during the long period of losing her...
It turns out that this world is really like what my junior brother said. If life is just like the first sight, it will be infinitely beautiful. However, it is precisely because life is destined not to be just like the first sight, so we must cherish all the good things we encounter along the way.
That will be the most precious treasure in everyone's life.
The train sounded its whistle and began to slow down slowly.
The ancient, isolated campus is right in front of you.
After Chu Zihang and Xia Mi got off the bus, they found that someone was waiting on the platform early.
"Senior Chu Zihang, senior Xia Mi, good evening." Qi Lan stood on the platform, nodded to the two of them, and said with a smile, "I would like to invite two representatives of the Lion Heart Club to attend the lecture tomorrow morning.
It might be a bit abrupt, so I chose to invite you two in person."
Xia Mi and Chu Zihang looked at each other, a little confused.
According to the arrangement, the person who came to pick them up was supposed to be Lancelot, the vice president of the Lionheart Club.
"Lecture session?" Chu Zihang asked with a frown.
"Yes, at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, I hope you two will show your respect."
“Whose Toastmasters?”
"Of course our dragon-slaying hero Ricardo M. Road."
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"Brother, you saved a couple that you should have missed, but the hole in your heart has not narrowed. Is it really that only that girl can narrow the hole in your heart?"
In the dormitory, the boy sat at the table and watched boredly as his brother typed furiously on the keyboard and started updating "Lu's Essays" again. He curled his lips.
"Me?" Lu Mingfei said helplessly in front of the computer, "How can I not be empty? Do you think I am the Great Void in "The God of Death"?"
"Brother, will your heart still be touched?" Lu Mingze shrugged.
"Of course I will, I'm not a stupid person."
"But even if your senior brother and junior sister have a perfect ending, I can still feel that the missing hole in your heart has only been filled a little bit, really only a little bit."
"How could it be?" Lu Mingfei said seriously, "I was so moved at the time that I almost had snot and tears, but I couldn't hold it back with much difficulty."
"Brother, you can't lie to yourself." Lu Mingze smiled, "No one in this world knows you better than me, not even you."
"Gay is so angry!" Lu Mingfei scolded, "I'm just your brother!"
"Are only brothers and sisters worthy of pure love in this world?" Lu Mingze cried in agreement, "Can't brothers?"
"……you're disgusting."
"Slightly!"
"Okay, okay... I'm actually quite satisfied with the ending of senior brother and junior sister, but it's really not that touching." Lu Mingfei scratched his head.
"Why?" Lu Mingze tilted his head and asked.
"Probably because it's all expected." Lu Mingfei thought for a while and said, "I arranged so many stories for them, and everything came together in the end. There was no reason for them not to be together. I didn't even think about it.
I never thought it would fail. I was very satisfied when I saw them together, but that was the extent of it."
"Hoho." Lu Mingze chuckled, "Brother, your mentality has undergone a remarkable change."
Lu Mingfei was silent for a while and said with a wry smile: "At least he is a person who has returned from the apocalypse."
"Changing the topic, why did you give Sakurai Akira the blood source mark? So far, you have only given it to your senior brother and Sakurai Akira, and Sakurai Akira is actually the first one."
"Have you read what he wrote?"
"The one with himself as the protagonist? To tell you the truth, I have even read the recently revised version. In that guy's eyes, I am a very reliable editor." Lu Mingze chuckled.
"What do you think after reading it?"
"It's very good, but the writing style is still shallow. In the words of high emotional intelligence, the room for improvement is vast and boundless."
"It is indeed very good, but every line reveals the longing for salvation and the desire to give salvation to others." Lu Mingfei said softly, "The protagonist in his works is himself, and he imagines himself to be a chivalrous and righteous person.
Samurai, warriors have gone through so many worlds, eliminating filth and disaster, leaving only happiness and contentment. A moth in prison who cannot save himself, but is eager to give salvation to others, such people... they are just
There is a lack of opportunity.”
"what chance?"
"I don't know, but I think it won't disappoint."
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The next morning.
Lu Mingfei was forcibly taken out of the warm and comfortable bed.
"Hey, what's going on? Is this how you treat the dragon-slaying hero?"
The people holding him on the left and right were Fingel, Kassel's best roommate, and Chu Zihang, president of the Lionheart Club.
The two of them said nothing, solemnly like statues, holding his arm and walking out of the dormitory.
Lu Mingfei wondered what these guys were playing.
They walked all the way from the dormitory area to the area near the original Odin Hall.
What surprised Lu Mingfei was that the people he met along the way did not look strange, but instead smiled and waved to them.
"I don't remember that I knew that girl just now..." Lu Mingfei, who was suspended in the air, asked nonchalantly.
"Lu! Don't belittle yourself, everyone knows that you killed a Dragon King in China!" A black student emerged from the side and hugged Lu Mingfei excitedly.
"First Evolution"
"Uh, Bradley?" Lu Mingfei struggled to think about it, but Chu Zihang and Fingel held him very firmly.
"Lu, are you ready?" Bradley looked expectant, just like when he took the 3e exam in his freshman year.
"Ready?" Lu Mingfei was confused.
He had no idea what the hell these guys were doing.
Speaking of which, he has been living in seclusion since returning to school. He doesn't see anyone. He only makes jokes on the forum as usual.
"Yes! Qilan said that you will be in front of everyone today..."
Bradley's excited words were interrupted when Fingel reached out and pinched his cheek and stretched it outward.
"Uh... I'm sorry, Chilan said I would give you a surprise, I almost forgot." Bradley woke up in time.
"...What on earth do you want to do?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, feeling that these guys were going to cause something big.
"Hey, you'll find out later!" Bradley smiled mysteriously, turned around and ran away.
Lu Mingfei glanced left and right at Second Senior Brother Hengha beside him, and asked tentatively: "Go to the bottom?"
General Heng Ha looked stern and said nothing.
Lu Mingfei was helpless.
He simply gave up resistance and let these two guys carry him forward, wanting to see what they were up to.
After walking through half of the school, they arrived at the renovated auditorium.
The auditorium was crowded, and there was one person sitting quietly in every seat. The seats were all packed. In the past, unless the vice-principal was in a hurry and prepared to give temporary lectures, there would never be so many people in the audience of a professor.
He was carried to the podium in the auditorium, looked around, and saw Qilan among the crowd in the auditorium.
Qilan sat in a corner, smiled at him and winked.
Lu Mingfei was silent, and he finally realized something.
He once thought that his heart had already experienced the baptism of the apocalypse and had become as solid as a rock, just like a rock that remained motionless despite being hit by waves. But at this moment, the softest place in his heart was touched.
He looked around the audience and found that sitting below were not only the ministers of the student union, but also Lancelot and Susie from the Lionheart Club, and Bradley from the fraternity. Looking further ahead, the vice-principal had a big belly.
Belly, waving a bottle of wine to greet him, the principal sat upright in the center and smiled at him, Professor Schneider sat at the side dragging an oxygen bottle, Professor Guderian's hair was as messy as a bird's nest, as if he had just ran out of the laboratory...
…
Everyone is looking at him.
They smiled and encouraged him.
What are they all waiting for.
This is a renovated auditorium. The original Odin Hall was destroyed in the explosion.
The bright sunshine outside poured into the gloomy conference hall, illuminating the heavy-toned wooden railings and seats, covering them with a layer of dark golden luster.
The auditorium was new and bright, and the window was full of swaying tree shadows. The breeze blew away the sea of clouds, and the skylight fell through the glass window above the auditorium, falling straight on Lu Mingfei's body.
After many years, the boy held the microphone again.
"Hello everyone, I am Lu Mingfei, a sophomore. The title of my speech today is "Slaying the Dragon with Us." Mr. Lin Yutang once said, 'A wonderful speech should be like a miniskirt worn by a girl, the shorter the better. …”
The thunderous applause was so loud that it drowned the big boy on the stage like a wave.
There may be some people who have never heard of Mr. Lin Yutang, but this does not prevent everyone from seeing the vice-principal taking the lead and clapping the table and laughing.
The boy who stopped abruptly on the podium many years ago was once again speechless.
But it's not what it used to be.
He raised his head and squinted his eyes slightly to look for the scorching sunlight outside the skylight above his head. Hot emotions burned in his heart, as if they were about to set his world on fire.
turn out to be……
This is applause.
He also looked forward to the applause of others, but ignored that applause only goes to those who work hard, not to those who get something for nothing.
The world should not become darker because of someone's malice, and you should never care about those who don't like you.
If you don't like you, then don't like you. As long as the people you care about like you, that's enough.
As long as they are still by your side, the sun will still rise tomorrow, and you will still ride around the lake and go shopping in the summer, and grill skewers on the rooftop in the winter.
He just hadn't found them before, so he felt that such people didn't exist in the world.
He stood in the sky, with thunderous applause from the audience, and the laughter of the vice-principal banging the table echoed under the skylight of the auditorium.
In a world like this...it's hard to be alone.
Human beings are indeed so cunning.
…
After a hot and long summer vacation that seemed like a lifetime.
The autumn of this year finally came to a grand end in this way.
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"Where's Lu Mingfei?" The morning after the lecture, Chu Zi was stationed in 303, Area 1, dormitory of the school district.
"Run away." Fingel rubbed his sleepy eyes and let out a long yawn.
"...run away?" Chu Zihang's face twitched slightly.
"Well, I didn't know why I was so crazy last night and said I was going to travel around the world. I wanted to take a quick trip and check out some places for my future honeymoon."
Fingel was lying on the bed, looking like "Junior brother, if you're okay, can you help me close the curtains and close the door so that I can have a good night's sleep?"
There was a lot of information in this paragraph, and Chu Zihang took a long time to digest it.
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…
Lu Mingfei's newly purchased SLR was hanging around his neck. The sun was shining through the dome glass above the airport, and his face was bathed in the infinitely beautiful sunshine in the morning.
A tall man with a stern appearance but eyes as pure as a child stood beside him. His identity was somewhere between a bodyguard and a valet, holding a large suitcase in each hand.
Lu Mingfei lowered his head and fiddled with his latest SLR camera.
The man who changed his name to Xia Li stood beside him boredly, finding everything new and strange, but he remained calm and content with Lu Mingfei's identity.
Lu Mingfei finally put down his new toy. The sunshine in the early morning in Chicago was bright and colorful, which reminded him of the afternoon when he stayed in a Chicago hotel with his senior brother and junior sister not long ago. The lake surface sparkled under the lazy sunshine, and the two People who are destined to fall in love discuss rigorous academic issues beside him...
It would be a pity if such a warm and beautiful scene was only used to contrast the cruelty of the ending.
He raised his head, squinted against the increasingly dazzling sunlight, and looked at the blue sky above his head.
Since there can be such a pair of lovers in this world who love each other and grow old together, then why can't it be them?
He thinks so.
This is also how it is done.
Just like whether you are waiting for dawn or not, night will eventually come first, but dawn will always come later.
All you can do is wait quietly.
Waiting for the dawn to rise, waiting for the dawn to break, waiting for the light to shine on the world.
wait for me……
Come to your side.
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There is a Kansai iron kettle sitting on the charcoal fire, and the water is about to boil.
This kind of iron kettle produced in the Kansai region of Japan is dark and heavy. The upper part has countless blunt thorns like a durian, and the lower part is carved with a red-faced and long-nosed Crow Tengu, with its wings spread and flying in the flowing clouds and flames. The charcoal fire burns the bottom of the pot.
Burning red, the Crow Tengu's face and the edges of its wings glowed with glowing fire, lifelike.
When the water boiled, the old man in a white kimono picked up the iron kettle and poured the boiling water into the tea bowl.
"There are no outsiders here, so there's no need to do this every time, right?" Yuan Zhisheng sat across the table and said helplessly.
The old man shook his head and said seriously: "This is a matter of attitude!"
Yuan Zhisheng smiled helplessly and said nothing.
"Where is Eriyi? Why didn't she come?" The old man suddenly raised his head and asked.
Yuan Zhisheng frowned and said hesitantly: "She is still in the room."
"Playing with those toys?" The old man shook his head and sighed.
Yuan Zhisheng did not speak and remained silent.
In fact...Eri is not playing with the toys that belong to her, but some photos from unknown sources.
Whenever he takes Eri for a walk outside this building, there will always be various accidents, some of which make people almost want to draw a knife and kill someone.
And when his attention returned to Eriyi, there would always be more photos in the girl's hands.
Some are from all over the world, either relics engraved with time, or photos that bring together natural beauty.
The source of these photos could not be found, just as they could not find who actually sent the photos to Eri.
To be honest, Yuan Zhisheng has been riding a tiger lately...
He shouldn't have gone out with Eriyi and sneaked into this hole.
Once some holes are opened, they are difficult to close.
…
There are wooden sliding doors on both sides of the walk. Candles are lit behind the sliding doors, and the warm candlelight casts lattice shadows on the walk.
Time has accumulated on every wooden plank under your feet. The wooden floor is as bright as a mirror and spotless due to years of scrubbing.
The room is filled with the fresh scent of white sandalwood.
Walking into this wooden house hidden deep in the building, the living room is extremely simple, with no decorations, not even the daily flower arrangements found in households.
Walking into the back room, there is a kotatsu table in the middle of the room, and a girl with dark red hair is sitting in front of the table.
She is wearing a red and white kimono. This elegant outfit consists of a white underwear "Kashira", an outer coat called "Shiroi", and a red kimono skirt "Hakama". The cuffs and placket of the large sleeves are tied with
Red silk rope.
Usually only shrine maidens can wear it like this, and the shrine maidens will not wear it outside the shrine.
In this day and age, it is like a work uniform. If you wear it for the wrong occasion, it will be ridiculous, just like wearing beach pants to eat Western food, you will be looked down upon.
But this dress looks as natural as casual clothes on a girl. She seems to have grown up wearing this dress and can wear it casually to the supermarket.
The girl was sitting at the table, which was filled with scenic spots around the world that someone had carefully photographed.
In the photo, there are the bright lights of the Champs Elysées in Paris; the blue sky and sea of Hawaii, with an independent wooden villa on the beach as the background; and a small town built with red brick walls in the United Kingdom, with the red slanting sunlight.
Hanging diagonally on the lake, twilight clouds burn in the sky halfway up the mountain...
Someone gathered almost the entire world in these photos, and finally sent them to this girl.
There are only scenery in all the photos, and passers-by who accidentally break into the camera are washed out and become a ball of light and shadow.
There is only one exception for this photo.
On the photo that the girl carefully placed at the center of the table, an errant hand pointed at a landmark building in the city below.
There is--
Tokyo Sky Tree!
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[Note 1] This passage is selected from the original text. This is the answer Xia Mi once gave to Chu Zihang. But it is a pity that Chu Zihang will never have the chance to break the lake. The old thief really gave a lot of hints, really nm knife
In addition, after publishing this chapter, I still need to refine it. This chapter is a 5.5k chapter. I published it in advance to ensure full attendance. Many places are not written in place, so I still need to refine it...
This book will be written at my own pace. The setting of the third line of Dragon is between the serialized version and the single book. It is impossible not to touch the original plot line at all, and it is also impossible to follow the original plot line.
Some things must be foreshadowed and explained. At present, not everyone is a fan of the original work, and even if they are a fan of the original work, you may not be able to remember some things unless I explain them, just like Akira Sakurai in the previous chapter.
, I guess many people only have the impression of Mo Hu.
This chapter has been completed!