Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

When I was writing this paragraph, the fat cat at home was circling my calf. The soft and soft touch made me want to think about beautiful things, so I started writing.

Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin.

But for your sake, I still ponder it.

Every phrase can make people imagine so many stories that happened in spring or summer. Looking back at the first time I met that stupid and bad boy in the screening room, ten years have passed.

So when do we start?

Just from ten years ago.

Oh, I was fifteen years old and a freshman in high school.

I was born in a small county, and the first half of my boyhood was very similar to Chu Zihang's, I mean we have similar families. My mother was a very beautiful person when she was young, and my father was a full-time driver who drove the big shots in the CBD of the coastal city. It was very chaotic at that time, and he often had a small ax in his car. I still remember that it was a small axe. A Porsche.

I sometimes go out with my father. The boss is a big shot in Taiwan or Hong Kong, and they are all very good people.

One day, a very slender and beautiful girl left Teacher Jiang Nan's "Dragon" on the back seat of that car. I still remember it fresh in my mind. There was a bookmark made of red rose specimens in the book. The faint fragrance always comes out when I turn the pages of the book.

Not just floral.

And the fragrance of that girl is very unique. I think it is the smell of love, because some people say that only when you meet a girl you like, you will be attracted to the body fragrance of that girl, and only you. I can smell that girl's scent.

It's a pity that I never saw her again. I feel very regretful. I also deeply feel that I am not a man like Caesar. I will pursue whoever I like no matter where she is.

I read back along the bookmark the girl had put down, and then started from the beginning again.

Later I took it back to the small county town and shared it with my friends. To put it bluntly, they are all very interesting people. There is a guy we call him Zamao. I don’t remember the original reason. I just remember that this guy likes to play the role of Caesar and often shouts about the strength of men’s friendship. Like King Kong, he was a very average person when he was young. He got married last year.

It seems that everyone likes that book very much, because everyone in the small county thinks that they are Lu Mingfei, so everyone hopes that Shuai Zai can become tough one day, because when he becomes tough, we will think that we will become tough too.

All our expectations for Lu Mingfei are our expectations for ourselves.

All our anger and hatred towards Lu Mingfei are our anger and hatred towards ourselves.

So do I.

But as I grew up, I gradually realized that I was neither Caesar nor Chu Zihang. At first, like everyone else, I thought I was a loser like Lu Mingfei, but later I discovered that I was not.

I am not Lu Mingfei.

Of course he will have a red-haired senior sister who drives a Ferrari like a sharp angel to pull him out of hell, and of course there will be a little monster in Umezu Temple Town with flickering lights in his eyes to hug him tightly.

I have nothing.

To be honest, Teacher Jiangnan is probably the same.

In comparison, we are more like the kid in the Ultraman pose that Zhao Menghua saw in BJ Nibelungen.

We are all little kids, and we all like Ultraman.

On August 19, 2019, I took a train from Osaka to Umezuji Town to look for traces of the Dragon Clan, but I didn’t find them. Nowadays, Umezuji Town is deserted. The Umezuji Town where Lu Mingfei and Eriki watched the sunset was the Umezuji Town 20 years ago. There are very few people there anymore. The Ferris wheel has long been dismantled, and the cliff where they watch the sunset has been abandoned because someone jumped into the sea. It was sealed off, leaving only the parking lot and the beach at dusk.

I was a little disappointed, but from then on I hoped that Teacher Jiangnan could finish telling the story of the bad boy as soon as possible.

Because although I had long thought that Lu Mingfei and I were the same people, seeing his growth still seemed to me like I was seeing my own growth. We both locked ourselves up in the red well of Tama River in Tokyo, waiting for someone or The redemption of a certain story.

In the end, I couldn't wait, which was very sad.

So following the teacher's "But for the sake of you", I wrote the story "I've been pondering it to this day".

In the beginning, this was just a manuscript. It was not even intended to be posted online or for others to see. My friends shared the first few pages of this manuscript and found it very interesting. They told me that I should disappoint more people. I saw it, so I wrote it.

I hope readers here can understand my feelings when I wrote every word of this book. It was a wonderful experience.

At the end of writing, I have gone home. Ten years ago, my father saved some money and opened two very small factories in Guangdong. His life was quite prosperous. Now I am learning how to manage these industries, but I often I still think about Tokyo on a rainy night, and I think about what I would do if it were me.

I have no idea.

Because I am also a coward, and we are all cowards.

PS: It will be on the shelves tomorrow. In fact, the score of this book is very average, but I still plan to finish it, just to put an end to some things that I am obsessed with.

The first thing is to ask for the first order.

Then I will write a single chapter tomorrow or in the next few days. Thanks to the slightly larger number of readers who have generously contributed to this book during this period, I will have to read it one by one.

In fact, I read the comments section and listen to the readers’ appeals, but it would be too boring if everyone knew the ending, wouldn’t it?