Dragon Clan: Restart your life

After saying a few words, Chu Zihang continued to treat the wound.

He wiped the wound directly with an alcohol cotton ball. Although this was tantamount to making another cut on the wound, there was no better disinfectant than alcohol in the household medicine box.

After dyeing all the alcohol cotton balls red, the wound stopped bleeding.

Seeing his senior brother sweating profusely, biting his towel and looking exhausted without saying a word, Lu Mingfei praised in his heart that his senior brother is indeed a tough guy among tough guys!

Chu Zihang applied Yunnan Baiyao ointment on a piece of gauze, pressed it on the wound, and wrapped a bandage around his waist.

He put on a white shirt and tucked the hem into his belt so that the bandage was completely hidden. He looked normal in the mirror, except that his face was a little less coloured.

Finally, he put all the blood-stained cotton balls, tissues, syringes, and broken glass into his tennis bag, grabbed a towel and wiped away the blood on the ground, and finally checked every corner of the bathroom to make sure that no traces were left.

I don’t know when he developed this habit of erasing all traces at home. The Chu Zihang who lives in this house is a completely different person. He has nothing to do with Kassel College and has nothing special about him - obedient. , studies seriously, likes to play basketball, does not watch TV, likes to surf the Internet, and occasionally plays game consoles. Even the idols he likes are so-called "high-quality idols".

Sometimes Chu Zihang himself feels that such a person is as pale as a paper man, but his parents are quite proud that they have such a "high-quality offspring" who is like a paper man.

If they saw these bloody things, they would probably no longer be proud and would feel like they had raised a monster.

No one likes monsters. Even if monsters hide many things in their hearts, and their hearts are as deep and long as an ancient road, no one will explore them.

Chu Zihang didn't blame them. He deliberately put on a pale and good-looking side, just to hope that his parents would be happy.

It doesn't seem to matter whether they think they are true or false.

"Brother, what kind of person is your mother?" Lu Mingfei suddenly asked.

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, organized his words, and finally gave a four-word evaluation: "It's quite... carefree."

"Senior brother, you have never let her see you like this, right?"

Chu Zihang nodded silently.

Of course, she can't let her see herself like this, otherwise she will be worried and scared, or even be afraid that she gave birth to a monster.

"Senior brother, if one day the whole world forgets you, there will be two people in this world who still remember you."

Lu Mingfei said softly. At this moment, Chu Zihang turned around and saw his junior brother's deep and sad eyes.

The sadness was so heavy that it hit his heart directly, making him feel the same, and his heart clenched violently.

"Which two people?" he asked in a low voice.

"Of course the first person is your mother!" Lu Mingfei was thinking that your mother is also a hero among women. Even though she didn't have a good sleep just now, when it comes to facing her son, she has never been there in her life. There was no ambiguity.

Chu Zihang was silent, even if the whole world forgot him, would that woman not forget him?

But if possible...

He hoped it would be the opposite.

If the whole world cannot remember him, what does it have to do with him?

But if one day he dies on the road of revenge, in some dark corner where he can never go back, he hopes that his mother will completely forget about him and never try to find his footprints.

She just needs to live as carefree and heartless under the protection of "Dad" as she does now.

It is best to have a normal child with "Dad" if circumstances permit, and never have anything to do with the dragon clan.

Maybe this... is the best ending.

"Where's the second person? Is he dad?" Chu Zihang said in a hoarse voice.

That man was already dead, on that rainy night, on that elevated road that never ended.

"Me! Of course it's me, junior brother! The whole world has forgotten you, and I will never forget you, junior brother!"

The junior brother suddenly came up and winked, grabbed his shoulders with both hands and looked at him with affectionate eyes.

The junior fellow student with the sad and deep eyes suddenly disappeared, as if he had been brought back to his original form, out of line and unreliable.

Chu Zihang stood silently.

A soft spot in my heart was lightly knocked.

No one had ever promised him protection, and he grew up feeling like he had to take care of a lot of people.

But at this moment, there was a mischievous junior brother who promised him that even if the whole world forgot him, he would never forget him.

This feeling is a bit complicated, but it seems... not bad.

"Let's go, I'll get my passport, and you can hold the tennis bag for me. We're going to leave for the airport."

Chu Zihang handed over the tennis bag, turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Looking at the back of his senior brother "escape", Lu Mingfei stood with a smile.

Senior brother, we are really similar.

They are all so lonely, but they always regard the kindness from others as treasure, carefully warm themselves, and cherish the people around them...

But senior brother, you are much stronger than I used to be. I really envy you.

…

Chu Zihang took out his luggage, checked the validity of his passport and then went downstairs.

There is always a packed suitcase and a laptop bag in the bedroom, ready to go at any time.

He was always ready to go into battle at any time.

Mom was still sleeping on the sofa, just rolling around. Chu Zihang tucked the four corners of the blanket and sat next to her, silently looking at her face.

I haven't gone out to play all day today, so I haven't put on makeup. This makes the woman look older, with subtle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. A woman who was too beautiful when she was young and looks old after being drunk will make people feel a bit desolate.

It is really not easy to understand that such a woman is his mother.

The most reliable moment in her memory was when she gave birth to herself.

But according to the man, she also wanted to give up that time, saying that giving birth to a son would be painful, right? It's better to get rid of it.

Unfortunately, Chu Zihang was already eight months old at that time. The doctor seriously warned the woman that having an abortion at this time was pure suicide, so Chu Zihang saved his life.

Ever since Chu Zihang started to understand human speech, the woman would hold him in her arms and say, "It will hurt your mother to give birth to you. You must grow up quickly and protect your mother." On rainy days, she said that her mother is afraid of thunder, so she must grow up quickly. Oh, my protective mother. When she was still working in the dance troupe, she would always say when she came home that her mother had a hard time at work. She had to grow up quickly and earn money to take care of her... She was so fragile, she was so tired, she was so hard. too much……

Because it was so difficult for his mother, his mother didn’t come to the parent-teacher meeting, no one prepared lunch for him during the spring outing, and no one came to pick him up on rainy days. When he had a high fever... his mother was with him at that time, but she didn’t know how to take care of the fever. The child had no experience, so he neither gave him medicine nor drank water. Instead, he touched Chu Zihang's small forehead and asked, "Are you dizzy?" Mom, please sing a nice song to Zihang...

But Chu Zihang never blamed her.

Because my mother is already very, very good.

The rain rustled on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Chu Zihang sat quietly next to his mother.

The woman turned over and kicked him unconsciously. Chu Zihang covered the blanket that she had overturned again.

He is not worried about his mother waking up. Once she falls asleep, she doesn't get enough sleep and never wakes up.

Although I am no longer young, I always seem careless and careless. I only know how to drink, buy things, travel, and party with my aunts...

Her life was so good. There was a man who protected her before, and then another man also protected her. She didn't need to worry about her son, so she could live a life without heart or heart.

Lu Mingfei said before that even if everyone in the world forgets him, this woman will never forget him.

In view of the woman's various bad records, Chu Zihang had to be skeptical, but he believed it from the bottom of his heart.

His fingertips gently smoothed the corners of his mother's eyebrows. It seemed that he would not have a chance to say goodbye before leaving today.

If, he means if that day really comes...

I really died quietly somewhere in the world...

I hope you forget about me like everyone else.

Chu Zihang stared at the sleeping woman and whispered in his heart.

The door creaked.

Chu Zihang turned around, and his family's employee, Aunt Tong, wiped her hands with her apron and pushed the door in. Lu Mingfei was unexpectedly followed by him.

The two were chatting and laughing, and seemed to be having a very lively conversation.

"Zihang, this is your classmate. He told me that you have to catch a plane."

"Yes." Chu Zihang glanced at Lu Mingfei and said, "Aunt Tong, don't let her sleep in the living room in the future, or she will catch a cold."

"No, no, she just fell asleep." Aunt Tong said quickly, "She was cooking something in the kitchen just now and asked me to go to the supermarket to buy vinegar. I came back and watched her fall asleep."

"She cooks something?" Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment.

"Don't even hold the oil bottle when it falls" is like a saying tailor-made for my mother.

"Oops...she doesn't know how to use fire. Don't let anything happen in the kitchen!" Chu Zihang was shocked.

The two of them hurried into the kitchen, with Lu Mingfei following behind with interest.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I was greeted by a burning smell. The kitchen was filled with smoke, and the range hood was not turned on. If it were any thicker, the smoke alarm would go off.

Chu Zihang turned off the gas valve and opened all the windows. The smoke dissipated slightly. Aunt Tong took a pot that was burning black from the gas stove. This pot belonged to a set of stainless steel kitchenware imported from Germany and was used by Aunt Tong every day. Polished enough to be used as a mirror.

"What's this?"

Chu Zihang covered his nose and saw that the pot was completely burnt and charred. He couldn't see what was being cooked.

Probably Aunt Anne took her to some fashionable kitchen training class again, which made her eager to try her cooking skills.

This is not the first time that my mother has gone to such a class. A group of fashionably dressed aunts were taught by the chef how to cook, either "coconut protein king crab with Tingback family Alsace Pinot Grigio dry white", or It's "roasted pork with tiger palm fungus and green plums paired with Chateau Gironon Royal Dry Red". I'll practice it for Chu Zihang when I get back.

Every time Chu Zihang faced a pile of vague objects in a porcelain plate, he would pick a small piece with the tip of a fork, bite it, and then suggest, Mom, why don't you try it too?

My mother always cried and said after tasting it, what I made in class was clearly not the same thing!

Chu Zihang understood why it was completely different.

Someone washes and prepares the vegetables, and a chef stands behind you to tell you how long to fry and how many times to fry. Even the Shaanbei man who sells roujiamo outside the community can make authentic French dishes.

"I understand, your mother is cooking dumplings!" Aunt Tong patted her thigh.

Chu Zihang was stunned.

Cook dumplings?

"Stop the horse dumplings and sell the horse noodles. Your mother is cooking dumplings for you to eat." Aunt Tong said seriously, "She is from Shaanxi, isn't she?"

Chu Zihang subconsciously touched his heart, and a small area deep inside trembled slightly.

He turned to look at the central island of the kitchen. Flour was scattered on the stainless steel panel used to prepare salads, and a thick rolling pin lay horizontally...

No wonder I asked Aunt Tong to buy vinegar. It turned out that she was eating dumplings.

Put on the dumplings and put on the noodles. Before leaving home, I want to eat a bowl of dumplings before leaving. I think this dish was passed down from my grandma.

“Handmade dumplings stuffed with celery and pork stuffed with 2010 selected Zhenjiang balsamic vinegar”?

No wonder she didn't go out today, Chu Zihang thought silently, thinking it was because of the rain...

He took a piece of brown dough from the pot and stuffed it into his mouth. The terrible smell made him cough violently several times. There was a burnt smell in his nostrils, as if it had just been used as a chimney.

"If you can't eat it anymore, just throw it away." Chu Zihang said softly.

He washed his hands silently.

He didn't know why he suddenly thought of that man.

Every time I think about it, I feel like that man's life is ridiculous. He always says things like "I actually only know how to drive." But it's not until the end that his terrible pedigree is revealed.

In fact, if you use that kind of bloodline, you will have many things at your fingertips, that kind of bloodline that is above the world and kills people like cud dogs.

When you have the power to easily destroy an individual into ashes, do you really care about its existence?

Yes.

That man still liked his mother so much that he hid his bloodline and acted like a child to please his mother.

Kassel Academy has been teaching "Blood Mourning" continuously since the introductory course.

The reason why all mixed races come together spontaneously is because of the loneliness caused by blood. Your blood determines your ability to be incompetent in the world, and you can only hug each other for warmth.

Just like ordinary geniuses, they can live a good life, but geniuses among geniuses are often labeled as madmen and imprisoned in mental hospitals.

Thinking of this, Chu Zihang suddenly looked up and saw his junior brother in the reflection of the glass window.

Lu Mingfei was leaning in front of the burning pot, watching the masterpiece of the middle school hero Ms. Su Xiaoyan with a look of admiration on his face.

According to this logic, junior brother should be an accident, right?

Chu Zihang thought silently in his heart.

"Aunt Tong, remember to remind my mother to drink milk every day."

Chu Zihang opened the refrigerator and took out a box of milk to show to Aunt Tong.

"Just buy this three-yuan low-fat milk. She won't drink the rest. Just add a sugar cube, microwave it on low heat for five minutes, and watch her drink it every night before going to bed."

He skillfully prepared the milk and put it in the microwave, and set the time, "Wait for five minutes after heating, and then ask her to get up and drink."

"I know, I know, it's the same as before." Aunt Tong said.

She didn't quite understand Chu Zihang's habit, and she went through this procedure again every time before going abroad. When Chu Zihang was not at home, she would always heat milk, and he had long been proficient in this procedure.

"I will park the car in the airport parking lot, stuff the car keys and parking card in the glove box, and ask the driver at home to bring the spare keys to pick them up."

Chu Zihang paused and said, "I'm leaving."

"The milk hasn't been heated yet... Zihang, please tell your mother later..."

"I'm not used to saying goodbye to people... Every time I see her off... she'll kiss me fiercely..." Chu Zihang paused, "Anyway, I'll be back during the winter vacation."

He wiped his hands, picked up the suitcase, and disappeared into the rain with his junior brother.