It started to rain in the evening, and the overwhelming rain hit the bell tower of the chapel, and the bell rang in the wind.
"It sounds like a funeral." Angers sat on the horsehair single sofa and raised a glass to the man who was lying at the table playing with the computer. "I don't know how you managed to live in such a small attic for so many years.
of."
This attic is just below the clock tower. The sunny side is full of glass windows, and the entire wall of shelves is filled with DVDs of Western movies.
A messy bed, a huge projection screen, a drunkard with countless empty wine bottles, and various fashion magazines with beauties in swimsuits or low-cut girls on the cover are all concentrated in this small room. p>
It was simply messier than a student dormitory after a drunken party. With Ange's aesthetics and the elegant custom-made suit he was wearing, he shouldn't have sat down in this shabby place, let alone share the bottle of unknown age with the owner.
Scotch whiskey.
But Angers naturally occupied the most comfortable position in the room after entering. He was familiar with this place, just like he was familiar with his own principal's office.
This is one of the few places in the world where he can feel safe.
The owner of this room is the night watchman, who has accompanied him throughout the long journey and is one of Angers' only remaining old friends.
"Get familiar with the funeral bells, so that on the day of my death I will feel like I am back home when I hear the bells." The night watchman said without raising his head. "On this rainy day, please can you not dress like this?"
The mourners come to my place to listen to the bells?"
"Black suit, what's wrong? Haven't I always worn it like this?" Ange shook his collar helplessly, "If I put a rose on my chest, it would be a real funeral."
"Because you have been preparing for the funeral all these years, with or without roses." The night watchman turned his swivel chair and stared into Ange's eyes without any expression on his face. "You will not come here to drink for no reason.
Tell me, what do you want from me?"
"School Board, since the last school board meeting, they have been criticizing me these days." Angers took a sip from the wine glass and frowned, "How long has your whiskey been stored?" p>
"It doesn't matter how long it's been there, it won't kill us old ghosts anyway." The night watchman groaned and said, "Hey, Ange, pour me a glass too, remember to add ice."
"I didn't see any ice cubes." Angers opened the freezer and looked around, "Do you really have such a thing as ice cubes in your messy doghouse-like room?"
"How is it possible?" The night watchman got up and rummaged in the freezer for a long time. He found a few packs of ice cubes at the bottom, "If you have to get up, you know I'm very lazy."
Angers stretched out his glass and asked the night watchman to add ice to his whiskey.
"Whiskey has to be drunk with ice." He sat down comfortably on the chair again and continued to play with the computer screen, "Has the school board already taken action against you?"
"Not yet." Angers said expressionlessly, "But I guess they want to find a reason to impeach me."
"Why do they want to attack you?" The night watchman was a little puzzled. "You have been sitting firmly as the principal of Cassel College for so many years. Why did they suddenly fall out?"
"Because of the "Nibelung Plan."" Angers took another sip of wine. "The Gattuso family supports Caesar as a candidate, but I am different. The candidates I proposed at the meeting were...Lu Mingfei and
Chu Zihang."
"To put it simply, it's a conflict of interest." The night watchman shrugged.
"Yes, they didn't have any conflict with me before, just because I didn't stand in their way." Angers said calmly, "But it's different now, and, you know, the Gattuso family is in school
The board of directors has a strong say, and several school directors are secretly supporting Frost."
"It's useless to tell me this." The night watchman spread his hands, "I never participate in college affairs. What do you want me to do, Angers?"
"I didn't want you to do anything." Ange sighed, "I just feel it's a bit troublesome, and I'm used to coming to your place to sit down when I'm in trouble."
"So I can only support you, spiritually." The night watchman raised his wine glass and saluted from the air, "Although there is a little thought in my heart that I hope you can be kicked out, so that I, who has been the vice principal for a hundred years, can
I can finally become a full-time employee with glory."
"But I don't allow it." Angers said word by word.
"I won't allow them to get involved until I accomplish my ultimate goal."
The rain became heavier, and a dense burst of raindrops hit the glass. Angers turned to look out the window at the campus dimly covered by the rain curtain.
The night watchman looked at this long-time companion. He was sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, straightening his waist. His silhouette was thin and hard. He was clearly only wearing a suit, but he was as majestic as a warrior wearing iron armor.
Every time he bursts out with such an aura, it is due to some kind of strong... conquest.
"What is your end...?" the night watchman asked.
"I want to find the palaces of the Dragon Kings, bundle them inside, stuff a nuclear bomb in those bronze, rock, underwater or floating palaces in the sky, and then detonate them at the same time."
"I sat on the copper pillar that nailed the White King and watched the world of these reptiles collapse, and fire fell from the sky like rain." Ange said with a serious expression, "What do you think of my ultimate ideal in life?
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"Very good," the night watchman actually nodded, "I believe you can do it, you always hold grudges."
"Now I just hope that nothing goes wrong with Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang." Ange sighed, "At least in a short period of time, the people on the school board of directors can't find any reason to impeach me."<
/p>
"It should be okay. Aren't those little guys on vacation in Chicago right now? What could possibly go wrong?"
"Counting the time, it's time for them to come back." Angers was still looking at the rain outside the window.
"Actually, regarding Caesar..." the night watchman suddenly said, "I can't figure out why the Gattuso family would not hesitate to break up with you to ensure that Caesar can successfully participate in the "Nibelung Plan"."
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"Very easy to understand."
"They all believe that after the dragons are completely wiped out, hybrids will take over the power of the world. Without the potential checks and balances of the dragons, hybrids can devote all their energy to ruling humans."
"They are the real politicians. Politicians always think of building a new world before the war is over, just like the United States and the Soviet Union are already thinking about how to divide their spheres of influence in Europe before they capture Berlin."
"They have even begun to prepare to divide power among the families." Angers said, "And Caesar is the future head of the Gattuso family elected by them, so they hope that Caesar will be as strong as possible.
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"I see, it seems that it is not unexpected that they are so anxious."
The night watchman suddenly stared into Ange's eyes, "Then what is your purpose? For so many years, you have been the most effective person in the secret party, and you have contributed the most to the task of "slaying the dragon"."<
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"You have no family, no children, no property, and you spend money like a swinger who lives and dies. And you are already old and about to die. Why are you so persistent?"
"You know, why bother asking me again?" Ange said calmly.
It was the night watchman's turn to sigh, "You are the mourner, the mourner of the dragon clan. So you always wear a black suit, and the folding knife in your sleeve never leaves your body. You have been thinking about killing people every moment for a hundred years, ah no,
Slay the dragon."
"You are the kind of person who holds grudges very much. Anyone who develops hatred against you and becomes your enemy will only die. Unless they kill you first."
"Yes." Ang nodded, "But maybe I am a little different now."
"What's the difference?" The night watchman was stunned.
Angers did not answer his question, but picked up the umbrella he brought and started to go out.
The moment he opened the door, he heard the slow voice of the night watchman behind him, "Hey, friend, why don't you just leave without saying a word? It's very unpalatable to me."
"I don't know myself." Angers didn't look back, "Maybe I will tell you someday?"
"Angers, all you want is destruction. You don't think about anything after the destruction. You are on the verge of going crazy."
"It's hard for me to imagine that your heart, which has been burned by the fire of revenge for more than a hundred years, can contain other things." The night watchman said, "Who do you think you are? The goddess of revenge?"
Angers stood in front of the door holding an umbrella, and rainwater fell from the edge of his umbrella. He looked at the iron-gray sky, seeming to be thinking, and the night watchman looked at his back. The back of his old friend looked like a lake and far away at this moment. p>
To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates, switch sources, read aloud with many sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple.】
"You are wrong." Angers whispered.
"Oh?" The night watchman was stunned, "Are you going to tell me? What do you mean by difference?"
"No, I'm not going to tell you."
"I mean... you are wrong, I am the God of Revenge." Angers closed the door with his backhand, "Don't think that you are the only one who can tell bad jokes."
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Early the next morning, Chicago train station.
Lu Mingfei took off the sunglasses that covered half of his face and waved to a man and two women walking in the distance.
"Here, here! Hurry up, it's time to check in!"
Chu Zihang walked over with a tense face, carrying two boxes and carrying two bags.
"Hey, senior brother, are you enlightened?" Lu Mingfei arched Chu Zihang's shoulders with a mean smile, "You know how to take the initiative to help junior sister carry her bag?"
"..." Chu Zihang remained expressionless, responding to Lu Mingfei's bad words with silence.
"What are you talking about?" Xia Mi rushed out from behind Chu Zihang, "I want to hear it too!"
"We are talking about your senior brother's emotional experience." Lu Mingfei said seriously.
"What?" Xia Mi's eyes lit up.
"He is interested in a girl now"
"I didn't, don't listen to his nonsense." Chu Zihang's cheeks twitched, feeling very headache for his junior brother's disconnection.
"I'm not talking nonsense." Lu Mingfei whispered to Xia Mi, "I'll tell you when I get the chance."
"Okay, okay." Xia Mi smiled with squinted eyes, "You must tell me if you have the chance."
"Hey, junior brother, if you have time to talk nonsense here, why don't you come over and help me get my luggage." Nono said slowly.
Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his senior sister, who was holding large and small bags in her hands.
They walked around Chicago together these days. Lu Mingfei bought a lot of new clothes for Nono, of course, using his own credit card.
The first thing he did when he arrived in the United States was to call Citibank to unblock his card.
"I'm sorry!" Lu Mingfei apologized at the speed of light, "I didn't pay attention!"
He hurriedly ran over to help Noono take over the large and small bags that Nono was carrying.
"Senior brother is really stupid." Xia Mi stuck out his tongue.
"You say I have an elm-headed head, but the one in your family is the real elm-headed one."
"What do you mean by my family?" Xia Mi suddenly turned red, hid behind Chu Zihang, and made a face at Lu Mingfei.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't this the one from your family?" Lu Mingfei shook his head and said to Nuonuo pretending to be regretful, "Even if someone is rude, there is nothing I can do about it."
"Speaking of which," Nono stared at Chu Zihang and Xia Mi suspiciously, "When did your relationship become so good?"
"No way." Xia Mi blushed even more, "Sister Nuonuo, stop joking."
"It seems so." Lu Mingfei held his chin and nodded, "Did you secretly go out on dates these past few days while my senior sister and I were away?"
"The ticket inspector is already here, let's get on the bus first." Chu Zihang looked a little uncomfortable, and he also felt that the distance between Xia Mi and him had become shorter in the past few days.
Occasionally I would hold his hand while shopping, occasionally feed him a mouthful when eating, and occasionally do something that crossed the line when chatting...
He didn't know how to refuse, because he really had no experience in this area, and he always felt sorry for Xia Mi in his heart.
He also thought that on the Ferris wheel, he had somehow agreed to Xia Mi's three requests. With her image as the female version of Fingel Lu Mingfei, she might come up with some ideas that would make his head hurt.
"Forget it, I'll let you go for now." Lu Mingfei turned his head and heard the sound of bells and train whistles.
A ticket inspector wearing a dark green conductor uniform appeared at the empty ticket gate, shaking a golden bell in his hand, with a golden conductor badge on his hat, holding a flashlight in one hand and a credit card machine in the other.
"Express 1000, passengers, please prepare to board. Passengers, please prepare to board." The conductor's voice echoed in the hall.
"Looking for the stars, looking forward to the moon, finally the train is here!" Xia Mi rushed to the conductor, the beautiful girl was full of energy, "Hello, uncle, I am a new student!"
"Uncle?" The conductor's beautiful green eyes lit up, "Don't call me that, I'm only in my twenties, and I only came to be a conductor because my speech was so rubbish."
"Hey, I'm sorry." Xia Mi smiled and swiped the ticket on the card machine.
The green light turned on, and there was a sound of "Du", ""A" grade freshman, Xia Mi, welcome to Kassel."
"It turns out you are still in the "A" level. You should be the most talented in this class." The conductor said.
"It's okay." Xia Mi scratched his head.
"Wait a minute," Chu Zihang suddenly asked, "Are you an "A" level?"
"Yes, what happened, does senior brother know?" Xia Mi asked.
"Brother, don't you have Xia Mi's resume?" Lu Mingfei said with a smile, "The resume says that Xia Mi is a preparatory student from Kassel. I have seen it."
"It seems that caring leads to chaos." Nuonuo added on the side.
"Senior sister, you said everything I was thinking!" Lu Mingfei shouted exaggeratedly, "We are really made for each other!"
"Stop doing this."
Chu Zihang was stunned, Xia Mi was a preparatory student? He didn't seem to notice this before.