Chapter 387: You are not a dragon, you see me as a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky
Just now, Su Enxi and the other two were flying in the sky, and the intelligence had not been updated yet, so Lu Mingfei told them the information that Finkel had just found out.
Upon hearing this, the potato chip girl put the uneaten potato chips on the console, opened the laptop she was carrying with her, and after typing for a while, she found that Ange had actually left Japan not long ago.
"That's true." Su Enxi gloated while not forgetting to nod at Jiude Mai:
"Look, long legs, how important it is to have a strong rear base that provides stable support and doesn't cause any trouble. Even the strongest dragon slayer in the world, Ange, was tormented by his stupid teammates. Why don't you thank Sister Enxi quickly?"
"Fuck you!" Jiude Mai was driving, so it was not convenient to pull her over and put her in a cross armbar. He could only raise his middle finger to show his attitude.
"Wherever Conan goes, people die. Wherever you go, accidents happen. I've already sent people to investigate Friedrich von Long, but don't hold your hopes too high." Su Enxi put away her computer and continued to eat potato chips.
"After making such a huge mistake and being targeted by Ange, the most powerful thug in the secret party, Friedrich would not choose to stay in the capital if he is in his right mind."
"It's okay, I can wait. I just hope he doesn't die of old age before I find him." Lu Mingfei smiled. Friedrich was from the same generation as Ange. If he were still alive, he would be over a hundred years old.
The lifespan of hybrids is longer than that of ordinary humans. As long as they do not participate in dragon-slaying wars and do not contract incurable serious illnesses, it is almost no problem for them to live to over 100 years old.
"Where's the Chen family?" Jiude Mai glanced in the rearview mirror. Two silent beauties were sitting in a row eating candy. One of them had red hair, which reminded her of the main purpose of her trip.
"Before we left, I made a bet with Potato Chips to see if the Chen family could hold out until our plane landed."
Although they had discussed before and asked Lu Mingfei not to act so quickly, sometimes accidents happen so quickly, and the Chen family might be unlucky enough to run into Lu Mingfei and provoke him.
"So who wins and who loses now?" Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows, ready to split the money in half with the winner.
"Neither win nor lose, we didn't even make the bet." Su Enxi curled her lips, "I chose you not to do anything."
"How are things going in Japan? How much did you lose on your investment?" Lu Mingfei still remembered that Su Enxi had invested more than 20 billion US dollars in the Sheqi Eight Families, and the previous earthquake had caused considerable losses.
"It's okay. I knew that the Sheqi Eight Families would face this disaster, and I was prepared for it long ago." Su Enxi smiled complacently. She started selling stocks of the Sheqi Eight Families' subsidiaries before the God-Slaying Plan was implemented. When the natural disaster was about to come, she successfully minimized the losses and turned losses into profits through some other unspeakable means.
The business world is like a battlefield. She got the script in advance and had already become invincible thanks to the information gap.
What's the difference between this and the US president changing policies to manipulate stocks and make money?
After this incident, the Sheqi Eight Families suffered heavy losses and it would take a long time to recover. When the time is right, Su Enxi can appear again as an angel investor who saves people from suffering and continue to be the major creditor of the Sheqi Eight Families.
"There's no business without fraud." Lu Mingfei sighed, "By the way, there's a house you can help look at, it's Old Chu's old house."
He had only taken a quick glance before, but he wrote down the house number and the agency platform. Lu Mingfei handed them to Su Enxi and asked her to keep an eye on it. If anyone other than Chu Zihang wanted to buy the Chu family's old house, she should find a way to save it.
Hearing this, Su Enxi took her phone and tapped a few times, then said with a relaxed look: "I've already asked someone to buy it. When the time comes, just ask Chu Zihang to transfer the money directly to me."
"So soon?"
"I have an investment in the group that owns that real estate company. It's just a matter of a word."
Just a few words to show off without being noticed.
"It's just like you, Potato Chips!" Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up.
Jiude Mai expressed doubt: "With Chu Zihang's limited wealth, can he afford a courtyard house in Beijing?"
It's not that she looks down on Chu Zihang, it's just that there is really no need to buy this thing. Whether Chu Zihang inherits the family property or works on his own in the future, it is unlikely that he will start a business in Beijing. Buying a house here has no great use other than commemorative significance, and it would be a waste of such a large cash flow.
Of course, it would be a different story if Chu Zihang had as much money as her and had no place to spend it, and had a garage full of luxury cars and supercars but no time to drive them.
As the boss's top warrior, with the help of Su Enxi, the queen of Wall Street, to manage his finances, Jiude Mai's wealth is even greater than that of some CEOs of medium-sized enterprises.
"He has Junior Brother Lu to help him get rich, so why should he worry about money?" Su Enxi saw it clearly. Instead of worrying about Chu Zihang's fortune, she would rather gossip about his love life:
"How's he and his junior schoolmate from the Titanic doing now? Did they get sunk by the iceberg?"
"Wasn't it the Titanic that was sunk?" Lu Mingfei couldn't hold it in any longer. The Husky pointed at him and said, "What are you implying, little potato chip?!"
The Titanic sank after hitting an iceberg, and the couple who left their names in film history were separated by life and death. The poor boy fell into the ice sea forever, and only the rich girl was left alive, and she still missed Jack until she grew old.
If Lu Mingfei had not appeared out of nowhere, the ending of Xia Mi and Chu Zihang would be a gender-swapped version of Titanic.
The grooves are still sewing!
"What did I hint at? I hinted at something." Su Enxi played dumb. "Tell me quickly, I can't wait to hear the story of my childhood sweetheart and the loser senior."
People in the car were discussing popular gossip, but the person being gossiped about had already eaten and drunk his fill and was strolling on the bustling Chang'an Avenue.
As they walked past the street lamps, the shadows of the young boy and girl sometimes overlapped and sometimes separated, like two fish swimming between the light and shadow.
Apart from not holding hands, the two of them looked no different from other couples on the street.
Well, her appearance is also quite outstanding.
Chu Zihang turned his head to look and saw Xia Mi walking forward with her hands behind her back like a little old lady. The cloud of sorrow lingering on her pretty face faded a little, as if she had really turned her sadness into appetite and vented it as she said.
"Are you feeling better now?"
"Not bad." Xia Mi tilted her head to look at him. The light from the street lamp fell into her eyes, shattering into tiny specks of light.
"I thought you would be the same as before, just keeping silent all the way."
These words brought back Chu Zihang's sealed memories. That was the rare time when he didn't let his family driver pick him up from school, just to stroll on the way home from school with the girl beside him.
She stepped on the palm-wide curb, opened her arms to keep her balance, and staggered forward.
He just followed her beside her, neither reaching out to help her nor calling her childish, watching the sunset dye the ends of her swaying hair amber.
She always loved to chatter non-stop, sharing gossip about the school and the neighborhood with him, complaining about who slipped her a love letter, which teacher had lost their minds and assigned a ton of homework, and how the stray cats in the neighborhood had given birth to another litter of kittens...
He only nodded occasionally, seemingly perfunctorily, but in fact he was listening carefully.
The setting sun stretched the shadows of the two people very long. They walked the overlapping part of the road and finally said goodbye to each other at the fork in the road.
At that time, he was completely unaware that when the two of them walked together, it did not cause any shock or criticism from the surrounding students. Everyone seemed to have not noticed the two campus celebrities walking past them, and just treated them as if they were air.
Looking back on that memory now, I understand the reason.
The Word Spirit·Ghost can reduce its own presence, and it is obvious that Xia Mi has a special method to allow Chu Zihang to share this effect.
He suddenly wanted to know what kind of mood Xia Mi was in when she walked the whole way home.
She was like a diligent comedian, constantly trying to find topics to talk about with the wooden boy, trying to awaken his consciousness as the supporting actor. However, until they parted, the expressionless supporting actor kept nodding yes and shaking his head no.
No wonder she wanted to seal these memories. Chu Zihang's reaction made her look like those love-brained girls at Shilan Middle School who tried hard to attract the attention of the campus male god but never succeeded.
What a humiliation this is for the dignified Dragon King!
"How's your brother's situation? Have you made a decision?" he asked.
"Lu Mingfei is such a big mouth. He tells you everything." Xia Mi bumped Chu Zihang with her shoulder but didn't answer his question immediately.
"Come to think of it, when did you two become so close? So close that you're practically wearing the same pants."
"Actually, I don't know either, but he is one of the few people who remember my father." Chu Zihang shook his head and looked at the flashing neon lights in the distance. He remembered that he had asked Lu Mingfei before, and he replied that it might be because they were good brothers in their previous life.
After a pause, he added, "Besides, he is the only one who still remembers you."
Xia Mi's footsteps paused slightly. When she left Shilan Middle School, she deleted herself from everyone's memory and wiped out all traces of her existence. However, she didn't expect that the most inconspicuous loser remembered everything.
"He really does know everything." Xia Mi sighed deeply, suddenly feeling like a second-rate actress who thought her disguise was flawless, but in reality, there was an actor hiding in the dark, watching her clumsily play the role of a human girl.
"What a damp and dark creature!"
"Will you blame me?" She turned her head to look at Chu Zihang. He had an attractive Adam's apple, a clear jawline, and long eyelashes. He was the boy she had watched grow up but abandoned for some reason.
"I don't know." Chu Zihang also looked at her. She had big eyes, a chubby face, and pointed fangs when she smiled. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful she became. He would never get tired of her. She was the girl he almost lost.
"Then when will we know?" She narrowed her eyes and didn't ask why she didn't know.
"After I know everything." He arched his eyebrows, a very faint smile flashing in his eyes.
"Play less with Lu Mingfei in the future. It's easy to get beaten if you act like a riddler." Xia Mi snorted and waved her fist at him a few times.
Chu Zihang avoided the question and asked again: "So, how is your brother's situation? Have you made a decision?"
Lu Mingfei told him about the risks of the operation, and it was reasonable for him to be concerned.
"Although my brother is sick, he is still very powerful." Xia Mi's expression suddenly darkened, and she lowered her fist.
"But if he has the surgery, it will be hard for him to win if he is bullied again."
Xia Mi looked up at the sky. There were a lot of clouds tonight, covering the stars and the moon, leaving only hazy and mottled black and gray, just like her previous vague fate.
But the weather forecast says tomorrow will be a good day, with clear skies, light wind and few clouds.
Chu Zihang opened his mouth to say something, but Xia Mi didn't give him a chance to speak. She turned her head to look at him and smiled brightly:
"He used to protect me from being bullied, now it's my turn to protect him."
Chu Zihang looked at her, his expressionless face like an iceberg hit by the Titanic, but it was also gradually melted by the brilliant smile. The corners of his lips raised a clear arc, and he nodded.
"Um."
"Well, you big-headed ghost!" Xia Mi's smile suddenly disappeared, and she puffed up her cheeks in anger. She raised her hand and elbowed this idiot who didn't understand the mood.
"At this point, we should say 'You protect him, and I'll protect you'!"
"Ah? Ah!" Chu Zihang realized that he had ruined the mood again and repeated the girl's words word for word:
"Then from now on you protect your brother and I will protect you."
However, Xia Mi was still angry. She rolled her eyes at him, crossed her arms and raised her chin.
"I don't need your protection!"
Not to mention after the successful operation, even now, there is a completely unbridgeable gap between Chu Zihang and her.
Even if he relied on the secret party's forbidden secret technique to forcibly purify his bloodline to the limit, and even degenerated into Deadpool, he could still only see her blurry back.
You are not a dragon, and you see me as a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky.
If you were a dragon, you would see me as a mayfly looking at the blue sky!
This is the king of the earth and mountains! Greatness needs no further explanation!
Chu Zihang didn't know how to answer. He wanted to remain silent but was afraid that Xia Mi would give him a slap later. He thought about it for a moment, imitating Lu Mingfei's train of thought, and came up with an appropriate answer:
"Then, could you please protect me?"
These words really touched Xia Mi's heart. In her opinion, Chu Zihang was a male cho... a weak and handsome man who needed protection.
In the future, they will have to deal with either the second-generation or the first-generation Dragon Kings. Chu Zihang has thin arms and legs, and if he is really put in the front, he may lose his life if he gets bumped into something. How can she feel at ease?
But boys never like to be looked down upon, so she couldn't put her arm around his shoulders and say, "From now on, you'll just stand behind me and cheer me on." She glanced at him from head to toe and said calmly, "It all depends on your performance."
"Can I go and comfort your brother before he has surgery?" Chu Zihang asked tentatively when he saw that she was in a good mood.
"Maybe next time. He's not in a good condition to meet guests right now." Xia Mi rejected his request to meet his parents. "But if you have any gifts you want to give him, you can give them to me and I'll pass them on to you."
After Lu Mingfei, Lao Tang and the others left in the afternoon, Xia Mi stayed in Nibelungen and talked a lot with Fenrir.
It is true that Fenrir's IQ is not high, but he is not hopelessly stupid. His mental state is equivalent to that of a few-year-old child. He has normal interests and normal cognition, and he knows how strong he is.
Xia Mi didn't want to hide it from him, so she told him all the consequences of stripping the power of the King of Earth and Mountains, and let him make his own choice.
She had anticipated many things. She had anticipated that Fenrir would refuse because his innate power had been stripped away and he would fall back into a deep sleep and would not be able to see her. She had also anticipated that he would choose to accept in order to have freedom and go out into the world with her. However, Fenrir's answer still surprised her.
After she explained the pros and cons, Fenrir's eyes remained clear as he stared at her expectantly before saying something that instantly brought tears to her eyes:
"If I give my power to my sister, will no one be able to bully her?"
This clumsy pure-blooded dragon is limited by his intelligence, and the world in his eyes is very small. The most important thing in his life is his younger sister, whom he regards as his sister.
He was indeed worried about being deprived of his power and falling into a deep sleep and not being able to see Xia Mi for a long time, but he was more afraid that Xia Mi would be hurt while he was asleep.
He really wanted to leave the dark and gloomy Nibelungen to breathe fresh air, and wanted to go out and travel with Xia Mi like before, but he wanted Xia Mi to have the ability to protect herself even more.
In the past, whenever Xia Mi didn’t take him out, he would be very worried, worried about what would happen if he was bullied by Long without his sister.
Now, he is trapped in prison and cannot help his sister get revenge even if she is bullied.
Therefore, instead of wasting all my energy and waiting to die in Nibelung, it would be better to use this as a price to make my sister strong so that no one can bully her anymore.
It was this simple and unpretentious request that triggered Xia Mi's worries and pressure over the years, and she couldn't stop crying.
Fenrir had no idea why his sister was crying. In his fragmented memory, he could not find any scene of Xia Mi crying. She always looked like she had everything under control, and had never been so sad.
So I could only apologize to her cautiously and piled all the potato chips I had saved at her feet, hoping that she would be happy.
However, the more carefully she tried to please him, the more difficult it was for Xia Mi to hold back her tears.
After Xia Mi finally calmed down her overflowing sadness, she made a decision in her heart.
But she didn't expect that Lu Mingfei and his group didn't even wait for her and went straight to eat, leaving the hotel empty-handed.
Fortunately, Chu Zihang had the mark she left on him, so he easily found the lone handsome man.
After having a meal and chatting for a while, the sadness of the impending separation between brother and sister was alleviated, and my mood finally eased.
There happened to be a department store on the side of the road with people coming and going. Chu Zihang asked, "So what does your brother like?"
Xia Mi nodded her chin and said, "Just treat him as Finger and choose your gifts based on him."
Chu Zihang understood immediately after hearing this and walked straight towards the KFC nearby.
Looking at his fearless back, Xia Mi frowned. Although you might have guessed something, these were gifts for critically ill patients after all. Was sending fried chicken and Coke really that much good?!
She was complaining in her heart when she saw Chu Zihang suddenly stop halfway and turned back to look at her: "Does your brother have a big appetite?"
Xia Mi held her forehead helplessly: "Just arrange it according to Finger's quantity."
After she finished speaking, she felt a little short of it and added: "Counting Eri and Lu Mingfei's as well."
Even if Chu Zihang emptied the entire KFC today, it would be difficult to fill Fenrir's mouth. It would be enough to simply satisfy his craving. When he wakes up from his sleep in the future, he will have plenty of opportunities to experience the beauty of the world.
Not long after, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi, each holding two large woven bags that the store clerk had urgently bought from the side, stood at the door of KFC and felt that the night wind was a little noisy.
"Did we buy too much?" Chu Zihang noticed that everyone around him was looking at them. Before he ordered, their eyes were full of envy and a bit of jealousy, but after the waiter packed up the food, their eyes were filled with only admiration.
Xia Mi looked at him expressionlessly: "What do you think?"
Just now, Chu Zihang almost bought up all the raw materials in KFC's kitchen in one go. The store clerks were almost exhausted from working at full speed to complete this huge order.
With so many things, it was difficult for her to take them to Nibelungen, and it was even difficult for her to sneak through the subway security check.
The fragrance is so strong that it can't be covered up at all!
"Let's put these back to the hotel first, and then go to the supermarket to buy some other things." Chu Zihang looked around, trying to find a taxi.
"Do you want to tire me to death?" Xia Mi glared at him. Although she could still lift an overloaded heavy truck, she should still give her some space!
Chu Zihang was about to explain when he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "What are you doing?"
Looking up, I found that it was Caesar and Nono. They strolled around and found that there was something lively here, so they came over to take a look. As a result, they found Chu Zihang and Xia Mi selling fried chicken, hamburgers and cola wholesale here.
"Show love to left-behind children!" Xia Mi found an excuse before Chu Zihang could speak.
"Feeding them this late at night?" Nuonuo was speechless. She felt that people from Shilan Middle School seemed a little abnormal.
There is no need to say anything about Lu Mingfei, he is just an old coin.
There is no need to say anything about Chu Zihang, he is a pure killer.
Looking at the most anthropomorphic Xia Mi, there is also a touch of abstraction.
A normal child would be full after eating one or two hamburgers. These four large bags are intended to let the children in the community reminisce about the Children's Day that just passed, or to improve the children's meals in the orphanage.
"That's not important." Xia Mi looked at them expectantly, "Are you busy now?"
Nuonuo looked at the fragrant fried chicken burgers in their hands and felt that the eyes of the onlookers were also on them. Just as she was about to speak, her boyfriend, who had the gentleman's code in mind, spoke first:
"I'm not busy, do you need help?"
Nuonuo glanced at him sideways, his lips opening and closing silently: "I can be busy with this!"
Caesar blinked and responded with his eyes: "I'm really not busy now!"
The next second, he took two steps forward and took two large bags of KFC from Xia Mi.
Then, under the gaze of the two women, he weighed it, and then hung it on Chu Zihang's left wrist with a solemn expression.
Clapping his hands, he gave Xia Mi a hearty smile: "Then you guys can have fun slowly, we'll be leaving first."
After he finished speaking, while Xia Mi and passers-by were speechless, he took Nuonuo's hand and squeezed into the crowd with a sense of satisfaction for doing a good deed every day.
"Is he seriously ill?" Xia Mi was stunned for two seconds, then pointed in the direction where Caesar and Nono disappeared and asked.
Chu Zihang nodded expressionlessly. Kassel College was a place where psychopaths and lunatics gathered together, and Caesar, the president of the student union, was the most psychopathic of all.
"Ha, I kind of regret joining Kassel." Xia Mi sighed, took the bag from Chu Zihang's right hand, and seeing that the empty palm looked ugly, she put her hand over and held it.
"Let's go."
(End of this chapter)
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