Chapter 390 You are the only one I have now. Don’t leave me.
"Hey, classmate Chu Zihang, you didn't deliberately forget to bring your shoes and socks, just to experience the feeling of your chest against your back, right?"
Xia Mi rested her chin gently on his shoulder, and her warm breath fanned his ears and neck as she spoke. She looked charming and attractive, like a little fox that had cultivated into a spirit, deliberately teasing the serious and detached scholar who came to Beijing to take the imperial examination.
The girl's delicate and soft figure met the boy's yearning for all beauty. Her body was very soft, with a faint fragrance. She felt almost weightless on his back, like cotton.
Chu Zihang didn't feel heavy, but he also couldn't feel any buffer between them.
But saying this would definitely make her angry, so after two seconds of hesitation, he shook his head and said, "No, I really forgot."
At that time, he really thought that Xia Mi just lacked a change of clothes, so she didn't take shoes and socks. Who knew that she somehow lost all her clothes and shoes.
Moreover, the oversized basketball jersey disappeared after she changed her clothes. He didn't even dare to think deeply about the reason or ask, for fear of triggering bloodshed.
It means that the girl punched him and made his nose bleed.
But his brief hesitation did not escape Xia Mi's eyes. The girl keenly caught the boy's intention to humiliate Xia Mi. She tightened her slender arms slightly, and the inside of her soft arms pressed against his neck. The corners of her mouth raised, and her voice was as sweet as honey, but also revealed a strong threat:
"You hesitated just now, didn't you? Huh? What's with your hesitation? And what's with your saying no?!"
"What?"
Chu Zihang was not frightened by the girl's attitude of locking the man up without giving an explanation. He pretended not to know what Xia Mi was talking about, but his brain was working fast.
Think about it, if you were in this situation, how would Lu Mingfei respond?
He should say...
Forget it, Chu Zihang doesn’t want to die young.
The past him seemed to have died on that rainy night.
The only meaning of survival is revenge, at any cost, even life.
But now it’s different. He no longer talks about death lightly, nor can he talk about dying lightly.
It's not because he suddenly values his life, but because he knows clearly that too many people are still waiting for him.
"Forget it, I'll let you go this time." Xia Mi seemed to know that she was being unreasonable. She hummed twice, raised her hand and pinched Chu Zihang's cheek, as a small punishment.
"Thank you." Chu Zihang thanked Her Majesty the Queen seriously for not killing him.
The two did not rush back, but strolled leisurely around the campus as they remembered.
Chu Zihang did not ask where this realistic-looking Shilan Middle School came from, and Xia Mi did not explain either.
The tacit understanding between the two had been established long ago. At this moment, they were just childhood sweethearts who grew up together and were destined to move towards the future together.
"How's your brother's situation?" Chu Zihang held the girl's knees steadily with both hands, carrying her on his back as he walked along the tree-dappled path, his voice as steady as usual.
"My brother's illness is quite troublesome. There are no suitable rehabilitation institutions in China, so he has to go abroad to recuperate." Xia Mi hugged Chu Zihang's neck, her tone slightly depressed:
"The recuperation period is very long. It will take at least ten years before I can return. And my parents will have to go abroad to accompany me."
"What about you? Will you continue to stay in the capital?" Chu Zihang now knew who the "Nezha" in Lu Mingfei's arms was.
"Yes, I've been selected for Kassel's preparatory class. After one year of study, I can go abroad to meet them." Xia Mi curled her lips and poked Chu Zihang's face with her finger:
"Then we can be classmates again, Chu~"
"Then you should call me senior brother." Chu Zihang corrected.
By the time Xia Mi finished her preparatory class and went to Kassel College, he was already a junior.
Upon hearing this, Xia Mi deliberately lowered her throat and whispered in his ear in a voice that was so annoying that it was almost unbearable: "Brother, aren't you tired after carrying me on your back for so long? Do you want me to wipe your sweat off?"
As she spoke, she raised her hand and stroked his forehead in a pretentious manner.
Chu Zihang didn't doubt him and responded honestly: "I'm not tired, you don't even weigh 100 pounds, you're a little thin."
As soon as these words came out, the delicate hand that was just pretending to wipe the sweat instantly turned into a finger gun and pressed against his temple. The girl's faint voice rang in his ears:
"Student Chu, are you hinting at something?"
As the saying goes, if a person weighs less than 100 pounds, he or she is either flat-chested or short. Xia Mi had every reason to suspect that Chu Zihang's words were a subtle sign of his worry that the child would starve in the future due to insufficient food.
The king cannot be insulted! You dare to offend me again and again? You're planning to settle down on the sofa from now on, right?!
Chu Zihang had no idea what he was implying, but he had received professional guidance from Lu Mingfei and knew the only correct way to deal with the situation, so he said without hesitation: "I'm sorry."
"Then tell me, what are you sorry about?"
Xia Mi was very dissatisfied with his attitude of kneeling down and admitting his mistake so quickly. In the past, he could argue with her for a long time over a small matter, but now he looked like a piece of ashes...
It takes a lifetime to learn good things, but it only takes a short time to learn bad things. It must be Lu Mingfei, Finkel and Norton who led Chu Zihang astray!
"I shouldn't judge a girl's weight casually." Chu Zihang, worthy of being a top student, found the crux of the problem right away.
As early as Shilan Middle School, he had seen many adolescent girls worrying about changes in weight and body shape caused by growth and development.
This can probably be considered a disease of affluence. After all, only those who don't worry about food and clothing have the energy to worry about body fat percentage.
"Hmph, you passed." Xia Mi's expression finally softened a bit, and she turned back into the smart and slightly arrogant girl in her memory.
She lowered her hand and gently placed it on his shoulder, her tone softening:
"How's your life at Kassel Academy? Have you made any new friends? Or are you still alone like before?"
The topic changed a bit quickly, but it was more in line with the concern between childhood sweethearts. Chu Zihang smiled silently:
“I met a lot of like-minded friends in the Lionheart Club.”
In fact, most of the members of the Lionheart Club are just members who train together. The only ones who have a close relationship enough to be called friends are Susie and Lancelot.
Apart from this, there is nothing else.
"Tell me about what happened at Kassel College. I want to know how you spent this year." Xia Mi leaned her cheek gently on his shoulder, blinking her bright big eyes, and quietly staring at his stern profile.
So Chu Zihang started talking about his life before he entered school. When the college entrance examination results came out, he was the top scorer in the city. The teachers and school leaders were ecstatic, but he had already flown to the United States by then.
He searched for a long time and finally found the Kassel College that his father had told him to stay away from. Under a railway bridge in Chicago, he met Professor Schneider, the head of the executive department and his future mentor.
The master and the apprentice stared at each other for a long time under the bridge, and finally Professor Schneider personally opened the door to Kassel for him.
As the head of the executive department, Schneider has not taught students for many years since the Greenland Sea incident. The only thing he can teach Chu Zihang is how to use weapons.
At Kassel Academy, Chu Zihang's daily routine is study and training. He hardly leaves any time for entertainment, and even during his rest time he is reading books and looking up information.
When there is a task, he always strives to be the first. At the beginning, Professor Schneider would arrange teammates for him, but soon Professor Schneider realized that Chu Zihang did not need teammates at all, and he could solve all problems by himself.
In fact, because Yan Ling was too dangerous, the presence of teammates would seriously hinder him, so he basically went on missions alone afterwards.
The high-intensity internal competition in learning, training and even mission execution made Chu Zihang the undisputed number one among his classmates.
Everyone has high expectations for him and believes that he will be invited to the principal's afternoon tea, receive the principal's scholarship, and become the new leader of the Lionheart Club.
But when Xia Mi heard all this, who knew the inside story, she just thought he was too stupid.
He would fight with all his might for an enemy that was impossible to defeat, messing up his own body, but in the end he might not be able to find his enemy and unleash the God-killing Blade he had prepared for many years.
Especially when she heard that he had fought against the top leaders of the Kanto branch a while ago and was almost killed by the deadpool Fujiwara Nobunosuke, she finally couldn't help but pinch Chu Zihang's face, her voice filled with annoyance:
"Are you stupid? Why would you work so hard for someone else?!"
If Norton and Lu Mingfei were not there at the time, wouldn't he be really dead?
Why are you so stubborn!
Chu Zihang let her pinch his face without arguing or dodging, but continued to carry her steadily on his back, walking step by step in the silent campus.
He is a man who has engraved his promises into his bones and blood.
Even if there is an abyss or a dead end ahead, as long as he has promised, he will never look back.
She knows this better than anyone else.
Because of this, the slight anger in Xia Mi's heart did not last long.
She loosened her hand and used her fingertips to gently rub the slightly red marks on his cheek, her voice lowered:
"Stop fighting with others and risking your life. Look at what your body has become."
Chu Zihang's bloodline was actually not very high. She knew it when they first met. In the terms of mixed-bloods, it was only at the B-level. He relied on activating the blood burst over and over again, forcibly purifying the dragon blood, and gradually raising his level.
He became stronger, but his body was in a mess.
The improvement brought by the blood burst is not irreversible, but more like a slow self-destruction.
If you are not careful, your will will be devoured by the dragon's savagery and you will degenerate into Deadpool.
Chu Zihang's dragon blood is now out of balance in his body. He cannot even extinguish his golden eyes on his own and can only cover them up with cosmetic contact lenses.
"I recover quickly." Chu Zihang defended in a low voice.
His body is indeed different from that of ordinary people. If other people abused violent blood like him, they would have degenerated into Deadpool long ago, but he has always been alive and well.
"Do you think you're gifted?!" Xia Mi angrily punched him on the shoulder, "It's all because of me..."
She suddenly stopped talking in the middle of her words. It was obvious that what she almost blurted out was a very secret and important piece of news.
"What is it?" Chu Zihang was puzzled. He had always thought that he was the one who could handle it, but now it seemed that there might be something else going on.
Xia Mi held onto his shoulders, her eyes flickering several times. After struggling for a long time, she finally decided not to keep it secret any longer, but she didn't say it too bluntly, instead being subtle and vague:
"Because you've already taken on my shape!"
Chu Zihang: Σ(°△°|||)︴
Wait, wait… No, this… is this right?
Even as calm as he was, his brain almost froze at that moment.
After staying in Takama-ga-hara for a few days, I was forced to learn a lot of new knowledge, and the database was seriously polluted. Now when I suddenly heard Xia Mi's words, I felt that something was wrong.
But soon, he realized that no matter what Xia Mi meant, it couldn't be that.
After all, the most intimate contact they had in memory was just walking hand in hand, and they had never even touched each other's backs.
"What does it mean?" If you don't understand, just ask. Chu Zihang won't guess blindly.
"It means that I put the most important thing on you." Xia Mi rubbed his hair vigorously, and her voice suddenly became very soft, but also very serious:
"So you are not allowed to get hurt... and you are not allowed to die!"
The most important thing?
What is most important to dragons?
Power? Strength?
Neither, the most important thing is their core, or cocoon!
Dragons are not immortal, but they are difficult to kill outright.
As long as the true spirit is immortal and can return to the cocoon prepared in advance, it can be reborn and return again.
At this moment, Xia Mi thought a lot, but in the end he did not get stuck on it and did not ask any further questions.
No matter what Xia Mi's original purpose was in making this decision, at least at this moment, she chose to confess to him.
Even if it wasn't spelled out, he knew that they had been in a life-and-death relationship for a long time.
"When did it happen?" he asked.
"The time you fell asleep at my house." Xia Mi responded softly.
"I don't remember falling asleep at your house." Chu Zihang frowned slightly.
In the memories he recovered, although he visited the old villa many times, he was always doing homework.
Either they wrote together or he wrote for her, and he never entered her room, let alone stayed overnight.
"How could I let you know such a private matter?" Xia Mi nodded his head with a faint smile in her tone. He was usually such a smart person, but sometimes his brain couldn't figure things out.
"Don't ask about a beautiful girl's secrets."
Chu Zihang nodded and obediently asked no more questions.
Before coming, he had already prepared himself to continue being kept in the dark. Now that Xia Mi was willing to tell him so much, it was already an unexpected surprise.
Although Xia Mi told Chu Zihang not to ask too many questions, she couldn't help but reveal more.
At this time, she has become the super-evolved goddess of death Hela, the queen who rules over the Nibelungs. She can open the doors to all the kingdoms of death in the world, and naturally, she can also deprive others of the key to death.
She reached out and pressed her hand on Chu Zihang's shoulder blade, where there was a Nibelung Mark belonging to Odin. It was the only scar engraved in his flesh on that rainy night five years ago.
"Don't keep such an ugly thing." Her voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable meaning: "With Lu Mingfei and I here, Odin can't hide for long."
As she spoke, without waiting for Chu Zihang's response, her golden eyes suddenly lit up.
The authority of the Queen of the Nibelung descended silently, and Odin's mark was forcefully erased by the determined hostess like a stubborn stain that had been lingering for a long time and refused to leave.
Chu Zihang only felt a sharp pain like a needle prick in his back, which soon disappeared. He knew that the Nibelung Key that had been with him for five years had disappeared.
This is the key to Odin's realm and the most important clue to finding the murderer of his father.
Every time Chu Zihang took a shower and saw this birthmark-like mark, the hatred accumulated in his heart would become more intense.
Now that it was wiped out so easily, he felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, but then he came to his senses. What disappeared was only the mark left by that rainy night. Odin was still hiding somewhere, alive and well, waiting for him to take his head.
After casually shattering Odin's mark, Xia Mi still seemed unsatisfied.
She thought about it, then suddenly reached out and opened his collar, revealing his trapezius muscle. She gritted her teeth, and bit down with a "wow".
"Hiss——" Chu Zihang took a breath unexpectedly.
Her movements were so fast that he had no time to react. He could only turn his head and, through the reflection of the mottled glass of the old teaching building next to him, he could see the girl biting his shoulder tightly like a beautiful snake, her golden eyes flashing with majesty and golden light, her expression serious as if she was holding a solemn and ancient ceremony.
The stinging pain continued, but he stared blankly at the two small but sharp fangs sinking into his flesh, not understanding what she was doing.
But soon, a warm current was injected into the wound, and Chu Zihang felt as if his whole body was slowly immersed in a hot spring, and an indescribable sense of comfort spread.
But this strange enjoyment did not last long. Soon Xia Mi stopped, stretched out her small lilac tongue, and gently licked her lips. The blood on her lips dyed her originally pink lips into an extremely bright red, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
Two neat rows of teeth marks were left on Chu Zihang's shoulder. The fangs had clearly caused real pain when they pierced her, and there was indeed blood on her lips, but upon closer inspection, her skin was not broken, and there was not a trace of blood seeping out.
I've only heard that dragon's blood is highly poisonous, but I've never heard that ambergris has healing properties.
Chu Zihang felt that he had learned a lot.
As expected, Xia Mi is a treasure girl. She always creates new little surprises when he thinks he already knows her.
"What are you doing?" He looked at Xia Mi who was buttoning his shirt attentively, looking like a good wife and mother, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"Make a mark, you are mine from now on." Xia Mi said this domineeringly, but her movements were like a possessive little girl as she put her arms around his neck.
"No one can take it away! No one can take it away!"
The girl's bright golden eyes reflected through the glass of the teaching building and looked straight into his eyes.
She tilted her head slightly, and her warm breath brushed past his ears. Her voice was so soft that it almost broke in the wind, like a dream talk, or a sigh:
"Dragons, like humans, were initially just children born into this world."
"I used to have a brother to accompany me, but he is gone..."
"You're all I have now."
"Don't leave me, understand?"
Chu Zihang felt as if his heart was suddenly grasped by an invisible hand and contracted violently.
A burning emotion broke through all the frozen defenses and surged out, washing away the snow and frost that had never melted on his face all year round.
He nodded slightly, his voice firm: "I won't leave."
Xia Mi's face blossomed with a smile as bright as a flower, like a field suddenly filled with sunshine after a haze. She put her chin back on his shoulder and returned to her quirky and complacent look.
"Hehe, I've already stamped your stamp on me. You can't run away even if you want to! Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you can't escape the palm of my hand!"
Chu Zihang looked at the girl's energetic smile and curled his lips: "I won't run away."
As mentioned before, he is a man who has engraved his promises into his bones and blood.
If you say you won’t run away, then you won’t run away.
What's more, he is now trapped.
"I'm hungry, please treat me to a midnight snack!" Xia Mi put one arm around his neck and waved the other hand forward, directing Chu Zihang to charge to the food stall.
Chu Zihang quickened his pace as instructed and headed towards the gate of Shilan Middle School.
At the school gate, the square-headed red and white train had been waiting for a long time.
When Chu Zihang carried Xia Mi into the carriage and sat down, the train roared forward in the direction they came from.
The city gradually dimmed under the sunlight, and the tunnel they came from appeared in front of them. Chu Zihang wanted to look back one last time, but was caught by Xia Mi who was sitting horizontally on his lap.
It was during this moment of emptiness that the train completely entered the tunnel, and the outside world was plunged into complete darkness.
"Let the beautiful memories remain in your heart." The girl tapped the boy's heart and reminded him in a preachy tone.
Chu Zihang held her back with one hand and supported her feet with the other. He looked at the black shoe prints on the train floor and nodded.
You are the queen, you have the final say.
The roar of the train faded away, and inside the huge mine that returned to its original state, Deadpool and the Kamaitachi, who had tried hard to squeeze themselves into the corner along with the ruins, breathed a sigh of relief, rolled out of the ruins, and collapsed on the ground with their limbs spread out.
Finally they left. If they hadn't left, they would have suffocated to death.
The Queen went to so much trouble to empty and fill the mine, and even built a basketball court with scrap metal, but she just let that human boy carry her around on his back. I have no idea what she was thinking.
But as subordinates, they dare not ask or speak, and can only serve as a pitiful, helpless and emotionless background board.
…
At the same time, in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, a blonde supermodel with a gorgeous face and a hot body had her hands and feet tied to the four corners of the bed, her black gauze pajamas half-unbuttoned, revealing her infinite beauty.
She looked at the blond middle-aged man kneeling in front of her with an evil smile on his face, and felt that the rich people were playing really perverted games. However, her delicate face always showed a deep fear. She struggled hard to break free from the ropes on her hands and feet, and at the same time, her bright red lips kept emitting cries for help that were both reluctant and willing.
The louder she screamed, the happier the blond man became, and he kept saying dirty words, which were roughly equivalent to "No one will respond even if you scream at the top of your lungs" and "The more you scream, the more excited I get."
Just when the atmosphere was created and they were about to open the package and enjoy it, the rope that bound the supermodel's right hand suddenly broke. The actress who was still in the play didn't notice it at all, and swung her arm and slapped the blond man directly in the face.
“Bang!”
With a crisp sound, the cries for help and the evil smile disappeared in an instant, and only silence remained in the room.
And silence is Cambridge tonight.
(End of this chapter)
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