Building No. 31 is an old building with a red brick exterior, a cement balcony, and green-painted wooden windows. Its age is unclear. The lighting in the corridor is very poor, only a few dim incandescent lamps illuminate it.
The walls are covered with small advertisements for "unblocking sewers" or "issuing invoices on behalf of others".
The blue-painted door number of "Unit 15, Room 201" is nailed to the green wooden door. Apparently no one has lived here for a long time. There is a thick layer of dust on the door handle, and various small advertisements are piled on top of each other, covering the keyhole.
We stayed. The smell of cooking and the sound of educating children came from next door, which was warm and happy.
Chu Zihang stood in front of the door, holding a key tightly in his hand.
"Do you miss me?" Lu Mingze said standing next to him.
"Where is this?" Chu Zihang gently touched the rusty house number, "Xia Mi's home?"
"Yeah." Lu Mingze nodded lightly, "She put everything that belongs to you here."
"Why don't you go in and take a look? See how she lives without you."
Chu Zihang reached out and took off the advertisement on the door, inserted the key, and turned it slowly.
He stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the door. He was a good hand in Tai Chi. Even if he didn't rely on dragon blood, he could break the metal latch with an inch of strength. But this time, he felt that the door was very heavy, as if it was about to open up a world.
The door opened, and the setting sun rushed in.
He stood in the sunshine, stunned.
Opposite the door is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, with a huge sunset outside the window.
The dim sunlight casts the shadow of the window panes on the ground, like a black cage. The metal window frames were badly corroded, and several pieces of glass were broken. The evening breeze poured in and wandered in every corner of the house.
It's hard to imagine that there would be a bright room with floor-to-ceiling windows in this old building. It was probably a distribution room originally. After the circuit was renovated, the equipment was removed, leaving a room facing the west.
It's just a room of more than 20 square meters. It doesn't even have a bathroom. It's empty. There's a bed in the center of the room. The blue coverlet is covered with dust. An old-fashioned chest of drawers stands in the corner. On the other side
In the corner is a gas stove and an old-fashioned double-door refrigerator.
That's all the furniture.
"Can you imagine it?" Lu Mingze chuckled.
Chu Zihang didn't speak, but walked along the wall, swept his fingers across the dusty stove, and opened the refrigerator. There was only a carton of expired yogurt left in it.
The curtains are beautiful, with white lace gauze curtains and dark blue velvet curtains. Of course people who live in such a house would care about the curtains, right?
But there isn’t even a TV, so when you’re alone, you often sit on the bed and watch the sunset, right? You have to cover the windows tightly late at night, right? Otherwise... you’ll be scared, right?
Are dragons afraid of the dark? Chu Zihang thought.
"I'm afraid of the dark." Lu Mingze sat on the bed, his feet not even touching the ground, just dangling slightly in the air, "There are still some things, why don't you open them and take a look?"
Chu Zihang turned his attention to another piece of furniture. After hesitating for a long time, he opened the chest of drawers.
Surprisingly, it was a full chest of drawers, neatly packed.
A stack of sky blue school uniforms with the Shilan Middle School logo on the chest, a stack of white shirts with different embroidery laces on the cuffs.
The hair flowers in the mazai carton range from wooden to metal to tortoiseshell, and there are also shiny satin bows. It looks like the pale yellow bow she used when she cosplayed Haruhi Suzumiya.
Long socks, short socks, cotton stockings and silk stockings were all rolled up and placed side by side on one side of a certain drawer, like a nest of fluffy pink mice. On the other side were actually colorful underwear, also neatly folded.
Chu Zihang had never thought that girls' underwear had so many tricks. He carefully reached out and tried to touch it, but his hands were full of dust.
"Give way." He said, and Lu Mingze jumped off the bed.
Chu Zihang opened the coverlet on the bed. Inside were simple white sheets and a white duvet. The pillow was also white, but it had a picture of Rilakkuma. The yellow bear was sitting on the corner of the pillow with a serious expression.
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He sat on the edge of the bed, facing the sunset, and Lu Mingze sat side by side with him.
The sun is about to set, and darkness spreads in from the window. Two long shadows, one large and one small, are projected on the wall. There are faint noisy sounds outside, and children after school are playing basketball on the playground.
Has she been living like this all those years?
In fact, she has no parents, no demented brother, and no wardrobe full of clothes for her to choose and match. No one cooks for her or talks to her. She can only sit here alone in the silent night and listen.
Human voices, trying to figure out how to learn from human beings.
The dragon named "Jormungandr" forged a life named "Xia Mi". How much is she Xia Mi? Or maybe Xia Mi actually does not exist at all and is just an illusory shadow.
"You don't understand dragons at all. Dragons are just like humans. They were just children who came into this world at first." I remembered her voice again.
In fact, this sentence is really full of anger and loneliness, but she said it so coldly, full of ridicule and not showing any weakness.
She is a girl who never shows weakness...
Even if he lives so lonely in this world, he never deviates from his own direction. Even if he faces an empty room, he will say loudly, "I'm back!"
That should be it, right?
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Xia Mi carried large and small bags and ran through the falling leaves.
The corridor was filled with the aroma of fish dinner, and the sound left by her heels was like a brisk music.
"I'm back!" She opened the door and said loudly.
What answered her was the sound of blowing leaves, and the sunlight came across the face, casting slender shadows behind her.
This is the late summer and autumn of 2010. Some of the chosen people don't know their fate yet, and some know it but are still unwilling to obey.
At that time, the sky in Bj was still clear and the sunshine was warm, as if all shadows were not enough to erase this peace and happiness.
There should still be a chance for everything, everything should be too late, and all bad results can still be changed before the wheel of fate finally stops.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xia Mi walked into the house and closed the door softly.
Then he took off his shoes, threw the big and small bags on the ground, jumped onto the bed like a tiger, and wrapped his head in the quilt. The whole set of actions was completed in one go.
It seemed as if it was no different from usual, and it seemed that he was using ordinary methods to cover up the brokenness in his heart.
After a while, she sat up, slowly pulled down the quilt covering her face, and sat quietly, looking out the window at the bright yellow autumn.
"Is it autumn already?" she murmured to herself, "I don't like autumn..."
The hut still maintained its original appearance, with simple furnishings, exuding loneliness and staleness, but it was neatly tidied up. Xia Mi lay on the small bed again, opened half of the floral quilt and spread it over himself.
She took out her phone and looked at the blue-lit screen in the gradually spreading darkness.
In the chat history with a certain person, thousands of messages are shining brightly, as if they have experienced the glory of spring.
Good night, what are you doing? Did you sleep well last night? What books have you been reading recently? Did you eat on time? Did you eat at a restaurant? You won't just get some fast food to cope with it. Where will we go tomorrow...
This summer has been so long...
Are you afraid?
Looking at it, Xia Mi blinked, feeling that his nose was filled with something sour.
"It's really worthless," she scolded, "It's already in the past! Don't think about it anymore!"
Back to the desktop, the desktop wallpaper was a photo of her and Chu Zihang at the amusement park that day. The other people in the photo were cut off, leaving only the two of them. The girl hugged the boy tightly, her face pressed against his broad chest.
On the back, the boy's waist was straight and he could see a little nervousness on his face.
Turning off the screen, the lock screen showed her secretly taking a profile picture of Chu Zihang reading in the library. She remembered that the sun was shining brightly that day, and the SLR she bought frugally was at hand. She thought her senior brother would not notice, so
So she secretly took a photo of him without telling anyone about it.
Is it really that easy? To be honest, it is difficult to get rid of someone, because if you love someone deeply, you will find that the shadow of that person is everywhere in your life. No matter where you go, you will think of him.
Every moment with that person.
He lights up the phone screen and presses it off...
Everything is him...
Her hand dropped down, and the phone fell silently on the mattress.
It reminds me of the message Kaji left on Katsuragi's phone in Evangelion. Modern technology is really a cruel thing, it can retain everything, including those you want to forget and give up.
Now that things have happened, will he still think of me accidentally?
Xia Mi turned her head and looked at the shadow of the window pane reflected on the floor. The setting sun slowly fell behind her, darkness spread from the window, and her long shadow was projected on the wall.
In fact, we already know the ending from the beginning of the story. It doesn’t matter what we usually think about, even if there is no ending. We are all lying to ourselves. No matter how nice, romantic, or beautiful the words are in the process, they will never be able to compete with the disillusionment when the illusion is gone.
that moment.
In fact, all this had already happened quietly at that time, right? I just didn’t know it yet, so I felt there was still a little hope.
After going around in circles for so long, I finally came back to where I started.
In the end, only... I was left alone.
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Early morning, BJ International Airport.
The first flight from North America to China arrived today, along with a Gulfstream private jet. The airport was crowded with a whole tour group, and the customs opened a new gate in an emergency, but there was still a long queue.
These well-dressed Americans had no choice but to wait in line. They seemed to be well-educated, except for a few guys who were making noises inside.
"Hi Mingfei! So happy to meet you!" Someone from the tour group enthusiastically rushed up to shake hands with Lu Mingfei, who had dark circles under his eyes. He had been worrying about Chu Zihang all night last night.
"Brother Tangsen!" Lu Mingfei shouted enthusiastically.
"Holy shit! Junior brother, you have a lot of friends!" Fingel said.
"Are you here to slay the dragon too?" Tang Sen also shook hands with Fingel.
"What do you mean...'ye'?" Fingel suddenly realized that this situation was far from as simple as hundreds of mixed-race groups flying to China.
"Yes," Tang Sen smiled and lowered his voice, "We are on a special chartered flight. We have pre-verified the identities of all passengers. Without exception, they are mixed races. All of us are going to China to slay the dragon.
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"Is the battle too big?" Lu Mingfei and Fingel exclaimed at the same time.
"We are all good friends, don't hide it, aren't you too? The news has spread very much recently. I think all the mixed races around the world know the news that the Dragon King may have awakened in BJ. If they hadn't happened to go to Central Africa
Or places like the South American rainforests where there is no information."
"But come on, brother! Who do you think you are? How could you possibly go to China to slay the dragon? Do you think the dragon slaying is to participate in the World Expo? Just buy a ticket and queue up?" Fingel was stunned, "It's all up to you.
This cute outfit?”
Townsend did not wear formal clothes like at the auction, but wore a long-sleeved shirt, a military green vest with a bunch of pockets, loose jeans, a pair of travel shoes, and a New York Yankees baseball cap.
The best thing is that on the chest of the long-sleeved shirt, there are splashed Chinese words "If you don't visit the Great Wall, you are not a hero".
"Oh," Tang Sen smiled magnanimously and shrugged, "I'm not that ignorant of myself. With my speaking skills, any hybrid with a dangerous bloodline, let alone the Dragon King, would be overwhelming to me.
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"I was thinking about such an influential event. It would be a pity not to be able to witness it with my own eyes... And what you said makes sense. The World Expo is not over yet. My friends and I are considering going to China for vacation and visiting the World Expo. Isn't it a killing two birds with one stone?
?Look, there are still people taking care of their families."
"Hey...you are trying your luck and if it doesn't work, just treat it as a vacation. What kind of calm and stable uncle do you have to be!"
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At the same time, a woman wearing three-inch high heels and carrying a large LV travel bag jumped out of the back door of the Gulfstream aircraft, along with a woman wearing black plastic-framed glasses. Her long dyed chestnut hair hung down to cover half of her body.
A woman with a big face, and a little Russian lolita with an expressionless face and platinum hair.
Mai Shutoku raised her head in the morning light, untied the long hair on her head, and her black hair fell like a waterfall.
She stretched her body to her heart's content and got rid of the fatigue that had been sitting in the corner. All the men watching this scene subconsciously touched their noses, wondering if they had any nosebleeds.
Even though it is just a dark shadow on the lake in the morning light, every stretched curve of her body is reminiscent of the blooming of a flower.
"Oh, it's Miss Mai!" Fingel's eyes shone, "Has she been hiding on our plane all this time?"
"That's right." Lu Mingfei nodded, "I don't know which black-hearted boss would let three beauties suffer such injustice."
Fingel immediately looked at Lu Mingfei with disdain, "Junior brother, is it fun to scold yourself?"
"It's quite interesting." Lu Mingfei said seriously, "By the way, Fengou, you will accompany me to do something later."
"What?" Fingel switched to a vigilant look, and changed his face three times in just one minute. The speed was as fast as that of Sichuan Opera. "You won't drag me to do coolies again, will you? I tell you no way.
The cooldown of that knife is very long, no matter how much you ask me to hold it in, I won't be able to hold it back."
"You're really not a coolie." Lu Mingfei raised his middle finger, "Become a driver for me and my senior brother."
"driver?"
"Well, you see, senior brother has always been like that. I think it is necessary to take him somewhere to see something." Lu Mingfei pointed at Chu Zihang, who had empty eyes not far away.