Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"Our family, Zihang, has been taken care of at school." "Dad" smiled broadly, picked up his wine glass and toasted Xia Mi.

Through the conversation just now, he had a general understanding of the girl's family situation. Although the family situation was average, this girl was no worse than Chu's mother when she was young. He was very satisfied with such a young and beautiful daughter-in-law.

"Hey, no, no! It's my senior brother who takes care of me!" Xia Mi's cheeks were slightly red and he waved his hands quickly.

"Every day we have tremella soup and bone soup. Our Xiaomi really knows how to take care of people. Where can I find such a considerate girl?" The beautiful mother smiled from ear to ear and stretched out her hand to gently caress Xia Mi's soft black hair. Fa, like a shun kitten.

Chu Zihang's expression froze slightly. Did those two guys even include this in the email?

What else did they write? !

The mother glanced at her dazed baby son and kicked him under the table, as if she disliked her son for being too dull and not taking any initiative at all.

She took one chopstick of meat and one chopstick of vegetables, and said that nutrition should be balanced. She quickly piled Xia Mi's bowl high, but her interest remained undiminished. She was obviously very interested in this drama of harmony between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"Xiao Mi, our Zihang is a bit dull. When you are with him, you must sometimes want to hit someone, right?" The beautiful mother grabbed Xia Mi's hand and sighed.

"No, senior brother is very good at taking care of others." Xia Mi took the opportunity to wink at Chu Zihang.

"Xiao Mi is so considerate. You are still talking to him at this time. Woo woo woo, please be my daughter!" The beautiful mother couldn't put it down in love with the beautiful girl in front of her, and she couldn't wait to hold it in her hands.

The family dinner was held in a harmonious atmosphere, with "Dad" toasting frequently and Mom not stopping to use her chopsticks to pick up vegetables from Xia Mi's bowl.

At the end, in order to avoid waste, Chu Zihang took Xia Mi's piled bowl with an expressionless expression and put the vegetables into his own bowl.

"Don't give her so much, she won't be able to eat it."

The mother tilted her head slightly like a little girl, hugged Xia Mi and said with a squinted smile: "This child is quite caring."

After dinner, Xia Mi was pulled into the living room by Chu's mother. She took out a thick photo album from under the coffee table, spread it on her lap, and pulled Xia Mi to share with her what Chu Zihang looked like when he was a child.

Xia Mi's eyes sparkled, and he sat down next to Chu Zihang's mother, ignoring Chu Zihang's eyes, and started yelling at the photo album.

Chu Zihang had no choice but to sit on the sofa nearby and watch the two beautiful women pointing at his childhood photos.

This mission was destined to go awry from the moment we got off the plane... no, from the moment we even got on the plane.

The junior brother arrived in this city early, but his mobile phone was out of service due to arrears. He tried again in the afternoon. Although he was no longer in arrears this time, the phone was turned off again and he could not be contacted at all.

The same goes for Fingel, who just disappeared from the world. This guy's phone was always turned off.

He glanced at the scene where Xia Mi and his mother were chatting passionately, and thought that there was no way there would be any progress today.

Putting aside his tasks for the time being, he sat quietly in the living room, his mind a little dazed under the bright lights.

Xia Mi on the side is tied up in a ponytail, and the light shines slantly on her half-face. Her beautiful face, perfectly curved jaw, and those eyes that were once bright and unparalleled in the rain, all of this makes people feel a little... Untrue.

This girl was perfect like a princess in a fairy tale, but she came to him, showing indescribable tension in his short life, and leaving an indelible mark.

With a bright smile, she sat sideways next to Chu's mother, looking through the photo album of Chu Zihang from childhood to adulthood.

The two beautiful women chuckled from time to time. Xia Mi occasionally looked back, his eyes were like water waves, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise, with a sweet and unparalleled smile.

Chu Zihang sat on the sofa nearby, quietly looking at Xia Mi's beautiful and chiseled face, thinking that a long time ago, it was this girl who broke into his world, or he broke into this girl's world?

As far as she is concerned, will he just be a lucky guy who suddenly appears in her life, then leaves in a panic, and then meets again by chance in the end?

Is their meeting just a coincidence or fate?

Assuming that he did not find Cassel, but went to Harvard as his mother and "father" wished, would he never meet the girl in front of him again after missing from Shilan Middle School?

The paths they take will be completely opposite, with no possibility of crossing, just like two parallel tracks that will never collide.

And with Xia Mi's appearance and personality, she will be the most eye-catching figure in the eyes of boys no matter where she goes. She will start a new life in a strange place and meet a boy who may be ordinary or handsome but will definitely love her. The two will build their ideal cabin together, and every detail will follow the girl's ideas. For example, two hanging chairs will be installed on the balcony. When the evening breeze blows, they will turn on all the lights in the house, because Xia Mi She was afraid of the dark, so the boy would sit on the hanging chair with her, and together they would look at the bright lights of the city in the distance and the stars in the sky.

Chu Zihang suddenly lowered his head and raised his hand to press his heart.

He didn't allow himself to think about it anymore.

He felt a astringent feeling in his heart. The green sourness spread from the bottom of his heart little by little. It was a wonderful and sad feeling. This was an experience he had never experienced before meeting Xia Mi.

Are you... worrying about gains and losses?

He suddenly stood up and said softly: "I'll go back to the house and make a phone call."

The beautiful mother waved her hand away and said, "Go, go, don't disturb Xiaomi and I from deepening our relationship!"

Xia Mi turned around slightly and glanced at the back of the boy walking up the wooden stairs to the second floor. Inexplicably, he felt that this guy seemed to have made some determination?

Chu Zihang returned to his room on the second floor alone and stood on the balcony of the house. The heavy rain hit the glass window, splashing countless water patterns. He unlocked the screen of his phone, opened his address book, and stopped his fingers on a series of numbers.

——Deputy Minister of Equipment Department.

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Just as Fingel "predicted", the two of them must have stayed at home tonight.

After Chu Zihang finished washing, he returned to the house. He stood by the window and looked at the scene outside.

The sky was dark, the rain was pouring, and the dim street lamp not far away could only see a faint yellow halo in this rainy night, as weak as a candle that was about to go out.

This rain... is a bit too heavy.

He sat back on the bed and opened the text message on his mobile phone, which contained a series of red rainstorm warnings.

If this heavy rain continues, even traveling will be a big problem, let alone an investigation.

He tried to get in touch with Lu Mingfei and Fingel, but failed without exception. He could only send a text message to each of them.

After changing into his pajamas, he lay down on the bed, slowly closed his eyes, and prepared to fall asleep listening to the sound of rain.

The door was opened gently.

A beautiful figure turned on the light and slipped into the room, her black hair flowing behind her back. She was wearing some big pajamas that belonged to Chu's mother. She got into bed without waiting for Chu Zihang to react.

Chu Zihang grabbed the corner of the quilt and said blankly: "What's wrong?"

"The light in the guest room is broken..." Xia Mi, who only exposed the back of his head, muttered while hiding under the quilt.

Chu Zihang was silent for a while. On such a rainy night, plus this girl was afraid of the dark...

Just thinking about this girl lying next to him made his body stiffen.

"By the way, senior brother." Xia Mi poked his little head out of the quilt, "Will I cause any trouble to you if I come to your house?"

Chu Zihang frowned and said, "Don't think so wildly, you're not causing any trouble."

"Oh, that's good. Goodnight!"

Chu Zihang lay on his back, looking at the ceiling honestly, with the quilt covering his shoulders, and said softly: "Good night."

He tried hard to imagine that the person lying next to him was not Xia Mi, but his junior brother, just like that day in the Chicago hotel.

Thinking like this, he really slowly calmed down, and sleepiness swept over him.

Xia Mi slept on the other side, lying with her eyes closed.

After a while, listening to the sound of sleeping breathing in her ears, she opened her eyes, her pupils as bright as candles, as clear and bright as ever.

She stood up slightly, lay on the bed, carefully reached out her hand, and gently poked the side of the boy's face.

After a long time, he tilted his little head and muttered in a low voice: "Counting eyelashes is so perverted. What do those girls think?"

Once upon a time, a group of girls gathered in the dormitory to discuss "what would it be like to marry Chu Zihang".

Among them, the good wife and mother type said that she would use superb cooking skills to make her baby fat, the career type said that she wanted to win the favor of Chu's mother and master the housekeeping, and the warm-hearted type that won in the end said that she would not do anything, but would just do it with him. When sleeping, she would lie next to him and count his eyelashes one by one.

Xia Mi suddenly laughed silently, his smile was so cunning, like a little fox preparing to steal something.

She slowly lay on her side on the bed, curled up and slowly moved forward, bit by bit, as if to test whether the boy was pretending to sleep, and slowly got into the boy's arms.

Until the tips of their noses touched lightly.

The distance between lips is zero.

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The next morning.

Chu Zihang slowly woke up to the sound of heavy rain outside the window.

He opened his eyes, black and soft hair covered his eyes, and the familiar fragrance poured into his nose as soon as he woke up.

Is there a day when you will dream about waking up next to a girl with long hair, curled up and sleeping next to you without any defense, her breath blowing gently on your face, and the air is filled with... The girl's elegant body fragrance makes you want to do nothing, have no evil thoughts, just hope that time can pass more slowly...

Chu Zihang quietly stared at the girl lying next to him.

It wasn't until a long time later that he finally got up, got out of bed, and closed the curtains before walking out of the room, hoping that the girl on the bed could sleep a little longer.

He walked down the stairs to the second floor. Aunt Tong was busy in the kitchen. When she saw him coming down, she asked him what he wanted for breakfast.

"Just the same as before, and... prepare two copies." When Chu Zihang said this, he paused, looked back upstairs, and was shocked to realize that he didn't understand the girl lying next to him last night.

He didn't know what she liked to eat, but she could already cook his favorite white fungus soup with sugared osmanthus.

"Xiaomi likes to eat glutinous rice balls, stuffed with bean paste, because glutinous rice balls symbolize family reunion, and she also likes sweets."

A lazy voice came from the sofa. The beautiful mother was sitting on the sofa, supporting her chin with one hand, looking at her lovely son with a smile.

"...Aunt Tong, do we have glutinous rice balls stuffed with bean paste?" Chu Zihang turned around and asked.

"Wait a minute, let me take a look... Zihang, we only have meat stuffing at home, why don't I go out and buy it now." Aunt Tong wiped her hands on her apron and walked out of the kitchen.

"Hey, son, what should we do now? Let Aunt Tong buy it?" The beautiful mother sat on the sofa and shook her head, her smile not diminishing.

Chu Zihang was silent for a moment, then waved to Aunt Tong and said, "No, you can continue your work. I happen to have something to do and I need to go out temporarily."

The beautiful mother was sitting on the sofa, holding the pillow with both hands, and gently knocking her chin on the pillow. She looked at Chu Zihang's leaving back and murmured softly:

"There are still some places that look like his father's..."

Chu Zihang closed the door, held an umbrella, crossed the garden, and came to the garage.

"Dad" rushed back to the company last night. Being able to spend a day specially to welcome Xia Mi's arrival is already a very high-level special treatment.

Chu Zihang got into the Panamera and did not start the engine immediately. Instead, he stared at himself in the vanity mirror behind the sun visor for a long time.

In the field of love, which he has never set foot on before, he still has a lot to learn.

The engine started, and the streamlined body cut through the rain curtain.

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Chu Zihang's room.

Xia Mi woke up leisurely and stretched out. Next to him was the dent where Chu Zihang had lay.

The girl smoothed her hair, stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet, and opened the curtains. Amid the pouring rain outside, the world became dark.

She squinted her eyes, and the haze in her heart inevitably rose.

She knew exactly what this scene represented.

When a Dragon King-level creature resurrects, in order to avoid being disturbed by certain people, it usually deliberately affects the balance of the surrounding elements and uses extreme weather phenomena or crustal movements to isolate the resurrected area from the outside world.

In the realm of hybrids this phenomenon is called altar blocking.

When she woke up, a series of small-scale earthquakes and building collapses occurred in the city, but this was because she deliberately suppressed the impact.

A certain existence hidden in this city... is already planning to awaken to the world.

She patted her face, forced down the haze in her heart, turned around and walked outside the house.

She stepped on the furry slippers specially prepared for her by Chu's mother and walked down the wooden stairs. Under her white and delicate legs, the wooden floor of the slippers clicked. She stretched her hands behind her back to straighten her waist-high hair. She had long hair and her profile was bright and moving under the light. When she saw the boy sitting on the sofa, she couldn't help but speed up...

Chu Zihang held hot coffee and looked at this scene, his eyes slightly stunned.

This familiar scene gradually overlapped with the messy and heart-wrenching picture that his junior brother had painted to him.

It's just that there is no clear sunlight entering the room and shining on the girl's face, and the girl does not throw herself into her...

Chu Zihang's pupils suddenly shrank.

Xia Mi suddenly quickened his pace and flew into his arms. His black hair spread on his face, and the fragrance hit his nostrils, and he felt itchy and scratched.

A chuckle rang in his ears.

"Morning, senior brother~"

Her black hair was tangled as she stood up, and the bright light poured into her eyes through the gaps.

In the light that flooded into his eyes, the angel leaned forward and kissed his lips.