Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Looking at Xia Di in a suit and leather suit in the driver's seat, Lu Mingfei felt that his IQ had been insulted. With Old Xia Tou's arrogant spirit, if he had ever been a weakling that no one cared about, he would have killed him on the spot. Eat the steering wheel of the Jeep and make sure not to get a drop of sauce the whole time!

Just thinking this in his mind, his eyes fell on the windshield inadvertently, and his eyes met the translucent reflection of himself in it.

Suddenly, he froze.

It seems that he has found the reason why Uncle Xia is so good to him.

Is it because Uncle Xia also had the experience of being excluded and isolated when he was a child, so he reached out to him and taught him how to face the unsatisfactory life with a smile?

Then who was it that helped the uncle in the first place?

I am just a busy parent, but Uncle Xia's parents have both died, so he must have suffered more than himself.

"Of course it's true. When did I lie to you?" Xia Di tapped her fingers on the steering wheel and looked straight ahead, but no one knew what she was thinking.

"Indeed." Lu Mingfei abruptly changed the subject, "Uncle, you are dressed like this, do you have anything to do today?"

In the long time they have known each other, he has never seen Xia Di dressed so formally. She looked like she was going to attend an important meeting. It was so solemn that it felt a bit unreal.

"There's something going on in my hometown, I need to go back." Xia Di rarely revealed what he was going to do.

"So, when will you come back?" Lu Mingfei didn't ask him what he was going to do. Anyway, he couldn't find out even if he didn't want to say it. Rather than being prevaricated, he might as well consider his actions at noon.

"Soon, I'll be back in the afternoon."

The Jeep drove smoothly all the way, and when it arrived at Shilan Middle School, it happened to meet the Audi that was picking up Chu Zihang. The brothers met at the door, waved goodbye to Xia Di, who was leaning against the window with one hand, and walked into the school.

After a brief exchange, Chu Zihang learned that Xia Di had something to go back to his hometown today, and Lu Mingfei also learned that his senior brother was going to ask the dean about the past in the morning, and then agreed to have dinner after school at noon while everyone was there. , go to the peach blossom tree to have a look.

Time flew by and soon came to the morning recess. Chu Zihang relied on his immunity as a good student and skipped recess exercises. He came to the dean's office and stopped him who was about to go out to catch him during the recess. Director Yan, the student who fucked.

"You mean that boy Xia Di was dressed very seriously today, and he also said he was going back to his hometown. He's not sure when he'll be back?"

Chu Zihang was used to being direct and without courtesy. He went straight to the point and stated his purpose. He successfully attracted Director Yan's attention and called him into the office: "Come in first."

An old man and a young man were sitting in the office. Director Yan looked at Chu Zihang who was sitting upright and sighed: "I didn't expect that you and that boy Xia Di have a master-disciple relationship, and you are not afraid of misleading others."

"I learned a lot from Uncle Xia." Chu Zihang is an honest boy who can't lie and answers impartially.

Director Yan chuckled and took out a thick photo album from the drawer, which contained photos of all the classes he had taught so far.

Turning to the group photo of Class 12, Grade 1, Shilan Middle School in 1988, his wrinkled face showed a trace of emotion: "Xia Di at that time was not as out-of-the-box as she is now. She was the quietest student in the class."

Director Yan handed the photo album to Chu Zihang, and then slowly recounted the things about Xia Di in his memory.

The Bingshan boy took the photo album and found Master Xia by pressing the name at the bottom of the photo.

He was a boy who was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He had long hair that covered his eyebrows and wore a pair of big glasses. He was standing in the corner of the second-to-last row, with the person next to him holding his shoulders and looking expressionless. Pointing to scissor hands, dark eyes stared at the camera quietly.

Chu Zihang was a little surprised. Is the name really spelled correctly?

Master Xia, who smiles like the ultimate villain every day, can he have such an ordinary side that is ignored by everyone?

"The school regulations were not so strict at that time, and no one cared about his long hair. Although I said it several times, it was obvious that he turned a deaf ear to my words." Director Yan caught the flash of surprise in the young man's eyes and smiled. laugh:

"He was dressed like this throughout the first grade of junior high school. Later, when the second grade of junior high school started, he became more normal. Not only did he become more handsome and energetic, his academic performance improved and his athletic ability became much stronger. During the school sports meeting He actually won first place in the long jump.”

Chu Zihang looked at the group photo that was marked as the sports meeting of Class 12 of the second grade of junior high school. Master Xia in it had a clean and neat haircut, with the unique vigor of a young man. He smiled brightly, hugged the neck of others and gave a thumbs up to the camera. He looked quite good. He looks so cheerful now.

"Speaking of which, you are in the second grade of junior high school, but you must not learn from your master. He often tampered with ancient poems at that time, such as 'If a friend comes from afar, he will be killed even though he is far away', 'Sit up in shock when he is dying, and ask the guest with a smile. Where did it come from' and 'Men should strive for self-improvement and look yellow in the mirror'. I don't know what was in his mind. I was so angry that I punished him for a week on duty, but he still refused to change his ways."

Director Yan couldn't help laughing when he said this: "I remember at the parent-teacher meeting later, I asked his parents if something big happened during the summer vacation that made Xia Di's temperament change drastically. The answer he got was that he went to the river to save him. A drowning child almost hit me. From then on, I understood the true meaning of life and began to live every day seriously."

"Well, Uncle Xia is indeed a warm-hearted person." Chu Zihang nodded, which he couldn't deny.

"Later, he went all the way to high school. Although I was still teaching in the junior high school, I could hear news about him from other teachers and students from time to time. Basically, it was all in the limelight."

It involved some things like pretending to be slapped in the face, students' puppy love, and the school's dark history, but Director Yan didn't say anything about it. After all, it was personal privacy that was difficult to publicize.

"Later he went to a local university and was preparing to take the postgraduate entrance examination, but his parents suddenly had a car accident." The old man looked sad. Knowing that Chu Zihang was a mature child, he didn't shy away from anything: "I heard that It was raining heavily at night and it was dark and the road was slippery. The truck on the opposite side lost control and crashed into it. No one was spared."

Chu Zihang closed the photo album: "Then Uncle Xia is dressed so formally today..."

"Well, I should go back to my hometown to pay homage to my parents." Director Yan nodded. The student who came to Shilan Middle School to visit told him this, otherwise he might not know this.

The topic has almost ended here. Director Yan will definitely not take the initiative to mention things like campus ghost stories, and even if Chu Zihang asks, he may not answer, so the young man will not ask any more questions, thank you and turn around to leave.

Director Yan looked at Chu Zihang who nodded politely and closed the office door, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

Although this child looks cold, he is actually surprisingly caring. After a small change, he came to ask himself, is he really taking advantage of that kid Xia Di?

By the time Chu Zihang left the administration building, recess exercises were over, and he returned to his class among the bustling crowd.

Taking out a pen and paper to sketch, he began to sort out the information he had obtained.

In 1988, my parents didn’t even know each other at that time. It might be a little difficult to know the news from such a long time ago. You might have to ask the neighbors of your junior classmate.

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After school ended at noon, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang met in front of the faculty and staff dormitory building to avoid the crowds.

Chu Zihang told his junior brother everything he learned from the dean, and after he finished digesting it, the two began to divide the work.

Lu Mingfei, who was less skilled, was responsible for looking out, while Chu Zihang was responsible for climbing the tree to look for clues.

Before climbing up the tree, Chu Zihang took out two rings from his pocket and put them on his middle finger. Then he opened a little distance and started running. He kicked his sneakers on the tree trunk three or two times and used his strength to climb up to about two meters above the ground. trunk.

The peach blossom tree is not a leafy variety. If someone approaches, there is no way to hide it. Chu Zihang must fight quickly.

According to my junior classmate, anyone who is close to this tree will become a love brain, and someone will definitely leave traces on the tree.

Just like some people like to carve "xxx came here" on rocks and trees when traveling and hiking, boys and girls will inevitably leave imprints or marks on trees in order to commemorate their emotions.

But yesterday they walked around and found nothing, which means that either the traces have been "repaired" by the peach blossom tree, or the position has changed as the peach blossom tree has grown.

Chu Zihang walked around the trunk of the tree carefully searching for possible traces. As he climbed up, he found a piece of bark that had fallen off and had slight indentations, as if someone was carving words with a knife.

The young man was overjoyed, and then used his hands to move around to the location where the bark fell off. However, just as he moved his steps, he heard his junior brother whispering: "Oh no, senior brother, the dean is here."

The boy climbing the tree was startled when he heard this. He looked down at the distance between himself and the ground. He estimated that he could withstand the jump, so he continued climbing to see what the mark was.

When Lu Mingfei ran under the tree, Chu Zihang happened to see the simple acacia umbrella pattern where the bark fell off, and the two crooked Chinese characters.

"Xia?" The first time Chu Zihang saw the word, he thought of Master Xia, but he had no time to think about it. The dean was walking this way and he had to leave quickly.

As soon as his hands were released, the boy was about to roll vertically to the ground to relieve his strength. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hands left the trunk, a cold and hard claw grasped his wrist.

Chu Zihang raised his eyes and saw that the brown tree bark was twisted into a human face. Golden eyes exuding a coldness were staring at him, and a dead wood-like arm grabbed his wrist hard. He was pulled into the tree with such force that he couldn't break free.

Lu Mingfei, who was under the tree, looked up when he saw that his senior brother was still not coming down, but this look made him a little confused:

"Holy shit, grandma?"

As soon as he said this, another deadwood arm appeared at the bottom of the peach blossom tree, and while Lu Mingfei was distracted, he directly grabbed his arm. Then, a refreshing fragrance of flowers hit him, and the two teenagers lost their ability to resist at the same time and were dragged away. into the tree trunk.