Chapter 10 Ginger and Chocolate
Chen Luan looked at the three crooked letters jmm on it, and for a moment he seemed to hear the chirping of cicadas from that midsummer long ago.
"Good on you, Chen Xiaoluan! You've secretly touched my gun again!!"
The girl who just turned 22 kicked open the door and reached out to twist the ear of 14-year-old Chen Luan.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch! It hurts! Sister Mingming! It hurts!" Chen Luan gritted his teeth and pulled at the other person's hand.
"I've told you so many times not to touch my tuned gun! It's very troublesome to readjust it."
Jiang Mingming let go of Chen Luan's ear and patted Chen Luan's head hard. "If you want to learn heavy sniping, you can join the team when you turn fifteen next year. I can personally guide you then."
Chen Luan rubbed the back of his head and chuckled, "I can't join your team anymore, Sister Mingming."
"Hmm? Why?"
"I was selected into the mecha team. I will be driving a mecha next year."
Jiang Mingming was stunned for a moment and remained silent for two seconds.
"The mecha team. That team..."
"I know, sister. I heard that the mecha team has a high casualty rate." Chen Luan jumped onto the table and sat down, his legs dangling over the edge.
"But I'm not afraid. Among this batch of testers, I'm the only one who can successfully operate the A+. One more A+ on the battlefield might mean fewer casualties on your team. When the time comes, I'll use my mecha to penetrate your armor, and you can snipe and kill. Together, we'll wipe out the wild beasts!"
"Okay, okay, you're the best. You're a hero!" Jiang Mingming pinched Chen Luan's face and said, "Get down here quickly. How can you stand on the table like that?"
"Sister Mingming, didn't you notice any changes on your gun?"
"I saw it right away." Jiang Mingming rolled his eyes. "Chen Luan, could you please work on your awful handwriting? You're carving three simple English letters and they look like cockroaches crawling."
"Didn't you say that those careless men always took your gun by mistake? I marked you, and you still think my handwriting is ugly! I'm ignoring you."
"Okay, I'm sorry. Can I apologize to you? I shouldn't have said your handwriting looked like a cockroach crawling."
"Hmph, what are you going to use to compensate me? I want chocolate!"
"Chen Luan, you've been eyeing those chocolates I redeemed a couple of days ago, haven't you?...Here are the ones left. Eat them slowly and don't eat them all in one go. The next restock from the Resources Department won't be until next month."
"Hey, thank you Sister Mingming, Sister Mingming is the best!"
"You are less poor."
…
Later, Chen Luan really managed to drive the mecha to break the armor for Jiang Mingming. They worked together for five years and killed countless wild beasts.
But when Chen Luan was 23 years old, everything came to an abrupt end.
Jiang Mingming is dead.
Not even a corpse was left. All that remained were large pools of blood, broken bones, and her service pistol.
Under the butt of the gun, there was half a bit of chocolate.
After the soldier died, the gun was taken back. Since the model was outdated, it was only kept in the warehouse and no longer circulated.
Chen Luan never saw Jiang Mingming's gun again.
He never imagined that he would see it here again, even though two hundred years had passed.
I spent the whole afternoon shooting targets with Wu Ning at the club, and it was already getting dark when we finished.
Wu Ning looks bright and charming, but in fact she is a passionate and cheerful girl who likes to play crazy, and sometimes she looks a lot like Jiang Mingming.
Wu Ning also liked Chen Luan very much. One reason was that she felt it was rare to find a like-minded person who was also a very pleasing beauty. Another reason was that Chen Luan was really good at using guns, especially those antique guns. Chen Luan seemed to know a lot about them.
This is exactly what Wu Ning, who has a gun-head mentality, likes.
She handed Chen Luan a premium membership card and told him that if he wanted to play with guns in the future, he could come often and she would welcome him at any time.
Then he came out of the lounge with a box half his arm's length. "This is for you. I see you really like that gun, but that's my favorite, I can't bear to give it to you. But this is for you."
"What is this?" The moment Chen Luan took it and opened it, his pupils shrank.
It’s Jiang Mingming’s gun.
It's just a scaled-down model, restored so well that even the three letters engraved on the buttstock are crystal clear.
His nose felt slightly sour again, and Chen Luan looked up at Wu Ning.
"No, no, no, I can't bear to see a beautiful woman cry. It's just a model, there's no need to be so moved!"
Wu Ning was startled and quickly reached out to touch Chen Luan's head.
Chen Luan lowered his eyes and wiped them imperceptibly. When he looked up again, his smile was as bright as the morning star. "Thank you, Sister Ning."
"No big deal! Next time I bring you something fun, I'll invite you to taste it together!"
"good."
After getting into the car with his things, Zhou Pei smiled helplessly and said:
"I didn't expect you to get along so well with Wu Ning."
He originally wanted to find an opportunity to be alone with Chen Luan, but Chen Luan ended up hanging around Wu Ning the entire afternoon.
I should have tried a different project earlier.
"She's fine." Chen Luan touched the model in his hand.
Are Zhou Pei and Wu Ning good friends? Wu Ning seems to know the Zhou family very well.
As if he could see Chen Luan's confusion, Zhou Pei paused before saying, "We were engaged before."
Chen Luan looked up: “?”
"It happened when we were kids. My father and her grandmother ordered it for me." Zhou Pei shook his head. "She didn't like me. She said she didn't like my type and was never happy about it. Later, we both split into alphas, and the matter was dropped."
Chen Luan: “…” Okay, another scene of child marriage between rich families.
"Oh, by the way, when she found out the wedding was off, she was so happy she booked the bar for three days and even invited me."
Chen Luan couldn't help but laugh.
It looked like something Uning would do.
The sudden ring of a phone interrupted the conversation.
Zhou Pei apologized and answered the call.
A sound almost like the howling of ghosts and wolves suddenly broke into the eardrums of the two people:
"Wooooooa ...
Zhou Pei pinched his eyebrows hard and sighed: "What did he do again?"
The miserable worker on the other end of the phone howled, "Second Young Master, he, he was beaten by those two from the Jiang family! They're all fighting now and we can't separate them! Aa ...
Zhou Pei slammed on the brakes, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath: "Address. I'll be there later."
"No. 41, Ze'an Road, Aurora District, The Last Bar—Ah! Who!? Who threw a brick at me—"
The phone was disconnected.
Zhou Pei looked at Chen Luan.
Chen Luan looked at Zhou Pei.
"Did Zhou Jing fight with Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling?" Chen Luan asked.
"……right."
"Then let's go and take a look together."
"Um."
The car turned around and headed in the other direction.
Chen Luan looked at Zhou Pei, who was obviously in a bad mood and looked depressed. "Do you often have to wipe your brother's butt like this? You seem very skilled at it."
"Are you laughing?" Zhou Pei held the steering wheel and glanced at Chen Luan.
"No, my teeth are a little hot."
"Yes. It's been many years, I'm used to it." Zhou Pei suddenly sighed, feeling a sense of powerlessness as if he had accepted his fate.
"How did he--" Chen Luan gestured.
The painting styles of these two brothers are quite different.
At least on the surface, Zhou Pei can still be considered a gentleman, a normal adult with a mature mind.
Zhou Jing, tsk.
"My parents were too busy with the group's affairs to take care of him. I used to study in Mingcuizhou, and he was raised by his grandparents."
"I understand."
The grandparents are too close and have raised their children in the wrong way.
When the car finally drove across the city and arrived at the door of the target bar, the crowd had already dispersed.
All that was left in the bar was a mess, and the manager was sitting in the ruins, crying without tears.
Zhou Pei took a deep breath and said, "I will compensate you for the loss. Where are they now?"
The store manager wiped his face and said with a bitter face: "The police took him away."
The two of them rushed to the police station without stopping.
"Zhou Jing's family?"
"Here." Zhou Pei seemed very familiar with the procedures here.
"Has Jiang Xun's guardian arrived?"
"Here I am. Jiang Ling is also mine."
The police officer glanced at Chen Luan and asked, "What's your relationship?"
"I'm his brother."
"Alright, come with me."
So, when Jiang Xun, Jiang Ling and Zhou Jing all had bruises on their faces and bodies to varying degrees and were confronting each other across the table, Zhou Pei and Chen Luan appeared in front of the three of them, one after the other.
"...Brother." When Zhou Jing saw Zhou Pei, his arrogance obviously subsided. Then, when he saw Chen Luan behind him, his eyes widened again.
"What are you doing here?" Jiang Ling noticed that Chen Luan had come with Zhou Pei, and immediately frowned. "Why are you wearing such a cloying perfume? Where have you been to flirt with other women again?"
Jiang Xun sat next to Jiang Ling, with a little blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes lowered and he said nothing.
Chen Luan leaned against the door with his arms folded. "If I don't come, who are you two going to send? Director Jiang, who's far away in Irhua Qinzhou, or your wife, who's been staying in the little building for so many years and never showed up? Come to think of it, school shouldn't be over yet at this hour."
"What do you care?" Jiang Ling turned his head away, not looking at Chen Luan. "Why? Are you here to call me to task?"
"Not really." Chen Luan pulled the chair next to Jiang Ling and sat down, leaning forward with his chin propped up, smiling with the corners of his lips curved:
"I just want to ask, did you two win the fight?"
As soon as these words came out, not only Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling, but even the Zhou brothers looked at him.
Chen Luan put his arms away and changed his posture, leaning back on the chair with his feet crossed, pointing at the twins: "Don't tell me that neither of you can beat him alone, it's shameful."
"How is that possible!" Jiang Ling opened his eyes wide and slapped away Chen Luan's finger that was almost touching his forehead: "I can beat them both by myself! It's because they fought in a group without any martial ethics that we got hurt!"
"Jiang Ling, you fucking——" Zhou Jing on the opposite side was called a weakling and was so anxious that he wanted to stand up.
"And you, what do you mean by you?" Chen Luan turned around again and looked at Zhou Jing with a raised eyebrow. "You're already twenty years old, and you're fighting with a teenager from our high school. Don't you think it's embarrassing if you win, and even more embarrassing if you lose? If I were you, I'd be so ashamed that I'd find a noodle and hang myself outside."
"Jiang Luan you!" Zhou Jing's face immediately turned red and he was about to pounce on him.
However, at this moment, the police officer came in.
"What are you doing? Sit down."
Zhou Jing was trying to move with his neck thickened, but Zhou Pei stared at him and he sat down with an unconvinced look on his face.
"Tell me? What happened? Why are you fighting?"
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