Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 141 Waiting for Dawn to Rise (Part [-])

Autumn is the best season for BJ, the sky is high and open, and there are golden leaves falling from the trees on both sides of the road.

Caesar was driving a small convertible car, strolling slowly in the old city. On the back seat of the car was a newly bought nanmu birdcage. Inside was a starling who could speak human language. red wedding dress.

He opened the kraft paper map of Ming BJ, and found that he was crossing Chang'an Avenue to the West Bianmen.

On the mottled monochrome map, various place names with ancient meanings were written in very small characters, which made him truly realize that the city under the wheel had a history of thousands of years.

Thinking back hundreds of years ago, there were ancient shops on both sides of the streets and alleys. The servants were carrying sedan chairs and yelling "avoid" and ran. From a distance, you can see the yellow glazed roof of Miyagi, and the beautiful girls on the street are all wearing skirts that reach the floor. Ancient costumes, opening this picture is like opening a piece of history.

And your beloved girl is also in this city. She has long dark red hair, wears a baseball cap, blows bubble gum, and walks deep in the streets with her hands in the pockets of her jeans.

You are separated by a high wall, and you may accidentally miss it at both ends of the slender alley.

"Going out today? I bought you a gift." Caesar sent a text message to Nuonuo.

"I've already gone shopping by myself, I won't look for you anymore, you can come to me." Nuonuo replied after a few minutes.

Caesar froze.

Of course he didn't mind going to Nuonuo, but Nuonuo didn't tell him where to find her.

He tried to call Nuonuo again, but the phone was turned off.

"What a maverick girl." Caesar was a little helpless.

Sometimes Caesar felt that Nuonuo was very close to him, so close that he could smell her breath, but at the same time felt that he was far away.

Caesar was the first to call Nuonuo the "Little Witch". You can never understand or guess what a witch does. Her thoughts are always unconstrained.

During the summer vacation, Caesar accompanied her to travel to Stockholm. Nuonuo touched the high wall in the narrow alley, closed her eyes, and strolled.

She suddenly pointed to a piece of polished ground and told a story that there was a very old peddler doing business here in the eighteenth century.The peddler has no legs, so he always sits on the ground. The deep marks on the ground are because he holds the iron blocks that help him walk with both hands, and the small scratches on the wall are the bills he used to calculate his income.

Thinking of Nuonuo at that moment, Caesar stepped on the accelerator hard.

It's a bright autumn day, they should meet again, and he has plenty of leisure, the gas tank has just been filled, he wants to drive the express car all over the city to find the girl he loves, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have an address, he heard his girl tell He can recall every fun place in BJ's city.

Nuonuo leaned against the electric pole by the roadside, chewing gum and blowing bubbles.

She didn't tell Caesar where she was, and it wasn't just a petty temper when her girlfriend was unhappy. In most cases, she didn't know whether she was happy or not, and she didn't know what she really wanted. She just did it when she thought of it. No matter when and where.

Just like when I was strolling outside the projection hall last year and saw the projectionist uncle take Zhao Menghua's money and bag, everyone was preparing for the opening scene, and a certain idiot happily thought it was her home, and she suddenly I really hate this kind of tragedy that is being staged step by step. It doesn't matter if I want to interrupt or destroy this damned, uncreative tragedy.

She really doesn't care about many things, but she doesn't like that sense of powerlessness, the sense of powerlessness that no matter how hard you try, you will eventually be played by fate.

The bubble burst suddenly, covering Nuonuo's face.

Nuonuo looked at the crossroads ahead in amazement, where a familiar figure galloped past.

Xia Mi?

Shouldn't she be staying in that small southern city with Chu Zihang and Finger at this time?

She hesitated, followed quietly,

Kassel’s junior course taught reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, but they were sent by the college to perform missions within a few sessions of the junior course.

Nuonuo made full use of his only knowledge and almost lost it several times. Watching Xia Mi go in and out of various supermarkets, his hands were quickly filled with large and small bags.

She was a little puzzled, and took out her mobile phone to call Chu Zihang, but she put it down in the end.

In the end, Xia Mi stepped into the subway station, and Nuonuo followed after a while, only to find that she had completely lost track of her.

She stood in the subway station and looked around, but she still couldn't find the girl in the crowd.

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The twilight sun fell on the old residential area through the sparse and slanting branches that covered the sky and the earth.

Xia Mi was carrying a large bag and ran through the falling leaves.

This is an old community hidden behind high-rise buildings, full of tall plane trees, the leaves have fallen, and the dead branches cut the dim sunlight into pieces.

The corridor was filled with the aroma of cooking dinner, and the sound of her heels was like a piece of light music.

She strode up the stairs through the falling leaves.

The corridors are filled with the smell of neighbors' meals, and the sound of frying with a spatula clearly echoes in my ears.

Key, insert, turn left twice.

Even though it had been a long time since she had done this set of movements, she was still extremely proficient and did it in one go.

Afterwards, she slammed the door open and yelled: "I'm back!"

What answered her was the dust raised inside the house, and the rustling of leaves blown by the wind outside the window.

The twilight sun came rushing towards her face, casting a long shadow behind her.

A shadow that is lonely and never shows weakness.

Xia Mi walked into the house and closed the door.

Facing the door is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and the huge sunset is falling outside the window.

The dim sunlight casts the shadow of the window panes on the ground, like a black cage, and the heart of a certain girl may be imprisoned in the cage.

The metal window frames were badly corroded, several pieces of glass were broken, and the evening wind came in, wandering in every corner of the house.

She sat on the floor, with her back against the floor-to-ceiling windows, and behind her was the falling sunset. She opened the dusty book with a photo in it, and gently smoothed the creases of the photo with her fingers.

The photo is a group photo of the cheerleaders, but in the upper left corner, a boy who entered by mistake turned his head to look at the camera, his expressionless face is like a piece of ice that will not melt.

Her hand dropped down, and the photo landed silently.

She looked sideways at the shadows of the panes reflected on the floor, the sun was setting slowly behind her, darkness was creeping in from the window, and her long shadow was cast on the wall.

During those years, a lonely and stubborn girl lived in this room.

There are no parents, no brother with dementia, and naturally no one to cook for her and talk to her.

Standing in the shadow of the window pane, she looked at the strange but familiar world outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows, listened to the bustling sounds outside, and figured out the words and deeds of human beings alone.

She lives in this narrow room, surrounded by people, like an isolated island in the sea, surrounded by boundless sea water, no one of her kind, only herself.

Looking at the brightly lit tall buildings in the distance, she fantasizes that one day she will change to a big house. The layout of the house should be according to her preferences and wishes. She has played dress-up games and collected many layout drawings, such as installing a house on the balcony. A swing so that you can lazily fall asleep on the swing each night...

That was the biggest secret in her heart, the most beautiful dream she had as Xia Mi, and she told all this to a boy without reservation.

But she ran away from the boy in a panic.

Xia Mi took out her phone, unlocked the screen, and the fluorescent light illuminated her face.

She opened the album, and in the album, apart from some photos of snacks and food, there was only one photo that was kept independently of all categories.

There are only two shadows in the photo, two shadows that are very close to each other. The shooting time was at four o'clock in the afternoon on a certain day in early autumn. The girl's shadow leaned forward and seemed to be kissing the boy's lips.

She silently stared at the two figures in the photo who seemed to be close at hand, tapped the delete button with her finger, and the phone automatically popped up "Are you sure to delete?"

Her finger was hanging on the confirmation key, but she didn't let it go for a long time.

Why on earth do you have hope?

Is it because he somehow broke the seal of his own memory?
It is clear from the beginning that it is impossible for humans and dragons to have results.

But why... still have expectations?
Because there is a monster-like existence standing behind him?

But that guy can't even take care of himself, so he doesn't have the energy to take care of others.

The icy and soft slender hands intertwined her fingers at some point, she hugged her knees, her black hair tied into a high ponytail fell on her slightly curled back, and she buried her head in her knees, like a wounded little monster Hiding in the dark alone licking the wound.

After going around and around, she returned to the starting point, nothing changed, and all her efforts seemed to be just bubbles, blown away by the wind.

Suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.

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Chu Zihang got off the bus and stood on the platform.

The afterglow of the setting sun was burning obliquely from the horizon where the telephone poles and antennas intersected, and the characters on the mottled stop signs could only be vaguely seen. The dim yellow sunlight gave him the illusion that he had returned to a long time ago.

This is the old town.

He walked along the route in his memory and came to the old community he had visited many years ago.

There used to be a girl who lived here, and then moved away. It is said that she moved to BJ with the change of her parents' work, but in fact that girl has no parents at all.

She came to this city alone, and left alone in the end.

After many years, she returned to this city again, and she seemed to have someone she loved and someone who loved her, but in the end she still left alone, dragging her body and mind full of scars.

Time has changed too many things, but it seems that only her destiny has not been changed.

Chu Zihang stopped in front of a huge sycamore tree and looked up silently.

He seemed to have returned to many years ago at this moment.

The girl in the white dress just stood under the tree looking up at the lush branches and leaves, and the sunlight falling from the gaps of the leaves fell on her skirt dappledly.

Standing under the tree expectantly, she suddenly turned to look sideways, and the boy whom she had agreed to arrived was riding a bicycle. A smile appeared between her brows and eyes.

He watched the girl sit on the back seat of the boy, and gently wrapped her hands around the boy's waist. Their destination was the aquarium.

What was going through her mind at that moment?
he does not know.

He couldn't read her mind, he felt that he didn't understand her at all.

Chu Zihang suddenly remembered the debate match that he and Xia Mi went to watch together in the college.

The theme of that debate was "Whether pure-blooded dragons have love", but what remained fresh in his memory was not the extremely glaring theme that he imagined now, but the organizer's dramatic division of a couple into pros and cons , launched a love and kill each other.

Also on that day, Xia Mi asked him if one day they inevitably stood on opposite sides and became enemies with each other, would he let her win?

His answer is "yes".

Her answer was also "yes".

She said no matter how many times she would let him win.

But if the ending given by Lu Mingfei is used as a reference, she really did what she said, but he missed the appointment.

Chu Zihang thought of the huge projection hall again, the light and shadows were changing on the faces of boys and girls, and the episode of the movie music played in his mind in a loop.

The screen jumped, and it jumped to the aquarium many years ago.

He saw the girl standing next to him again, stretching out her finger and tapping the turtle's nose through the glass.

He also saw her on the long street where the leaves of the sycamore trees fell on the ground.

I also saw her passing the back of her head with a single ponytail in the gap between the dense crowd beside the basketball court.

I've seen her looking peacefully and quietly looking into the distance while pushing a bicycle up a mountain in the twilight.

There is also the figure of her taking off her dancing shoes and stepping barefoot on the edge of the flower bed, with her hands outstretched, as if she is walking on a single-plank bridge. The night wind blows by, and the pale yellow leaves dance around her, which is so beautiful that people will live forever. memorable.

She once pulled herself to a grand performance in the middle of the dance floor. Under the gorgeous lights, her skirt was as eye-catching as a peacock spreading its tail.

She once sat by the window of the library and described her ideal "home" to him. At that time, the longing and lingering in her eyes almost melted everything.

She also sat quietly next to him and his junior brother, smiling and opening cans of beer for them, fiddling with those ring-shaped pull tabs with her long and thin fingers.

He froze suddenly.

How many sides of this girl had he seen?

Does he really not understand her?

How could he not understand her!

He has seen so many sides of her, so he should be the one who understands her best in this world!
So many stories happened between them, are they all fake?

The ear-piercing sound of brakes, followed by the familiar yelling, lacked the profound depth that flashed that night, and was completely out of tune.

"Hey, classmate, do you want a ride?"

Fingel, with messy blond hair, rolled down the window, and the guy got another Wuling van from somewhere, and grinned at him.

"Get in the car, someone wants to see you."

Chu Zihang turned his head.

"Lu Mingfei?"

"Of course not, as long as that guy wants to meet you, he can come by himself, do I need to come and pick him up?" Fingel glared at him.He patted the car window and said passionately, "Come young man! I'll take you to see the love of the older generation!"

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"Senior Sister, you seem to have come to a place you shouldn't have come."

Xia Mi raised his head, smiled lightly, and looked at the red-haired woman who broke into the room without authorization.

"If you are too curious, you will really die."

(End of this chapter)