Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 13
"Does brother have a habit of celebrating birthdays?"

Lu Mingfei asked casually, trying to further draw the distance between the two of them.

During this period of time, the relationship between the senior brother and him was still very weak, and they hadn't cultivated the camaraderie of comrades who went through life and death together.

In short, they are passers-by.

Chu Zihang thought for a while and said, "Parties, cakes, amusement parks, taking pictures, eating, traveling...it's the same every year."

The stepfather is a very qualified and high-quality father, far better than his biological father in some respects.

Every year on his birthday, his stepfather would take time out to bring the whole family together to spend a perfect and ceremonial day.

This is perfect, and the birthday full of rituals is enough to make most people envious, but Chu Zihang's tone is very calm, without the slightest intention of showing off.

Lu Mingfei heard the loneliness from it.

Last time, he only envied Senior Brother Chu's happy life, harmonious family, and happy birthday...

But after he really got to know this man, he realized that his senior brother was the same person as himself.

"Don't you like Chen Wenwen?"

The sudden question interrupted Lu Mingfei's daydream, bringing his out-of-focus eyes back to focus instantly.

"Ah?!" Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"Chen Wenwen knew that you liked him before, but she just pretended not to know, and treated you as a follower, and even asked you as a shield today, but why are you still comforting her nonchalantly, and even supporting her?"

Chu Zihang's sharp questions hit the point.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, why did he go around and around, the senior brother finally asked this question?
"Because she has become weak and you have become strong, is this the sympathy of the strong for the weak?" Chu Zihang cast a cold glance at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but slander in his heart.

Please, replace Chen Wenwen with me, and then replace me with you, Senior Brother, this logic is correct!
This world always sympathizes with me, a weak person, and the person who repeatedly reaches out to me is obviously you!

Lu Mingfei thought for a while and said: "Actually, she is very good to me, good and bad have to be compared. Compared with everyone in high school, Chen Wenwen is like an angel to me, so I liked her very much at that time. Who doesn't like angels? Angels fly towards you with white wings, and hand you the light they hold in their hands. When you accept the light, you accept the warmth. Only then do you know that there are still people in this world. Pay attention to you, even though she doesn't love you."

"As for her pretending not to know...Senior brother, she just sends warm angels to people like me, can't she just send herself out? Buy one get one free? It takes a reason to like someone, and I didn't Yan has no money and no responsibility, how can He De make her like me? Just relying on sincerity?"

Lu Mingfei spread out his hands, his face full of helplessness.

Chu Zihang was silent, and said: "What you said is very reasonable, so if you stand up for her, is it to repay the angel's favor?"

Lu Mingfei looked out the car window and said softly: "That's right, I'm very nostalgic, and my heart is very soft. I will definitely repay the kindness others have shown me several times over."

"What about other people's evil towards you?" Chu Zihang asked suddenly.

Lu Mingfei turned his head back, the senior brother was controlling the steering wheel with one hand, his eyes hidden behind the colored contact lenses were fixed on him, sharp and sharp.

"Hey, hey! Senior brother, don't you look at the road while driving? I don't want to die yet! I've crashed, I'm going to crash! Right, right, right, turn the steering wheel to the right!"

The car changed lanes suddenly, nimble like a steel catfish, directly overtaking the vehicle in front.

Lu Mingfei grabbed the handle of the roof with one hand, patted his chest, and said with a frightened expression:

"Brother, I'm still young, and I haven't found a suitable partner yet. If you want to die, don't take me with you!"

Chu Zihang was silent.

"Where are we going now?" Lu Mingfei looked out the window and actively broke the silence in the car.

"South Railway Station, I need to see the scene." Chu Zihang said.

"Running to the South Railway Station at this time?" Lu Mingfei said with a guilty conscience, "Brother, there might be aftershocks, or we should slip away, and I'm going back to fix the toilet seat."

Chu Zihang said lightly: "Don't worry, I have arranged for professionals to fix your toilet seat. This time you are the specialist, and I will help you deal with all the troubles."

Lu Mingfei just wanted to call out his brother for his righteousness, but suddenly fell into a weird silence.

His face was a little sore.

Last time, he thought that his brother was a perfectionist, and it was absolutely trivial to deal with a toilet seat.

But it turns out he was wrong.

Sometimes it is a mistake to be too professional.

At this time, he recalled the "professionals" invited by his seniors last time, and he only felt that one was big and two were big.

It's not only professional, it's short of writing the words "superior" on the face!
Those people originally belonged to the SEALs, and they were all professional throat-slippers. After retiring, they joined the school and became workers in the school labor department!
The leader is over 1.9 meters tall and weighs at least [-] pounds.

His gaze behind the sunglasses was as sharp as lightning, with a saber in his right hand and a bucket of radish slices in his left.

The saber is the M9 saber of the U.S. military standard, with double-sided blood grooves on the gray titanium knife.

However, this out-and-out murderous weapon was used by the burly man for the people to cut carrots.

After that, the strong man with the impact drill came out of the toilet, patted his body covered with lime, took off the large cigar at the corner of his mouth, and his square face like RoboCop was full of a pure man's smile, and he said——

"Commissioner Lu, we have installed the toilet seat according to your requirements. The quality can definitely stand the test of the organization. We are very professional in maintenance!"

In this situation, Commissioner Lu can only hold his forehead and cover his face
He made thousands of mistakes, the worst of which was believing in the "profession" that his senior brother said.

But think about it from another angle, as a brother who is the boss of the club, shouldn't the professionals sent by him be like this?
Behind her was my aunt's high-pitched magic voice, screaming like piercing clouds and cracking stones.

Immediately afterwards, in the eyes of the aunt, he became black-bellied and cruel, and the road commissioner who bullied their family was kicked out, along with a group of thugs.

Recalling the fear of being dominated by the "professionals", Lu Mingfei grabbed his brother and said with tears in his eyes:
"Brother, promise me, don't look for your professionals!"

Chu Zihang turned around and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"No! I just think I can do some things myself!"

"...Can you really make it in time?"

"Small! I don't need to bother professionals with such trivial matters. I'd better do it myself. The child is used to it!"

The car stopped suddenly.

Chu Zihang looked forward, 500 meters away was the South Railway Station, and the building was sealed off by a yellow cordon.

"Get out of the car, we're here. It may be too late, the staff from the janitorial department are already on their way, are you sure you want to terminate the operation?"

Chu Zihang opened the car door and said in a low voice.

"Finally...forget it, brother, give me your phone number, I want to tell the professionals a few words!"

Chu Zihang took a look at him, saw that he didn't look like he was joking, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and handed it to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei ran to the side with his mobile phone and began to give instructions.

Chu Zihang fixed his eyes on the train station not far away.

Under the scorching sun, this exquisite building now looks like a post-modern artwork, with yellow barriers blocking all entrances, and only a huge, twisted aluminum alloy frame remaining from the shattered glass sky dome.

Amidst the chirping of cicadas, the police and security guards hid in the shadows and fanned the wind with their hats, and the manuscript papers discarded by reporters were all over the floor.

(End of this chapter)