Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 22 The Hero of the Women's Middle School
After saying a few words, Chu Zihang continued to treat the wound.

He wiped the wound directly with an alcohol cotton ball. Although it was tantamount to cutting the wound again, there was no better disinfectant than alcohol in the home medicine cabinet.

After staining all the alcohol swabs red, the wound stopped bleeding.

Seeing the senior brother sweating profusely, biting the towel and pretending to be exhausted without saying a word, Lu Mingfei praised the senior brother in his heart, he really is the toughest guy among tough guys!
Chu Zihang applied Yunnan Baiyao ointment on a piece of gauze, pressed it on the wound, and wrapped it around his waist with a bandage.

He changed into a white shirt and tucked the hem into his belt so the bandages were completely covered.It looks normal in the mirror, but there is a little less blood on the face.

In the end, he put all the blood-stained tissue paper towels, syringes, and broken glass into the tennis bag, grabbed a towel and wiped off the blood on the ground, and finally checked every corner of the bathroom to confirm that there were no traces left.

I don’t know when he developed this habit of erasing all traces at home. Chu Zihang who lives in this house is a completely different person, has nothing to do with Kassel College, and has nothing special——Be obedient , study hard, like to play basketball, don't watch TV, like to surf the Internet, occasionally play game consoles, even the idols he likes are so-called "high-quality idols".

Sometimes Chu Zihang himself felt that such a person was as pale as a paper doll, but his parents were quite proud of having such a paper doll-like "high-quality offspring".

If they see these blood-stained things, they will probably never be proud again, and feel that they have raised a monster.

No one likes monsters. Even if monsters have many things hidden in their hearts, and their hearts are as deep and long as an ancient road, no one will explore them.

Chu Zihang didn't blame them, he deliberately put on a pale and good-looking side, just to hope that his parents would be happy.

As for whether they are true or false in their eyes, it doesn't seem to matter.

"Brother, what kind of person is your mother?" Lu Mingfei asked suddenly.

Chu Zihang was stunned for a while, organized his words, and finally gave a four-character evaluation: "It's quite... carefree."

"Brother, you have never let her see you like this?"

Chu Zihang nodded silently.

Of course, she couldn't let her see herself like this, otherwise she would be worried and frightened, even terrified that she had given birth to a monster.

"Brother, if one day the whole world forgets you, there will be two people in this world who still remember you."

Lu Mingfei said softly, at this moment Chu Zihang turned his head to look, and saw the deep and sad eyes of his junior.

That grief was so heavy, it hit his heart directly, and made him feel the same, his heart clenched tightly.

"Which two people?" He asked in a low voice.

"The first person is of course your mother!" Lu Mingfei thought in his heart that senior brother, your mother is also a hero among girls. Although she didn't look good when she slept just now, when it comes to her son, she has always been in love with her in her life. There was no ambiguity.

Chu Zihang is silent, even if the whole world forgets herself, won't that woman forget herself?

But if I could...

He hoped the opposite would be the case.

What does it matter if the whole world remembers him or not?

But if one day he dies on the road of revenge, in a dark corner where he can never go back, he hopes that his mother can forget him completely and never try to find his footprints.

She just needs to live under the protection of "father" as carefree and heartless as she is now.

It is best to have a normal child with "Dad" if the situation allows, and never have anything to do with the Dragon Clan.

Maybe this... is the best ending.

"Where is the second person? Is it Dad?" Chu Zihang said hoarsely.

That man was already dead, on that rainy night, on that elevated road that would never end.

"Me! Of course it's me, junior! The whole world forgets you, and I will never forget you, junior!"

The younger brother suddenly came up and winked, grabbed his shoulders with both hands and looked at him with affectionate eyes.

The younger brother with sad and deep eyes suddenly disappeared, as if he had been beaten back to his original form, off-line and unreliable.

Chu Zihang stood silently.

A soft place in the heart was lightly hit.

No one has ever promised him protection, and he felt that he had to take care of many people since he was a child.

But at this moment, there is a sloppy junior who promises him that even if the whole world forgets him, he will never forget him.

It's a bit of a mixed feeling, but it seems... not bad.

"Let's go, I'll get my passport, you help me hold the tennis bag, we're going to the airport."

Chu Zihang handed out the tennis bag, turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Looking at the back of his senior brother "fleeing away", Lu Mingfei stood with a smile.

Brother, we are really alike.

They are all so lonely, and they always regard the kindness from others as a treasure, carefully warm themselves, and cherish the people around them...

But senior brother, you are much stronger than I used to be, I really envy you.

……

Chu Zihang took out his luggage and went downstairs after checking the validity of his passport.

Always have a packed suitcase and a laptop bag in the bedroom, ready to go anytime.

He was always ready to step into battle at any time.

Mom was still sleeping on the sofa, just rolled over, Chu Zihang tucked up the four corners of the blanket, and sat beside her silently looking at her face.

I haven't gone out to play for about a whole day today, and I haven't put on makeup. This makes the woman look old, with fine wrinkles at the corners of the eyes. A woman who was too beautiful when she was young, coupled with an old state after being drunk, will make people feel a little desolate.

It's really not easy to understand that such a woman is his mother.

In her memory, the most reliable thing she did to herself was when she gave birth to her.

But according to the man, she also wanted to give up that time, saying that giving birth to a son would be painful, right?It's better to destroy it.

It is a pity that Chu Zihang was already eight months old at that time, and the doctor seriously warned the woman that abortion at this time was pure suicide, so Chu Zihang saved his life.

Ever since Chu Zihang was able to understand people's words, the woman hugged him in her arms and chanted, "Mother gave birth to you, it hurts, you have to grow up quickly and protect your mother, on rainy days, it is said that my mother is afraid of thunder, so grow up quickly." Great protection of my mother, when she was still working in the dance troupe, every time she came home, she said, "Mom has worked hard at work, and I have to grow up quickly to make money to take care of my mother... Mom is fragile, mom is tired, mom is suffering. too much……

Because it was so difficult for his mother, his mother did not come to the parent meeting, no one prepared lunch for him during the spring outing, no one came to pick him up on rainy days, and when he had a high fever... At that time, his mother was with him, but she had no idea how to take care of him. The child was inexperienced, so he neither fed medicine nor drank water, but touched Chu Zihang's small forehead and said, dizzy or not?Mom, please sing a nice song to Zihang...

But Chu Zihang never blamed her.

Because my mother is already very well.

The rain rustled on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Chu Zihang sat quietly beside his mother.

The woman turned over and kicked him unconsciously, and Chu Zihang covered the blanket that was overturned by her again.

He wasn't worried about his mother waking up, she would never get enough sleep once she fell asleep.

Mingming is no longer young, but he always looks heartless. He only knows to drink, shop, travel, and party with his aunts...

Her life is so good, there was a man who protected her before, and then another man also protected her, and her son didn't want her to worry about it, so she could live a lifetime without heart or heart.

Lu Mingfei said before that even if the whole world forgets him, this woman will not forget him.

In view of the woman's various bad criminal records, Chu Zihang had to be skeptical about it, but he believed it from the bottom of his heart.

His fingertips gently smoothed the corners of his mother's eyebrows. It seemed that he had no chance to say goodbye before leaving today.

If, he meant, if that day really came...

I really died quietly in a corner of the world...

Hope you can forget me like everyone else.

Chu Zihang stared at the sleeping woman, and said softly in his heart.

The door creaked.

Chu Zihang turned his head, and Aunt Tong, the hired worker at home, wiped her hands with her apron and pushed the door in. Lu Mingfei was still beside him.

The two were chatting and laughing, and seemed to be having a good chat.

"Zihang, this is your classmate, he told me, you guys have to catch a plane."

"Yes." Chu Zihang glanced at Lu Mingfei, and said again, "Aunt Tong, don't let her sleep in the living room from now on, she will catch a cold."

"No, no, she just fell asleep." Aunt Tong said quickly, "She was cooking in the kitchen just now, and asked me to go to the supermarket to buy vinegar. When I came back, I saw her fall asleep."

"She cooks?" Chu Zihang was taken aback for a moment.

"Don't help the oil bottle if it's down" seems to be a custom-made saying for my mother.

"Oops...she doesn't know how to use fire, so don't let anything happen in the kitchen!" Chu Zihang was startled.

The two hurried into the kitchen, Lu Mingfei followed behind with great interest.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I was greeted by a burnt smell, the kitchen was full of smoke, the range hood was not turned on, and the smoke alarm would go off if it was thicker.

Chu Zihang turned off the gas valve, opened all the windows, and the smoke dissipated slightly. Aunt Tong took a blackened pot from the gas stove. This pot belonged to a set of stainless steel kitchen utensils imported from Germany. Wiped enough to be used as a mirror.

"What's this?"

Chu Zihang covered his nose, only saw that the pot was burnt and charred, and he couldn't see what was cooking.

Probably Aunt Annie took her to some fashion kitchen training class again, which made her eager to try cooking.

This is not the first time for my mother to go to this kind of work. A group of fashionable aunts are taught by the chef to cook, either "coconut protein king crab with Alsace Pinot Grigio from the Timbac family", or It's "Tiger Palm Mushroom Green Plum Roasted Pork with Château Jigoron Royal Dry Red", and I'll show it to Chu Zihang when I come back.

Every time Chu Zihang faced a pile of blurry objects on a porcelain plate, he would pick up a small piece with a fork and bite, and then suggested, Mom, why don't you try it too?

Every time my mother tasted it, she said with a sad face, what I made in class was clearly not the same thing as this!
Chu Zihang understood why it was completely different.

Someone washes and prepares the dishes, and a chef stands behind you and tells you how many times to fry and how many times to turn over. Even the uncle from northern Shaanxi who sells roujiamo outside the community can cook authentic French dishes.

"I see, your mother is cooking dumplings!" Aunt Tong slapped her thigh.

Chu Zihang was taken aback.

Cook dumplings?
"Get the horse dumplings and get the horse noodles. Your mother is cooking dumplings for you." Aunt Tong said seriously, "She is from Shaanxi, isn't she?"

Chu Zihang subconsciously touched his heart, and a small part in the very deep part trembled slightly.

He turned his head to look at the central island in the kitchen, where flour was scattered on the stainless steel panel used to prepare the salad, and a thick rolling pin was lying across...

No wonder I asked Aunt Tong to buy vinegar. It turned out to be eating dumplings.

Get on the horse dumplings and get off the horse noodles. Before going out, I have to eat a bowl of dumplings before leaving. I think this dish was passed down by my grandma.

"Handmade dumplings stuffed with celery and pork with 2010 selected Zhenjiang vinegar"?
No wonder she didn't go out today, Chu Zihang thought silently, thinking it was because of the rain...

He took a piece of burnt yellow dough from the pot and stuffed it into his mouth. The terrible smell made him cough violently, and there was a burnt smell in his nostrils, as if he had just been used as a chimney.

"I can't eat it anymore, let's throw it away." Chu Zihang said softly.

He silently washes his hands.

I don't know why he suddenly thought of that man.

Every time I think about it, I feel that the man's life is ridiculous, always saying "I can only drive" in his mouth, but his terrible blood is not revealed until the end.

In fact, if you use that kind of bloodline, many things will be at your fingertips, that kind of bloodline that is above the world and kills like a dog.

When you have mastered the power to easily destroy an individual into ashes, do you really care about its existence?

Yes.

That man still likes his mother so much, he hides his blood, and keeps himself low to make his mother happy.

Kassel College has been talking about "Blood Mourning" since the introductory class.

The reason why all mixed races come together spontaneously is because of the loneliness caused by blood. Your blood determines that your abilities are not allowed in the world, and you can only hug each other for warmth.

Just like ordinary geniuses can live well, but geniuses among geniuses are often branded as lunatics and locked up in mental hospitals.

Thinking of this, Chu Zihang suddenly raised his head and saw his junior in the reflection of the glass window.

Lu Mingfei was leaning in front of the scorched pot, looking at the masterpiece of Ms. Su Xiaoyan, a hero of the female high school, with a look of amazement.

According to this logic, the junior should be an accident, right?

Chu Zihang thought silently in his heart.

"Aunt Tong, remember to remind my mother to drink milk every day."

Chu Zihang opened the refrigerator and took out a box of milk to show Aunt Tong.

"Just buy this [-] yuan low-fat milk. She doesn't drink the rest. She needs to add a cube of sugar and heat it in the microwave for five minutes. Watch her drink it every night before going to bed."

He skillfully prepared the milk and put it in the microwave oven, and set a time, "Wait for five minutes before getting her up to drink."

"I know, I know, it's the same as before." Aunt Tong said.

She didn't quite understand Chu Zihang's habit, and repeated the procedure every time before going abroad.When Chu Zihang is not at home, she always heats milk, and she has long been proficient in this procedure.

"I will park the car in the parking lot of the airport. I put the car keys and parking card in the glove box and ask the driver at home to bring a spare key to pick it up."

Chu Zihang paused and said, "I'm leaving."

"The milk hasn't been heated yet...Zi Hang, tell your mother later..."

"I'm not used to saying goodbye to people...every time she sees me off...she will kiss me fiercely..." Chu Zihang paused, "Anyway, I'll be back during the winter vacation."

He dried his hands, picked up the suitcase, and disappeared into the rain with his younger brother.

(End of this chapter)