Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

The elevator with mirror-like walls took Lu Mingfei up the stairs. The man in the mirror was well-dressed, wearing a full set of custom-made suits by Cesare Attolini and handmade leather shoes by Berluti. His hairstyle was neat and layered.

Lu Mingfei is not interested in luxury goods. He recalled that the first time he bought a formal suit for the literature club graduation ceremony on Taobao was a "Korean-style trendy men's slim suit". But now, wearing these aristocratic clothes that together can buy a house in a second-tier city in China, he didn't feel out of place at all. It was as if he was born to enjoy all the best things in the world, and all the wealth and secrets in the world should flow with his consent.

The elevator made a ding and stopped at an unknown floor. The majestic metal door opened to both sides. A handsome waiter in a tuxedo immediately led Lu Mingfei out of the elevator with a smile on his face, and into a very quiet restaurant with dim candlelight and elegant people.

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised, because judging from the Chinese nameplates on the chests of the waiters, this should be a very stylish Chinese restaurant. He hadn't eaten authentic Chinese food for a long time. The sushi, tempura and sukiyaki made him want to vomit. But the music played in the restaurant was not a certain celebrity's serenade or Jay Chou's Blue and White Porcelain, which are the favorite songs played in domestic petty-bourgeois restaurants, but a sad and sorrowful aria. This subtle sense of illusion and unreality made Lu Mingfei slightly stunned, just like you walked into a 120-year-old suit customization shop on the streets of Naples. Although the walls were hung with stylish and luxurious formal clothes, the old tailor was sewing a bright red phoenix coronet.

Apart from that, there weren't many other problems. Everyone dining here was elegant and well-dressed. The men were holding cigars with smoke rising straight up, while the ladies were wearing backless evening gowns, their skirts flying up in the hazy fragrance system, revealing their straight and taut calves.

But Lu Mingfei couldn't see their faces clearly, just like he couldn't see the Chinese nameplates on the waiters' chests.

He suddenly began to wonder why he was here and where this place was.

Just as he was thinking this, a thin layer of fog suddenly rose in the restaurant. The imitated religious oil paintings on the walls on both sides became dim and indistinct. Every person in the painting seemed to be casting compassionate eyes at Lu Mingfei who was standing in a daze in the fog.

Lu Mingfei began to feel a little scared. He tried to find the knife he always carried with him, the knife that he always carried with him. However, his sleeves were empty. He only had a gorgeous watch on his wrist. It was the Vacheron Constantin Tour de I'lle Watch that Ling had put on him in Tokyo. However, Lu Mingfei remembered that he seemed to have taken it off and put it somewhere not long ago...

The fragrance system and the warm air system made him feel a little dizzy. He couldn't remember why he took off the watch, nor why it was back on his wrist.

Then he did a very strange movement. He started tapping his chest with his knuckles.

Such strange behavior should have attracted the attention of everyone around, but no one looked at him. The waiter led Lu Mingfei to the window seat and made way for him. Then, a girl stood up in the fog.

Her long hair looked very long in the fog, and the breeze made her hair flutter slightly. They couldn't see each other clearly through the thick fog, but Lu Mingfei tilted his head, and the girl also tilted her head; Lu Mingfei patted the girl's shoulder, and the girl also patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

"Why do you imitate me?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Why do you imitate me?" said the girl.

A faint, cold fragrance came from very close, and President Lu suddenly showed a cunning smile on his face, "I'm a big idiot." He laughed with his big teeth bared.

"You're a huge idiot." The girl also said, and you could really tell from the sound of her voice that she was trying to suppress her laughter that was stuck in her throat.

Lu Mingfei's face turned dark. He walked forward and the girl stepped back. The two people's steps and movements were exactly the same, as if the guy hiding in the fog was deliberately trying to play a trick on him.

Walking back and forth actually just meant circling the dining table. After circling twice, Lu Mingfei stopped moving. His eyes rolled around, and he blinked and laughed.

The girl in the fog also laughed.

After a moment, she couldn't laugh anymore, because Lu Mingfei suddenly stretched out his hands to her chest and pinched it twice. After that, he raised his eyebrows at him provocatively.

"Learn." Lu Mingfei was quite smug, but he didn't expect to get a slap on the face the next second, which made the guy spin two or three times on the spot like a swan dance. When he was a little dazed by the beating, a slightly cool, slender and graceful little hand grabbed his right ear and made him stagger.

Suddenly, wind blew up in the restaurant at this moment, dispersing the fog. However, Lu Mingfei grimaced in pain and could only be pressed down to look at the girl's feet.

She was wearing a bohemian-style long skirt, the hem of which was billowing like clouds in the wind, with mist flowing away along the folds of the clouds. Her beautiful long legs were revealed under the hem of her skirt, and she was wearing cool high-heeled sandals on her feet. A thin black silk-like rope was wrapped around the girl's petite and delicate instep and tied into a beautiful knot behind her lonely ankle.

Looking at the familiar pair of little feet, Lu Mingfei's heart suddenly trembled, as if some thorny flowers and plants were growing in the mass of flesh and blood that was making a hollow sound, which pricked him painfully, but made him linger.

He slowly raised his head, facing the faint light coming in from the window. The pretty girl was looking at him angrily with one hand on her waist.

"Brother, your true nature is exposed! Are you planning to do something more extreme next, like taking off your shirt or something?" Miss Xia Mi raised the corners of her mouth and narrowed her eyes. Her silver teeth made a crunching sound. She grabbed Lu Mingfei's ear and lifted up his shocked face to face with her.

Although she was just joking, anyone could see the girl's dissatisfaction and resentment.

Lu Mingfei stared blankly at the pair of clear and bright eyes so close to him, with a blank expression on his face.

Xia Mi blinked, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she looked away and no longer looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes.

She tied up her long hair with a black headband. Behind her was the city with bright lights at night. In the wind blowing from the side, the striped silk ribbon around Xia Mi's waist fluttered like a flag.

No one in the restaurant looked at them. Everyone enjoyed the food in silence. The dim candlelight illuminated their faces, but their facial features could not be seen clearly. They just seemed very familiar, as if they had seen them in a dream before.

Lu Mingfei looked at Xia Mi's wandering eyes for a long time. In the candlelight, the girl looked shy and her face was as pale as a peach.

After a moment, he reached out his trembling hand to touch Xia Mi's cheek. The girl was frightened by Lu Mingfei's action, and she glared at him with her eyes wide open, gritting her teeth.

But what a depressed and fortunate face it was. The ecstasy of regaining what had been lost and the heart-wrenching guilt were all written in this guy's eyes.

All the resentment in those angry eyes suddenly dissipated at this moment, a light pink spread from the earlobes to the cheeks, and all the emotions in those beautiful eyes like cutting water shattered and turned into gentle ripples.

The next moment, the girl rubbed Lu Mingfei's palm gently with her delicate cheek. The man's palm was warm and the girl's skin was slightly cool. After just two rubs, Xia Mi's eyes suddenly turned red.

She suddenly pulled Lu Mingfei's wrist and bit down hard on his forearm, leaving a shallow tooth mark on his skin. She looked down at the circle of tooth marks, and gently rubbed it with her hand as if she was distressed. She pursed her lips and blew a few breaths, then stood there in a daze.

Then Xia Mi began to sob softly.

Lu Mingfei didn’t have many other thoughts in his mind. He reached out and held the crying girl in his arms.

He could truly feel Xia Mi's presence and smell her faint body fragrance, and even their heartbeats were almost at the same frequency.

It seems that all separations are just a heart-wrenching dream, and when the dream ends, the person comes back.

When the sobbing of the person in his arms finally subsided, Lu Mingfei held her face and wiped the tears on her cheeks with his fingers. "I'm sorry." He said softly, looking into Xia Mi's misty eyes in the flickering light.

Xia Mi bit her lip, refusing to speak, and turned her face away, not looking into Lu Mingfei's eyes.

"If it were you, I would do the same..."

"That's not what I want to hear." Xia Mi said, and began to cry silently. She raised her head with red eyes to look at Lu Mingfei, and pursed her lips as if she was about to cry out. They sat down at the dining table, behind them was the cold night sky, under the night sky was the river where cruise ships were passing, and on the other side of the river, neon signs connected the sky and the earth.

This place is like the top-floor bars on the Bund in Shanghai. Looking back, you can see the entire metropolis that has the best location and people in the era of China's economic boom. Looking down, it seems as if all your ambitions have been trampled under your feet.

But no matter how magnificent the scenery was, it could not distract Lu Mingfei. Instead, the lights of the city, as big as mountains and seas, reflected in Xia Mi's eyes, making her pupils as bright as stars.

Lu Mingfei hugged Xia Mi tightly, buried his head in the girl's long hair, and listened quietly to her crying.

"I know," he said after a moment. "I won't do that again."

Xia Mi broke free and reached out to pinch his cheek, gently.

"Don't take your life lightly. Don't you know how many people in every corner of this world are worried about you?" The little female dragon sniffed and held back her tears.

She actually repeated to him what Lu Mingfei had said to Eri.

"I swear." Lu Mingfei nodded heavily.

Xia Mi looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes, the two pairs of dark eyes looked at each other, and after a few seconds the girl burst into laughter.

"Don't look so sad. Look, there is a shadow on the ground. Junior sister, I am not a female ghost. I am still alive." Xia Mi put her hands on her hips. Her eyes were still red, but there was a smug look on her face.

"Yeah." Lu Mingfei nodded again.

He stared at the junior sister intently, as if he could never get tired of her.

"I haven't seen enough before. How about I wait until you fall asleep and squeeze into your dream to show you something new?" Xia Mi put her hands on her hips and stared at Lu Mingfei with wide eyes.

“No, no, I just think you are so beautiful, Junior Sister.” Lu Mingfei smiled, “Just looking at you makes me happy, but new ways of playing are not impossible…”

Xia Mi couldn't stand this guy's thick and shameless face, she blushed and stammered something, reaching out to twist the soft flesh on Lu Mingfei's waist.

He didn't hide, just smiled stupidly. Xia Mi twisted her head and felt it was boring, so she looked up again.

"It really seems like a dream..." Lu Mingfei suddenly said. Xia Mi was stunned and her expression dimmed.

"Is it scary?" she asked.

"Fortunately, dreams are all fake." Lu Mingfei said softly.

Xia Mi tilted her head and smiled, she stretched her neck and gently touched Lu Mingfei's lips with her lips.

"I just want to see you again, because the nightmare of waiting to wake up is too lonely." She also said softly, her white little hand stroking Lu Mingfei's cheek, "I can always see the child following you. I don't know who he is, but he is very scary. I dare not say it... Power is actually a tool used by the Dragon King to offset loneliness. As long as I am with you, I will not be lonely. That's why he said that there is an imbalance of power and strength in your body. I can give you everything without any burden."

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth, but there was a finger on his lips.

"Don't talk, Brother, just listen to me." Xia Mi curled up on him like a kitten, slowly putting her cheek and ears close to his chest.

"I am now in the same state as Constantine. I left my core in your body, but the elements no longer obey my commands, so I cannot reshape a cocoon... Only the thing that created me can recreate me. When our father died, his bones and blood were scattered on the earth. Those bones and blood can hatch me again."

"I will definitely save you..."

"No." Xia Mi arched her back in Lu Mingfei's arms. She looked towards the bright and brilliant city. Every light in the city was frozen, as if time had frozen.

"Odin must be one of my brothers. He has been awake for a long time and possesses unimaginable power. He must also be collecting my father's bones and blood. If those things are in his hands, senior brother, you don't have to worry about me." The little sister said softly.

Lu Mingfei's heart seemed to tremble.

He reached out to touch Xia Mi's back and felt that both of their breathing had calmed down.

"I'm not dead, so the oath is not over yet." Lu Mingfei lowered his voice so that only Xia Mi could hear his words, as if he was afraid that the gods and Buddhas in the heavens were spying on their secrets.

Xia Mi opened her round eyes wide and stared up at Lu Mingfei's pupils without blinking.

"Odin is nothing. I will definitely kill him." Lu Mingfei said this fearlessly in a low voice. There was no murderous intent on his face and his voice was calm, but he was as determined as steel recast from a furnace.

Xia Mi sniffed, stretched out her arms and hugged the man under her, as if she never wanted to let go.

"Senior brother."

She said, the tip of her pen raised up, kissing Lu Mingfei's cheek like a cat.
"I love you."

"So, Junior Sister, will you really come into my dream and play some new tricks with me..."

"You're going to die, Lu Mingfei!" The charming and somewhat sad atmosphere was suddenly shattered by Lu Mingfei's cunning nature. Xia Mi sat up angrily and bit the man's lips viciously. (End of this chapter)