When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

In a black BMW 530i, Su Xiaoqiang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was lost in thought as he stared at the words "Are you there?" that he sent out on the screen of his mobile phone.

It's been an hour and a half, no reply for a whole hour and a half.

What is he doing?

Su Xiaoqiang wanted to make a phone call, but she didn't think it was appropriate. Besides, she didn't seem to have any reason to call.

"Xiaoqiang, what are you staring at the screen at? Are you chatting with your little boyfriend again?"

Margarida asked her daughter in the back seat of the car.

"No!"

Su Xiaoqiang turned off the screen and denied it.

"Daughter, you used to let me sit in the passenger seat while you and mom sat in the back seat," Su Tiancheng said helplessly, "You just squeezed me out of the passenger seat today. Who doesn't know that you don't want to Something for us to see.”

"I just want to change my taste and watch the scenery from the passenger seat!"

Su Xiaoqiang argued.

"You've walked the road to your grandma's house countless times, what else is there to see?" Su Tiancheng didn't believe a word he said, and said earnestly, "I'm not against you dating boys, I just want to meet him. It’s just a boy named Lu Mingfei, can’t do this?”

"As long as that boy is good enough, we will never stop you," Margareta "encouraged", "Daughter, you have to have confidence in your vision. Are you still worried about the boy you chose? A request?”

"Who knows what requests you all have..." Su Xiaoqiang muttered in his heart, and then said, "I told you that I don't like anyone, but you are overthinking it."

"Daughter, you have to have confidence in your own vision. And if this boy can be approved by me and your mother, we can take him to meet your grandma. Maybe she will be very happy too."

Su Tiancheng persuaded him earnestly.

"Happy? Don't make grandma's body even worse when the time comes," Su Xiaoqiang retorted, "Grandma's health is getting worse and worse now. You tell her that her precious granddaughter has a boyfriend since she was a freshman in high school. , what should I do if she gets angry?"

"Your grandma is not that old-fashioned. Your father and I also fell in love when I was a freshman in high school. Your grandparents told me that as long as my grades don't deteriorate, they won't care." Su Tiancheng said, "What age was I in? What age are you now? ?They didn’t care about me in those days, and your grandma won’t care about you now.”

"As long as that boy is good enough," Margareta added, then raised her carefully groomed dark brown eyebrows, stretched out her hand to pinch the soft flesh of Su Tiancheng's waist, "I told you not to mention those things about your past in front of me. Girlfriend!”

"Hiss... there are not many, there are only two in total... hiss! It hurts, it hurts! Wife, spare your life!"

Ignoring her parents who were flirting like a young couple behind her, Su Xiaoqiang turned on the phone screen, looked at the three words "Lu Mingfei" displayed at the top, hesitated for a while, and sent a message.

"I'm going to see grandma with my parents today, so I won't go to Wangyouju in the evening."

…

Outside Chu Zihang's villa, Lu Mingfei was carrying a schoolbag and handed Chu Zihang a neatly stacked stack of books and notebooks that looked as new as if they had never been used before.

"Senior brother, these are the books and notes you lent me. I have read them all," Lu Mingfei said, "Thank you, senior brother."

"It's okay," Chu Zihang shook his head, paused and added, "If you don't remember it completely, you can return it later. I'm not in a hurry to use it."

"Don't worry, senior brother, I've memorized everything," Lu Mingfei freed his hands after handing the book to Chu Zihang, patting his chest and said, "I still have some confidence in my memory."

"Uh...and this," Lu Mingfei took off his schoolbag, unzipped it, and took out four or five identical small notebooks. "These are the notes I took myself. Some of them are the same as yours, senior brother." The notes don’t overlap, so I don’t know if they will be helpful to you.”

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, then held a stack of books firmly with one hand and took Lu Mingfei's notes with the other hand.

"Thank you. I'll return it to you after reading it."

Chuzi Channel.

Although Lu Mingfei's grades did not seem to be very good according to his understanding, Chu Zihang never used stereotypes to evaluate a person. Since Lu Mingfei gave him the notes and he accepted them, he had already When you're ready, go back and read it carefully.

"It's okay," Lu Mingfei waved his hand and said, "This note is mainly to thank you, senior brother, for lending me the book. It doesn't matter if you don't return it. I've already memorized it all."

"Um."

Chu Zihang nodded.

If the people having this conversation were two normal people, then this should be regarded as a "verbal confrontation" full of treachery, hypocrisy, and gunpowder. But for Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, this was just normal. Just a conversation.

"Since everything has been handed over to you, senior brother, I'll leave now," Lu Mingfei zipped up his schoolbag and carried it on his back, "I'll treat you to dinner next time we meet as a thank you."

"Let me treat you," Chu Zihang said, "You treated me last time, so I treat it as a return gift."

"Uh... that's okay," Lu Mingfei nodded, "Then I'll go first?"

"See you."

Chu Zihang nodded and had no intention of inviting Lu Mingfei to his home.

Lu Mingfei didn't expect that this cold-faced senior brother with a cold face and a warm heart would be polite to him. Besides, he really didn't want to go to other people's homes. If senior brother Chu's parents were at home, although he was not timid when facing his elders, he would It is inevitable that you will feel uncomfortable.

"Goodbye, senior brother."

Lu Mingfei said goodbye to Chu Zihang and turned to leave. Chu Zihang also turned to go home.

…

Chu Zihang's home.

Putting the notes given by Lu Mingfei on the pile of books, Chu Zihang held the pile of books in one hand, opened the door with the other, took off his shoes, closed the door and walked into the living room.

"Come back?" Lu Tianming, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, looked up at his son, adjusted his glasses, and asked with some confusion, "Didn't you go out to find your classmates? Why are you back so soon?"

"He came to return the book, gave it to me at the door and then left."

Chu Zihang held a stack of books.

"You're leaving? Why don't you invite people to come in and sit down? It's rare for your friends to come and play with you. Are you worried that your mother and I will be uncomfortable in your class?"

Lu Tianming asked.

Chu Zihang nodded.

"I will go out to watch the opera with your mother later when she has finished putting on her makeup. After the opera, we will also have dinner on the way. We won't be back until around eight or nine in the evening." Lu Tianming put down the newspaper and said, "Your classmate can wait. We’ll come back after we leave.”

Chu Zihang's family is a reorganized family. His father Lu Tianming and mother Su Xiaoyan have each been divorced once.

Su Xiaoyan's reason for divorce was that Chu Zihang's biological father was too unreliable and could not give her and Chu Zihang a stable future, so after the divorce, she married Lu Tianming, a business tycoon in the city.

The reason for Lu Tianming's last wife was exactly the opposite, because he was too reliable - this workaholic man had been busy with work after marriage and neglected his wife. Although the business was booming, he neglected to have emotional contact with his wife. , and eventually his wife divorced him.

Because of this, after remarrying Su Xiaoyan, he attached great importance to his family and took one day every week to accompany his wife Su Xiaoyan and stepson Chu Zihang.

Today, Chu Zihang is previewing his knowledge for the third year of high school and is not planning to go out. He will only take his wife out to watch the opera and have dinner later.

"Make up? It should take another half an hour."

Hearing that his mother was putting on makeup, Chu Zihang said calmly.

"That's right." Thinking about his wife's makeup efficiency, Lu Tianming was a little helpless, "Then invite him to your house next time. You are excellent in every aspect at your age, and there is no need for me and your mother. Worry. I just have too few close friends. I have never had any good friends, let alone come to play at home. You should make more friends. "

"Yeah," Chu Zihang nodded obediently, "I'll invite him to my house another day."

While talking, Chu Zihang noticed a brightly colored leaflet on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

He put the book on the coffee table and picked up the leaflet.