Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Many years ago, a man who was good at disguise came to this city.

He is proud, lonely, and powerful. He is an alien hidden in the human world. He possesses the most powerful violence. With that kind of power, many things are at his fingertips.

He is a man who licks blood with his sword. He has been to many cities and met many people, and maybe he has killed many scum.

He has seen the vastness of this world, so this small city is a constraint for him.

But due to a certain purpose, he had to stop in this small southern town.

He walked in this city like a lone wolf walking in a sheepfold. He may have had many romantic pasts, but he never thought that he would truly fall in love with someone.

Will wolves fall in love with sheep?

The answer seems to be yes.

Because this lone wolf really fell in love with a little white sheep named Su Xiaoyan.

It was probably one afternoon when someone gave him a ticket. He took the ticket without taking it seriously and went to the cultural and sports center in the city center, where he met the woman named Su Xiaoyan.

There was no cliche plot about a hero saving a beauty, nor was there any sparks that sparkled when the eyes met. He just glanced at her indifferently and then fell in love with her.

People usually refer to this kind of love as love at first sight.

Chu Zihang suddenly remembered that his junior brother said that everyone in the world has 20,000 people who fall in love at first sight, but you may not meet one of them in your life because the world is too big.

That man traveled to so many cities and places, but never encountered one in 20,000, until he came to this remote southern town.

Is this destiny?

It's destined to be you.

Even though there are 20,000 women in the world that I would fall in love with, they all disappeared from my world before I met you.

Could that be what the man thought at the time?

Because it was destined, he jumped on it without hesitation. With his ability, it was too easy to chase a beautiful but stupid female dancer. They got married and gave birth to a child. Everything was perfect. It was really like destiny. of joyful song.

But fate is always unpredictable.

When the corner came, the man finally woke up from his dream.

He is a person who licks blood at the tip of a knife and cannot give his wife and children a peaceful and happy life, so he can only disappoint his dear wife again and again, and finally say goodbye to his wife and children.

He did not leave the city because the mission was still over, but the danger would come at any time, so he could only hide in the dark to protect his wife and son.

Chu Zihang stood silently in front of the wooden board, looking at the photos covered with thumbtacks.

The angles of these photos were all taken secretly, in amusement parks, shopping malls, restaurants, through grass, glass, and rain... The people in the photos are without exception women and children. Su Xiaoyan in her youth And the still baby-faced Chu Zihang.

The mother in the photo shows many appearances, laughing, staring, lonely, like a mother, a little girl, and a wife.

Grandma said that his mother was a hairy girl. What is a hairy girl? He's like a heartless boy who sleeps when he's full, and sleeps when he's full. He's pretty and has no worries.

But under that man's lens, my mother is so changeable, and no matter what kind of changes, she is so beautiful and heart-warming.

Perhaps only the man who loves her most in the world can pay attention to every moment of hers and preserve every beautiful moment of hers forever.

Chu Zihang's hand gently brushed over the photos on the board. On the photo in the center of the board, a woman with short hair and an eleven or twelve-year-old boy were standing by the river watching the sunset.

The woman with short hair is so beautiful, and the little boy is so cool. The mother and son are bathed in the golden sunset, with the gurgling river in front of them... as if they are waiting for someone to come back.

Chu Zihang could even imagine the scene of that man hiding in the grass and secretly filming. The slutty man who loved cigars, whiskey, and listened to Elvis Presley would lie down in the dirt and weeds and be careful in order to have a photo of his wife and son. Looking for the best angle and the best light.

Written in red pen on the edge of the photo - "That's it, don't cry, look into the distance."

In fact, the year, month, and day of the stolen photos are marked in red pen on the corners of each photo, as well as similar words——

"This is the first year since you left me. You look good."

"This is the second year, please don't be so haggard."

"In the third year, you gained weight"

"In the fourth year, I have less time to think of you."

"In the fifth year, the number will continue to decrease."

"Sixth year, but I still miss you"

…

Tears welled up silently.

He knew that his father loved them, but that man always acted carelessly, always missing appointments again and again, constantly disappointing their mother and son.

But he suddenly discovered that somewhere the mother and son hadn't noticed, the warrior who was watching over the fate of mankind alone was still watching over his wife and son.

Counting the six years since his disappearance, the man has been in this city for more than twenty years.

He would not have died on that rainy night. He should have completely left the city on that rainy night and started a new life.

But that day his son sent him a text message. It was raining heavily, and he couldn't worry. He wanted to take a last look at his son before leaving, and asked his son to take good care of his mother, especially the cup of hot milk with sugar cubes. Go and get yourself in.

In the past twenty years, he had carefully avoided all accidents, but in the end he still could not escape.

Or perhaps, the woman named Su Xiaoyan and the boy named Chu Zihang were the biggest surprises he encountered in his life.

Chu Zihang walked to the bed, lay down tiredly, and slowly closed his eyes.

The aura belonging to that man came overwhelmingly, surrounding him tightly.

He once thought deeply about the previous love between his father and mother, and after fully understanding the meaning of mixed race.

He guessed that everyone would meet someone in their life and fall in love with her.

Some people meet at the right time, like flowers blooming in spring, and everything will be fine. They will fall in love, get engaged, get married, and live together.

But some people meet at the wrong time, just like seeing a fish floating up to take a breath through the ice in winter. After the fish takes a breath, it sinks into the water and is never seen again. There is no result.

No, it wasn't just the wrong time, it was the wrong person.

But as Brother Fingel said, even if everything is wrong, who can say that this relationship is also wrong?

Can you restrain yourself from not liking that person if you meet him at the wrong time? Do you still try your best to get close and try your best to hide yourself, just like the man who hides himself and pretends to be useless?

The nerves in my mind were burning, and familiar pictures emerged again.

In that bungalow of more than ten square meters, the beautiful woman was sitting in front of the stove of the steam kettle with a gray face, the boy was riding on the man's neck, the man was crawling all over the floor, and there was that damn glass of milk with a piece of sugar cube added to it. The memory is filled with warm white steam.

He trembled slightly, and suddenly realized that this was not only talking about the meeting of his father and mother, but also the meeting and falling in love between him and Xia Mi.

The encounter between hybrids and pure humans, the encounter between pure-blood dragons and hybrids.

He was indeed that man's biological son, and they were so similar in this respect.

They all thought that they would never fall in love with another person in their lives. They all met the wrong person at the wrong time. When the fish took a breath and dived underwater again, the thin and precious happiness was solidified. .

Chu Zihang stood up, picked up a cigar, and found a match next to it. The match ignited with a "chi" sound, and he lit the cigar. He took a tentative puff, and was choked and coughed violently.

He turned around again and went to the corner where the boxes of whiskey were stored. He picked up the inverted glass, not bothering with the dust on it, rinsed it twice with wine, poured half the glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp. .

He had never drunk such strong wine. Not long after he drank the wine, he felt slightly tipsy. He silently filled half the glass again and sat back on the bed with the wine glass.

He was exploring how much of that man he had inherited. Unfortunately, apart from emotional encounters, he had very little overlap with that man.

That guy easily won over his mother with his words. Speaking was never his specialty. He didn't smoke or drink. Half a glass of whiskey made him drunk.

He couldn't tell whether it was because he was drunk, or because the man's scent was so strong that it made him feel at ease. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the room in a daze.

He looked at the photo of his beloved woman secretly taken by a man on the wall, but what came to his mind was the girl who he didn't know was really named Xia Mi.

The mother’s face in various poses on the photo wall suddenly turned into Xia Mi’s.

The familiar figure kept changing in his mind like a slideshow——

In the aquarium, I lay on the glass and watched the backs of sea turtles swimming slowly in front of me...

In the screening room, the girl sat quietly next to the boy, and the light and shadow flickered on her focused little face...

A girl in a white dress is bored and kicking stones under a huge camphor tree, waiting for someone to go on an appointment...

The classically innocent girl with fluttering green lotus skirt smiled and stood at the end of the path and waved to him...

Wearing furry slippers, she flew down the stairs into the boy's arms, giggling like an angel...

…

He had seen that girl in all kinds of ways, and unconsciously stored these images in the depths of his memory.

Masashi Toyama, a teacher at "Introduction to Brain Science," said that human memory is very unreliable, like a broken hard drive that is easily degaussed. Things in the past are like paintings drawn on the sand. As time goes by, the sand is blown away by the wind, the memory is blurred, and finally it becomes a vast mass that can no longer be distinguished.

But he remembered everything about that girl so clearly, as if it happened yesterday.

Just because a boy named Chu Zihang really fell in love with a girl named Xia Mi.

The girl broke into his world without authorization and left an indelible mark on his world.

Her emotions, her lively tension, her occasional coquettishness and unreasonableness... all left an unforgettable mark on his life.

Just like he has long been accustomed to a girl sitting across from him in the library. When he is immersed in looking up information, the girl will hold her cheeks, or look sideways at the deep blue sky outside the window, or quietly look at the boy opposite... …

Chu Zihang took a deep breath, stood up, and stood in front of the photo wall again, looking at the photos that spoke of love all the time.

In this evening, he found other traces of the man left in the world and figured out something along the way.

Dad chose the wrong path.

Even if you meet the wrong person at the wrong time, who can say that this relationship is fake? It is also sincere and fierce, and will never lose to anyone's love!

He also figured out what would happen to that girl who would suddenly leave him.

It turned out that she had been afraid, just like the man, who finally ran away from her lover.

She was afraid of the distance between them that seemed within reach but spanned two worlds, so at the last moment she gave the choice unreservedly to the boy she liked.

She was also looking forward to that moment, looking forward to the boy she liked being able to gently hold her in his arms without fear...

But he let her down.

At the end, Chu Zihang carried the unopened bottle of whiskey and left the basement tiredly and relaxedly.

Fingal outside the door had gone somewhere, and Norns was also missing.

He came outside the building alone.

With the last bird song at dusk, darkness finally falls.

Chu Zihang stood under the dim street lights, and the night covered the city like a curtain.

He looked at the quiet night, thinking in his heart, if there would never be a girl flying into his arms with a smile like a flower every morning in the future, and every time he went to the library, he would never see that "accidental encounter" who likes to sit there again. Naturally, the girl by the window will never have anyone make sweet-scented osmanthus and white fungus soup for her...

How lonely this world must be.

The girl trespassed into the world of the boy who had closed herself in the dust, but then turned around and left without saying a word. How could the mole, having seen the sunshine, continue to endure a world without sunshine?

He felt he should do something.

"Going to find your girl? Get this, it'll help you find your girl."

Junior Brother's voice sounded very appropriately.

Chu Zihang caught the cell phone thrown by his junior brother.

Isn't this your mobile phone?

"You fell in Nibelungen, I helped you get it back. Someone once used your mobile phone to secretly subscribe to a mobile company for a location search service, but she didn't know that this service can be two-way."

Lu Mingfei squatted beside his senior brother, smiling and squinting.

"A woman is a creature. If she likes you, she will believe you even if you lie, not to mention that you don't need to lie at all. Senior brother, the happiest thing in the world is that the girl you like also likes you."

"So go and bring her back, we all support you!"

Chu Zihang was silent for a long time, shook his head, and laughed silently.

He had heard about the mobile company's service, which allows others to see which signal station your mobile phone receives the signal from. It's usually housewives who subscribe to that service... to spy on their husbands.

He held the phone tightly and looked up at the vast night.

Whether you are waiting for dawn, night always comes first, but dawn comes later.

There was once a silly girl who said she would let him win no matter how many times.

This time, he wanted the girl to win.

Before that, he needed to make some preparations, just like he would rehearse countless times in his mind before each speech.

He took another sip of the strong wine and then handed the bottle to his junior brother.

Lu Mingfei looked at the handed whiskey in a daze, inevitably recalling some bad memories. He took the bottle and blew on it like his senior brother before handing it back.

"After you drink my wine, lend me some money." Chu Zihang said calmly.

Lu Mingfei was stunned. He rubbed his eyes to make sure that it was Chu Zihang standing next to him and not Fingel.

"I have accumulated some savings from my mission in the past two years, but it is far from enough to buy a house, so I would like to advance part of my future salary with you in advance." Chu Zihang still said in a calm tone.

"Future salary?" Lu Mingfei asked blankly.

"If nothing else happens, I will have to work with you from now on. Don't you, the boss, have to pay your employees' wages?"

"...Borrow as much as you want. If it's more, I'll have to borrow it from someone else." Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"House prices in this city are not high. I've asked about it. Including subsequent renovations, it will cost another four million. Time is short. I asked the elites in the execution department to help, so I need to add another five hundred thousand."

"...can it be divided into installments?"

Chu Zihang glanced at him and said nothing.

"... Pretend I didn't say it, okay, junior brother, I will sell myself to support you!" Lu Mingfei looked ready to die.

"Remember to punch my card tomorrow, this bottle of wine is for you." Chu Zihang put down the bottle of wine, drunkenly, and walked towards home alone with slightly chaotic steps.

Lu Mingfei was still squatting on the roadside, staring blankly at the bottle of whiskey next to him.