Dragon Clan starts from digging the corner of Kassel

Chapter 347 Chu Zihang Lily and Xiaolu Mingfei

Chu Zihang, fifteen years old, is a student.

He came from a divorced family. After his mother Su Xiaoyan divorced his biological father Chu Tianjiao, she soon married his stepfather Lu Tianming. Such complicated family relationships made him quite taciturn.

Although his silence was considered as being cold by his classmates due to his handsome appearance and excellent grades, he was pursued by many girls instead.

...But Chu Zihang still couldn't forget the man who left him and his mother.

Today's sudden storm, like the water he used to wash the blackboard, washed away the layer of white covering the surface of life.

The remaining tire tracks on the playground in front of the teaching building clearly showed him the differences between people.

Not long ago, Chu Zihang rejected the little girl in the classroom who wanted to send him home with a blushing face. He watched her get into a black BMW car under the care of the driver and drove into the rain. He also saw a boy under the eaves who seemed to have no one to pick him up like him. He looked helpless and his back looked like a squirrel caught in the rain.

Under the dark night, the people separated by this war seemed to become particularly far away from each other.

An inexplicable emotion swept through my heart.

At this moment, little Chu Zihang suddenly wanted to contact his father whom he had not seen for a long time.

He just picked up the phone and wanted to enter the phone number that was not saved in the address book but he remembered very clearly.

But suddenly I saw a man in white clothes appeared on the playground outside the window.

He was a tall man wearing a slim-fitting white uniform. He had an upright figure but did not look burly. He wore frameless glasses and looked friendly and powerful at first sight.

But the strange thing is that in the face of the torrential rain, he didn't even hold an umbrella, and there was not even a trace of wetness on his body...

It's like... a ghost!
Chu Zihang realized this a little late, and felt a chill creeping up his back, and took two steps back. But when he glanced at the kid who was still peeking out from under the eaves downstairs, he gritted his teeth, and immediately wanted to open the window and yell -

However, all of Chu Zihang's vigilance and uneasiness at the moment suddenly disappeared when he looked into the eyes of that man.

Even though there was a long distance between them, a reassuring voice sounded in his ears:

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a ghost or a demon."

"I'm here to see you, Chu Zihang."

...looking for me?
Shaking his head, Xiao Chu Zihang suppressed his surprise and whispered, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Although he was not sure about the other party's identity, the other party's natural and pure aura still made Chu Zihang subconsciously use honorifics.

But Bu Shun didn't care about this kind of "courtesy". He glanced at the black-haired boy under the eaves not far away and smiled: "He is with you too. That's great. It would be better if we leave together next time."

After saying that, he waved at the boy: "Lu Mingfei, do you want to join us?"

The black-haired boy, who was shivering because of the chill brought by the heavy rain, immediately shook his head vigorously when he heard this, as alert as a rabbit poking its head out of its nest.

He stared at Bu Shun, who was bathing in the heavy rain but not getting a single drop of rain on him, and said with a stuttering tone: "Brother, are you... is the Dragon King going out? He is not here to demand young boys and girls as sacrifices before he will stop the heavy rain..."

"I'm not the Dragon King. I'm just a teacher passing by."

Bu Shun pulled out a blue umbrella with a cute whale print from somewhere like a magician, threw it to the boy under the eaves, and said with a smile: "You don't want to go back in the rain, do you? This rain won't stop."

Lu Mingfei immediately grabbed the umbrella that Bu Shun threw to him with both hands, lowered his head, and his expression frowned.

Chu Zihang took this opportunity to run from the second floor to the first floor, stood next to Lu Mingfei who was holding an umbrella, and looked up at Bu Shun: "You want to take us... away?"

"Call your father over." Bu Shun said casually, "Of course, I'm talking about Chu Tianjiao."

At this moment, it seemed as if something sharp pierced Chu Zihang's heart.

A feeling of the past and the unknown interweaving made his body and mind tremble, and he subconsciously realized that he was coming into contact with something... "unknown".

Or in other words, the "truth".

Those things were closely related to his biological father, and also hid the real reason why he left him and his mother. Chu Zihang still regards his stepfather as his "uncle" in his heart, because he could never forget the man who let him ride on his neck and play the horse riding game. He didn't believe that the man would leave him without reason...

He kept waiting for him to explain to him, but he never got anything.

——But now, is he going to get an answer from the person in front of him?

After nodding hesitantly, Chu Zihang quickly edited a text message on his mobile phone and sent it to the familiar number in his memory.

Lu Mingfei stood stiffly holding an umbrella beside the famous cold-faced handsome guy in his memory. He felt like a flower girl holding flowers at someone else's wedding, wearing funny clothes and waiting to shout a few nice words.

'No, what does this have to do with me? ' he cried in his heart.

But a strange "feeling" made him not rush into the rain with his umbrella open, nor did he speak casually and act like a fool in front of his classmates as he usually did.

Feeling the hard texture of the umbrella ribs in his arms, the junior high school boy shrank his body cautiously and tried to lower his eyes.

After a while, he couldn't help but ask: "Then why are you looking for me?" A violent thunder exploded in the sky, and purple lightning flashed for a moment, illuminating the darkness behind the man.

It was as if he was the master of this storm, and everything was protecting his presence at this moment.

"There are some things I want you to witness with your own eyes."

Bu Shun knew that this child was very sensitive to people's attitudes, so he responded very sincerely: "Ming Fei, maybe you don't understand, but you can't reject the 'truth', right?"

"About your parents, your background... and your own 'truth'."

“What on earth are you talking about?!” Feeling panic for no apparent reason, Lu Mingfei stiffened his neck and shouted, “I don’t understand!”

The chill brought by the rainstorm seemed to have penetrated his bones. Lu Mingfei had a feeling that there was an abyss of no return ahead of him. There was something huge, terrifying, and chilling in the abyss, staring at him. When he looked down, it would immediately stick its head out, grab his head and drag him to a place deeper than the eighteenth level of hell...

But that place contained the answer he had always wanted.

"You are similar." Bu Shun listened to the sound of heavy rain beside his ears, and his voice penetrated the rain curtain: "No one can give you the answer. You can only grope around in a lonely corner alone."

“It’s just like this rain, isn’t it?”

There was a long silence among the three of them.

When I finished wiping for the third time, a low whistle sounded in the rain.

Chu Zihang turned his head to look behind Bu Shun. In the dark night, the bright beams of car lights shone through the heavy raindrops, as if they were the only light in the world.

It was a pure black car with a logo of two overlapping M's in a mountain shape. Maybach 62, a luxury Maybach brand, the top car among the top cars in the Mercedes-Benz car park.

Every time the wipers wiped away the rain on the windshield for a short while, Chu Zihang could see the smiling face of the middle-aged man in the driver's seat, waving at him vigorously.

Chu Zihang tightened the scarf around his collar.

He never understood why his father always smiled so happily, as if he had no worries at all.

Lu Mingfei stood beside him, and he felt a little more envious in his heart for the man in the top-class car who came to Chu Zihang through the darkness, even though he himself was not aware of it.

If my parents were not so busy, would they not leave me at my aunt's house, but instead drive a luxury car to pick me up on such a rainy day?
"Get in the car."

An extremely clear whisper rang in their ears. The two of them, who had turned their eyes away due to the dazzle of the car lights, suddenly discovered that the man who had spoken to them before had disappeared without a trace.

"It can't really be..."

Halfway through his speech, Lu Mingfei glanced at the umbrella in his arms, and his trembling body suddenly became less frightening.

If there really was such a handsome and kind ghost who appeared in the heavy rain, just to talk to him and gave him an umbrella... Lu Mingfei felt that he would be much friendlier than the people he met in real life.

Chu Zihang nudged him gently with his elbow and whispered, "Let's get in the car."

It was unclear why the man suddenly disappeared when he clearly said he wanted to see his father.

But as long as Chu Zihang thought about it, he knew that the best choice for him and Lu Mingfei was to continue according to the "route".

Lu Mingfei nodded quickly and opened the blue umbrella that Bu Shun threw to them.

The two boys, one tall and one short, huddled together and ran towards the Maybach.

The man in the car also hurriedly opened the door, opened a huge black umbrella, and welcomed the two children into the car.

The man with messy hair looked at the two people who seemed to have a good relationship, and shouted with some joy: "You are also bringing your classmates with you, that's great, it will be very prestigious for dad to use this car to bring your classmates with you!"

Lu Mingfei folded up the umbrella and inserted it into the hole on the car door that was specially designed to store umbrellas.

He sat down on the white NAPA leather sofa and felt that he had never sat on anything so comfortable.

Chu Zihang sat next to him, and after getting in the car, he felt the familiar feeling again. A talkative man, a spacious luxury car...but this car was not his, the man was just a driver, dressed like a driver, but he would still rush to pick him up as soon as he sent a message.

Foreign songs echoed from the car stereo.

Seeing that the two children were seated, the man holding the umbrella walked around the car, returned to the driver's seat, and started talking: "Where do you live, little classmate? We'll take you back along the way."

I don’t really want to go back now.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

He glanced at the blue umbrella stuck on the car door next to him, still thinking about the man in white who said he wanted to take him to witness the "truth".

　Updated, let’s eat, family.

　　(End of this chapter)