Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Smith stood on the top floor of the tallest hotel on the island.

Below is the shallow grass that has been blown low by the sea breeze, bending down like waves.

He leaned against the wooden fence. The island town under the sunset had a unique flavor. He liked the atmosphere here very much, whether it was the streets filled with sunset or the bustling crowds.

Some stories happened, but they did not affect this island town at all.

The people on this island can always forget all the unpleasant things. Just like the weather here, they are always enthusiastic and always maintain hope and enthusiasm for life.

He liked this quality.

Maybe it's because he never had one.

Many years have passed, but he still can't forget what happened back then, and who he was back then.

The vast majority of members of the Presbyterian Church should be like him. They try to forget the past, but on this track, they have never outperformed the past, and naturally they cannot forget it.

Smith stood by the wooden railing and blew in the sea breeze until the night was deep, then he took advantage of the darkness and flew into the night sky towards the castle on the other side.

The fountain behind the iron gate is flowing continuously, and the flower bed on the left is extremely lush in this midsummer. Smith has never seen such a huge begonia flower, and it is undoubtedly a new variant.

But this doesn’t matter. In the earliest times, dragons were creatures like creators. Dragon blood can nurture and give birth to all kinds of creatures. What’s more, this was done by His Majesty himself. No matter how miraculous it is, it is reasonable. middle.

Standing under the lush bushes, Smith's eyes suddenly moved, and he reached into the bushes and saw a pink and white envelope with an invitation inside.

He held the invitation and hesitated for a long time before opening it with complicated feelings.

Inside the invitation, there was a blooming crabapple flower, and in the invitee column, the word "Smith" was written.

Smith slowly raised his head and exhaled a long breath in the night.

He suddenly laughed out loud, then bent down, laughing loudly, and the laughter became more and more hearty.

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The morning sun is flowing through the city streets, and the rising morning light is shining in the cafe. The man by the window has been sitting in silence from two days ago to now.

Hasai took his own coffee and bread, sat down opposite the man, and said helplessly: "Your Excellency Mars, you really have nowhere to go, so don't stay here with me."

Mars remained silent, without saying a word, quietly looking at the flow of people and traffic outside the window.

Hasai took a bite of bread and said vaguely: "By the way, there is your express delivery at the door. Take it yourself."

Mars was unmoved.

"Sent from His Majesty."

Mars stood up and walked toward the door.

Hasai curled his lips and muttered, "Isn't this deaf..."

Mars came to the mailbox at the door of the cafe and opened the green patent leather mailbox cover of some period. There was a pink and white envelope with a pink and white cherry blossom on it.

This season, no matter how late the cherry blossoms are, they should wither.

Mars caressed the petals and opened the envelope.

He stood next to the mailbox in front of the cafe. The rays of the morning sun shone slantly from the horizon at the end of the street. The dazzling sunlight made him squint his eyes, and he could not see the fonts on it clearly.

Mars was suddenly in a trance.

The warm sunshine made him feel as if he had returned to that morning long ago, the time when dragons were dancing.

Many years have passed, and he still has not been able to get rid of the trouble and regret of that day.

There are only two simple sentences on the letter paper.

【You have done a good job. 】

[Perhaps, you should come to our wedding. 】

Mars slowly closed the letter, raised his head, and looked towards the sun.

The sun, which had not yet shown its scorching heat in the early morning but was still piercing the eyes, was rising slowly.

Have you done a good job?

Also, if Frisis's usurpation of the throne was His Majesty's plan, wouldn't his mistake have been within His Majesty's expectation?

Your Majesty is still not as good at comforting people as ever.

"By the way..." Hasai poked his head out of the cafe and said mysteriously, "You probably haven't heard of it yet, right?"

Mars was in a bad mood after his thoughts were interrupted. He looked back at the junior expressionlessly.

"Do you know why His Majesty suddenly wants to get married?" Hasai said with a strange expression.

Mars said nothing.

Is this difficult to understand?

The cycle of tribulations representing the doomsday has been eradicated, the world has returned to peace, and all tragedies and regrets have been healed by His Majesty's supreme power to reverse the line of cause and effect. Isn't it time to get married and be joyful at this time?

"Rumors say, the reason why His Majesty is suddenly in a hurry to get married is because the queen-to-be...is pregnant!"

Got it?

have what……

Mars' body stiffened inch by inch, his pupils suddenly dilated, lighting up with dazzling gold, and the aura that exploded overturned the entire street!

"Mars, I'm your uncle! Why do you want me to open a coffee shop on this street in the future?! Your Majesty has made a statement before, please let us veterans stay calm and not disturb the human world..."

An angry voice came from the flying dust.

In the diffuse dust, a ferocious and sacred figure soared into the sky.

The shock in Mars's heart overwhelmed other distractions. He didn't even know what he was doing, let alone how to face His Majesty, otherwise he would have been sitting there for two days, but the instinct from his blood told him , Don't think too much at this time, the meaning of "Prince" is as great as heaven!

Fortunately, his remaining sanity released a word spirit similar to Mingzhao, achieving visual invisibility and covering his figure.

this day.

The originally peaceful Chicago suddenly sounded a shrill and shrill air defense siren. The air defense weapons deployed around the city pulled down their camouflage cloth, and swarm-like missiles began to form a dense network.

Fortunately, they did not find the enemy. The radar had clearly captured the enemy's figure, but the opponent seemed to be truly invisible.

…

"What's going on over there in Chicago? Is there going to be a war?"

After working all night, Professor Manstein, who had just returned to his dormitory and was ready to rest, rushed to the central control room in his pajamas, wiping sweat and looking horrified.

"The crisis has been resolved. The Chicago prevention and control system failed to find the intruder. It was confirmed that the intruder was a dragon and possessed a spiritual spirit similar to Mingzhao. He is currently missing and is suspected of sneaking into Chicago." Norma said meticulously.

Manstein was not relieved because the crisis was over. He frowned and said, "Why is it the Dragon Clan again? And this person is so public, is he afraid that he will not be discovered?"

There was anger and complaint in his tone, which had been building up over the past few days.

Since the day before yesterday, the surveillance cameras deployed by Cassel College in Chicago have gradually noticed that many dragons with extremely high bloodlines have entered the Chicago area.

Some people even sneaked into the school and wandered around the student dormitory area.

If he hadn't known that these guys could no longer cause harm, Cassel would have been on full alert.

Manstein said weakly: "Let's not talk about Lu Mingfei and Eli Yi. Is Fingel not back yet?"

"No news has come back from Fingel yet," Norma said in a dull voice.

Manstein rubbed his eyebrows, always feeling that since EVA's personality was separated, Norma seemed more dull than before...

I don’t know what’s going on with EVA.

Manstein sighed, wishing them all the best and returning hand in hand.

"Guderian hasn't come to work yet?" Manstein asked suddenly.

"Professor Guderian is still in the laboratory." Norma said.

Manstein's eyebrows instantly darkened and he said, "Why is he still in the laboratory?"

"Professor Guderian seems to have forgotten to be on duty today." Norma said.

Manstein took a deep breath and told himself to calm down and not get angry because of that idiot...

"Where's Schneider?" he asked suppressing his anger.

"Professor Schneider went to meet the students who were trapped under the ice eight years ago."

Manstein was startled, then sighed again and sat down with his nightcap on his head.

"Professor Manstein, are you on duty today?" Norma asked.

"Of course not!" Manstein said with a bad look, "Notify the Commission for Discipline Inspection and ask them to tie Guderian from the laboratory to the main control room!"

"OK."

The main control room suddenly became quiet, and Manstein knew that Norma had sent someone to "kidnap" Guderian.

After a while of silence, Manstein felt that he was about to fall asleep. He raised his eyelids and said, "Norma, is that true?"

"Excuse me, what are you talking about?"

"It's... about Lu Mingfei and Eli Yi." Manstein hesitated.

"If you are referring to the recent rumors, then 90% of them are true, because there are hundreds of entries related to naming that Lu Lincheng and his wife recently searched on the school network."

"...It's so fast." Manstein sighed softly, "We old guys are really getting old. It's time to step aside and let the young people."

"Professor Manstein, the legal retirement age for men in the United States is 65. You still have a long time to burn yourself." Norma said.

Manstein silently touched his thinning hair.

Norma in the past would not be so straightforward...

He was a little tired and asked: "How are the preparations for the wedding going? Where are they planning to set it?"

"The venue for the first wedding has been set on the Kassel campus, which will take place in seven days. Comprehensive emergency preparations are currently underway."

"In such a hurry?" Manstein asked in surprise.

"Mr. Lu Lincheng said that seven days will be an auspicious day."

"...Besides Caesar and Chu Zihang, are there anyone else participating?" Manstein rubbed his brows.

"It's unclear whether Fingal can catch up."

"This will be a grand wedding." Manstein's eyes were dazed, and he actually felt a sense of anticipation in his heart.

"Norma, where do you think the school should go from here?" he asked suddenly.

"Your question is very similar to the topic proposed by Professor Guderian recently."

"Really? Forget it, let the young people deal with this headache."

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New York, Rockefeller Center.

This limestone building is more than 70 years old and is a typical cosmopolitan style, combining glitz, elegance and majesty. The building is packed with first-class hotels, top private clubs and some specialized institutions that serve the wealthy class, such as Christie's, the world's largest art auction house, and Soth \u0026 Associates.

At this time, on the top terrace of Rockefeller Center, in a huge space of about 7,000 square meters, more than a hundred sets of wedding dresses made by world-class designers are standing here, making people dazzled and lose their mind. For example, they shouted "This dress" I want it," "I want this one too!", "And this one," "This one, this one..." A certain lady.

Chu Zihang walked among the white clouds of gauze, and the wedding planner introduced by Caesar beside him smiled brightly and reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Chu, Ms. Xia has selected 19 sets of wedding dresses."

Chu Zihang's cell phone suddenly rang. He took out his cell phone and turned aside, looking at the text message on it, and said casually: "Don't worry about her, we will settle the bill. Caesar asked me to ask you, have you prepared the wedding he needs? Plan?"

The planner who had been smiling just now suddenly became sad: "Mr. Chu, you know, time is really tight. Although we have the best top planners and teams, it is difficult to come up with six ideas in one month." Ten top weddings…”

Chu Zihang understood: "It's hard for you. What Caesar means is that you don't need to design sixty top-notch weddings at the same time, you just need to prepare them before he arrives at the location of the next wedding."

Planner: "..."

After a long while, the planner said weakly: "Excuse me, is Mr. Caesar's plan to travel around the world on a sailboat serious?"

Chu Zihang said tactfully: "This is most likely true. Originally, as the head of the family, he did not have this time, but he argued hard and asked the family for three years at the cost of their husband and wife three years later. He will leave a little Caesar to the family."

The planner's vision went dark, which meant that he would go with him on a sailboat through the Somali waters where pirates are prevalent.

"Senior brother! Senior brother!" Xia Mi's enthusiastic voice came from the front.

Chu Zihang apologized and walked towards Xia Mi.

"What do you think of this?"

The gorgeous white gauze dress was held up in front of her by Xia Mi. Chu Zihang suddenly wondered: "Why do you suddenly like white so much? All the wedding dresses you picked just now seem to be white?"

Xia Mi blinked: "Didn't I tell you? Senior Brother Lu paid for our wedding."

Chu Zihang looked confused.

He thought how could his junior brother have such money? Although everyone no longer needs to worry about money, but he insisted that his junior brother take out the money immediately and sell him...

I guess it can, after all, the Dragon Clan is very rich, and there are quite a few Dragon Clan who are willing to spend this money.

Xia Mi wrinkled his nose and hummed: "This is what he said last year, and he would spend his own money to organize a grand wedding for us." (Chapter 148)

Naturally, Chu Zihang didn't know what Xia Mi was talking about, nor did he know that last autumn, when he took a plane all the way north to approach the girl's city, the girl attended the wedding of her brother next door and witnessed the thrilling behavior of the girl on the stage. Beautiful; before going to the underground Nibelungen, I stopped at a wedding photography shop. The long white gauze dress in the window was as beautiful as a dream...

Xia Mi did not explain. She stood in front of the mirror, her white wedding dress reflected in front of her. The girl in the mirror was bright and radiant.

Yuanfeng passed by the terrace, drawing circles around Xia Mi's hair and Yingying's waist. She slowly turned her head to look, with countless lines printed in her eyes——

That's the silhouette of the wind.

The wind in her memory blew through the vast wilderness, and those intricate and devastated pictures were slowly filled with soft sunlight. The distant timeline gradually sank into the depths of the sea in her memory, and a kind of overwhelming power flowed through her. heart.

She suddenly turned around and said loudly:

"Chu Zihang, let's get married!"

Chu Zihang was stunned. Didn't they already decide to hold a wedding together next week?

He looked up and saw the girl's shining eyes.

Yes, this is the girl he likes.

Never showing weakness, even if survival and fate are so cruel, they still stubbornly pursue what they want, and now, they have found each other.

Under the sun, Chu Zihang took a step forward and lowered his head as if to kiss her lips.

"Okay, thank you for choosing me."

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"Really, here is your letter!"

The tall Asian girl hurriedly walked over with a book in her arms and took the letter that her roommate had brought for her. She wanted it immediately and had no time to open this letter from someone who didn't know who it was.

This is the Brera Academy of Fine Arts in Milan, the top art palace in Italy.

It’s been half a semester since I came here, and I really haven’t adapted to the life here yet.

To be honest, when she received the invitation from this university, she thought it was a dream and could not believe that she could enter this college.

She didn’t even send an application form to an Italian university.

But she got the invitation anyway.

Italy is a very gentle city, and I really met many kind and good people here.

After arriving at the Brera Academy of Fine Arts, she asked the Academic Affairs Office privately. The teacher said that someone actually recommended her to the school. She was a respectable art master. Although she did not know why she was recommended, the school would not recommend her. Missing the opinion of a master.

I really went to visit that master. She was a kind old woman. When I saw her, I was confused at first. After learning the purpose of her visit, she smiled meaningfully, stroked her hair, and said: She is a lucky girl, Italy can become her second home at any time.

Yes, ever since I met that Onmyoji and picked up the copper coin he dropped, I really became a "lucky girl".

It was as if the world had opened its door to her, and there was no longer hot summer or cold winter behind it.

The roommate outside the dormitory door urged me to hurry up, otherwise I would be late, and complained that Professor Karl was too strict...

Zhen responded quickly and was about to put the envelope on the table. On the way, he glanced at the sender.

When she saw the signed name, her eyes widened.

The joy of "reunion" instantly filled her chest.

She felt like she was about to jump.

The signature was "You still owe me one copper coin."

It's...that Mr. Onmyoji!

With a sparkle in his eyes, Zhen opened the letter quickly, completely forgetting about his roommate who was waiting outside to urge him.

The letter contained a plane ticket and a letter of paper.

There is only one sentence on the letter——

[Perhaps, you will be willing to take the special plane we have booked for you to attend our wedding]

Gugugu, Gugugu, Gugugu~