Volume 2 Hello, Xia Mi Chapter 138 Bloodline Theory (Part 3)
He grabbed his coat, stood up and opened the door.
The girl as clear as water stood obediently outside the door, holding a thermos in both hands, her hair lazily draped down with tiny curls at the ends. She was wearing a tank top under the dark green school uniform of Kassel College, her collarbone was clearly visible. It looked like she was originally planning to wash up and go to bed, but suddenly remembered that she had something to do, so she simply put on a coat and went out. This could be seen from the slippers on her feet.
"Good evening, senior brother." Lu Mingfei nodded and bowed politely.
In fact, she had planned to dress more formally. After all, she couldn't act like an old married couple before getting married. She dared to meet Chu Zihang directly in a homely style. But Xia Mi stopped her from changing clothes and said, "Don't wear more clothes when you go to see him like this!" Ling also agreed with this. The so-called little tricks of girls are so many and so subtle that they are only shown to the people they want to see, and no one else can see them.
"Why is it you?" Chu Zihang was very surprised. Kassel College has a mixed-gender building, with one floor for girls and the other for boys. It is very common, not as clearly divided as in domestic universities, so it is very normal for campus couples to visit each other late at night. If a girl knocks on her boyfriend's door and asks to go out for a walk together, there will definitely be a group of wolf cubs behind her whistling to see her off.
But Chu Zihang's dormitory building and Lu Mingfei's are not in the same building, and there is quite a distance between them, so such a door-to-door delivery can only be said to be a bit deliberate .
"Don't you welcome me?" Lu Mingfei tilted her head and pretended to be angry.
"That's not what I meant. I'm just surprised to see you here at this time." Chu Zihang explained.
Thinking back to when they pretended to be a couple for three months, they didn't knock on the door to meet each other in the dormitory. At most, they just agreed to meet downstairs for dinner. Now that they were suddenly attacked, Chu Zihang was a little uncomfortable.
"I came here on a whim. I won't come here to bother you by knocking on your door at a fixed time every day." Lu Mingfei held the thermos bucket high. "I heard that you had a sore throat, so I came here specially to bring you some Tremella fuciformis porridge."
If Chu Zihang was a charming man like Caesar, he would have known that there was something fishy going on. No matter how popular a campus male god is, he would not let the whole school know about his minor illness. The so-called "I heard" was just an excuse. In fact, the girl knew everything because she was interested. Fortunately, he was a fool, which made it very convenient for Lu Mingfei to lie to him without worry. Anyway, he could not think of that.
"Thank you." Chu Zihang took the thermos, neither opened it to look at it nor put it back. He just held it in his hand and stood at the door staring at Lu Mingfei. At this moment, he really didn't know what to say to thank her, but he felt that saying nothing would be inappropriate. He could only stand here and use his emotional intelligence, which was not good at turning around.
"Won't you invite me in to sit down?" Lu Mingfei spoke first. "I'm bringing you porridge so late at night. You should let me drink some water and rest for a while, and then watch you finish it so I can take it back, right?"
Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, and quickly made way. He really didn't expect this. Although the man surnamed Chu was usually an excellent student with impeccable manners, his brain would short-circuit when facing girls, because the brain circuits of girls were really difficult for him to understand.
The door closed behind him, but it opened Lu Mingfei's heart, and her heart was beating wildly.
This was the first time in her life that she entered a boy's living space. She was curious about even the simplest things, such as plain vinyl slippers, minimalist Nordic-style decorations, Chu Zihang's coat and a hat that he had never worn hanging on the coat rack, and neatly arranged tofu blocks on the bed.
The back view of the senior brother wearing only a black T-shirt was so strong and powerful that the air was filled with the scent of male hormones... It really made the innocent girl Xiaolu feel amorous and wanted to throw herself into his arms and ask those arms to hold her tightly. As for the following plot, a man and a woman were alone in a room in the middle of the night. It is natural to omit 7,800 words. After all, it was Mr. Nine Times a Night!
Go straight, go straight, go straight, go straight. Lu Mingfei kept telling herself all the way from 303, and she chanted these four words as if they were the bible to deal with Chu Zihang. It was a bit like a monk chanting "Namo Amitabha" while walking. If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have the courage to go into the dragon's den alone. Everyone knew that Chu Zihang was a good kid with a brilliant resume in front of others, but if he was a big-tailed wolf with a beastly nature, there would be too many stories if he stepped in.
But it seems that Chu Zihang is consistent in his inner and outer behavior. Whether it is his dormitory or his expressionless face as he silently drinks porridge spoonful by spoon, it fully demonstrates that he has no interest in the junior sister who came to his territory wearing a suspender.
I was quite touched when I thought about it, but I was quite sad when I thought about it again. Lu Mingfei was actually quite looking forward to her senior brother's bestiality... If she had known this earlier on the way here, she should have used her brain more and added some ingredients directly to the porridge. This way, when she wakes up tomorrow morning, the rice will be a fait accompli. Why would she have to think so much about it every day to train her wooden fish brain!
"Brother, do you live alone?" Lu Mingfei made small talk. She noticed that the other bed in the dormitory was empty and there was only one set of other daily necessities.
"Well, when I first came here, I lived with a graduate. Within half a year, he went for an internship and never came back. I have been alone in the dormitory ever since." Chu Zihang said.
Lu Mingfei slapped herself in the face in her heart. Why did she mention ? How could she continue to be in love with her senior brother?
"The dormitories are so crowded this year, didn't Norma consider putting someone here?" Lu Mingfei continued to look for topics, thinking to herself, if you don't mind, why don't you marry me and put me here? In a few days, I can turn this place into our pink love nest! I guarantee that your place will be full of pink bubbles, and it will never be dull.
"Norma did give me a list at the beginning. The dormitory arrangements between the old and the new are based on personality compatibility. There were only a few people who matched me, but after meeting each other, they all refused. So I had to continue living alone." Chu Zihang continued to drink his porridge slowly. He usually ate little for dinner and often took an omelet as a midnight snack when leaving the cafeteria. Drinking porridge now could be regarded as replacing tonight's midnight snack.
"Maybe he doesn't want to hang out with the best people in the academy right away?" Lu Mingfei narrowed her eyes.
"What do you mean?" Chu Zihang didn't understand.
"Everyone says that all the people who come to Kassel are mixed-race elites, but there are also superiors and subordinates among the elites. As soon as you enter the school, you have to be roommates with the legend on campus. Isn't waiting to destroy your confidence? It's not a good feeling to be unable to compare with the people around you in everything you do." Lu Mingfei said, holding her chin and shaking her head.
This is something she speaks from experience, because she was just an ordinary person in Shilan Middle School, while those around her were all elites. Even if she studied very hard, she could only get an average level. Only then did she realize that there are some things in the world that cannot be achieved by just saying that you work hard. Some people are naturally outstanding in certain aspects, and they can solve a problem that you have tried your best to solve with just one glance.
After figuring this out, Lu Mingfei has been very Buddhist. Since she can't get to the front anyway, she might as well just keep her breath. As long as her grades are not bad, people won't always talk about her. At most, her family and teachers will say a few words to her if they see that she is not making progress and ask her to work harder. As long as she nods and says "yeah" or "OK", she will get by.
"Actually, I'm not as good as most people think." After hearing the thoughts of someone who claims to be an ordinary person, Chu Zihang put down his spoon and finished his porridge.
"So what are you like in real life?" Lu Mingfei suddenly became interested. Ever since Chu Zihang became famous in Shilan Middle School, everyone regarded him as a male god. But now the male god said that he was just a poor boy with a filter.
"A very boring person." It is usually difficult for most people to answer if they are asked to evaluate themselves. If they say it too well, it will sound like narcissism, and if they say it too generally, it will sound like inferiority. But Chu Zihang quickly labeled himself because this label has stayed in his heart for many years.
"When I was a child, I went to an aristocratic elementary school and was looked down upon by my classmates there because my mother remarried with me at that time, and everyone in the class knew that my father was not my biological father." Chu Zihang said softly, "My classmates all came from wealthy families, and many of them had contacts with my father. They laughed at me because my mother was very beautiful. They always liked to surround me after school, pointing at me and laughing loudly, saying that Chu Zihang's father treated him well in order to sleep with his mother! The person who took the lead in saying this was a black belt in Taekwondo. At that time, my bloodline had not awakened, so I could not beat him."
Even the most brilliant people have their shameful pasts, just like that day on the elevated road when Lu Mingfei first learned that Chu Zihang’s rich father was only his stepfather, and that he did not have a good relationship with his biological father.
Lu Mingfei didn't say anything. The wind blew through the leaves outside the window, making them rustle. The clock on the wall ticked. She blinked her eyes and quietly looked at her senior brother's face facing the light.
"In order to get revenge on him, I asked my father for some money, signed up for kendo, and practiced for three years. During those three years, every time I contacted him, I didn't look for an opponent. Instead, I looked in front of the mirror and recalled how he fought with me, how he kicked me, and how I should fight back. Three years later, I graduated from elementary school. Before graduation, I challenged him to a fight. Every time he kicked at me, I would hit him hard on the knee with my bamboo sword, forcing him to crawl and face me. Every time he got up, he couldn't believe it and asked how could you hit me every time? I didn't answer. I practiced ten thousand times for this moment. Of course I can hit him every time."
"Brother, you are awesome, you are truly an inspiration!" Lu Mingfei applauded.
"But don't you think such people are boring?" Chu Zihang said, "He spent three years just for a trivial matter. What can a child of that age understand? He just parroted what he heard at home in school. There are many such villains in the world. If I take revenge on everyone, how many people will I have to make enemies with?"
"How can you say it's boring? When you were a child, you didn't see things as clearly as you do now. When you were a child, you had your own ideas. You thought that if a person made a mistake, he must be punished. If no one came to enforce it, then you had to be the messenger of justice." Lu Mingfei's eyes were filled with a light like clear water. "I guess that guy will never forget that a kid named Chu Zihang stepped on his head and taught him how to be a man. From this point of view, how can it be boring? It can be said that it has made a great contribution! Maybe a bad kid will be reborn and become a good person because of this lesson!"
As the saying goes , beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. Lu Mingfei spared no effort in supporting Chu Zihang. What's more, Chu Zihang did nothing wrong in this matter. He understood the principle of sleeping on straw and tasting gall even in the third grade of elementary school. It's obvious that he has the potential to be a male god since he was a child!
"Maybe I got a taste of success from that incident, and since then I've gotten used to putting everything I have into everything, as if something would be missing if I didn't do that." Chu Zihang continued, "So I became a very boring person, with all my attention focused on studying. Even after I graduated from Shilan Middle School, I didn't have anyone I could consider a friend. I know a lot of girls like me, but I can't tell what they mean by everything they say about what I do. Sometimes I wish reality was a swordfight, so there wouldn't be so many twists and turns, and only the winner would be the winner in the end."
"So, Senior Brother, you have always viewed yourself this way..." It was rare to hear Chu Zihang tell her about his past private stories tonight. Lu Mingfei smiled sweetly, as if she had obtained some treasure that no one else knew about. "But in fact, you are wrong about some things."
"What?" Chu Zihang didn't think there was anything wrong with his logic. He always spoke very carefully after thinking.
"If you say that you don't have anyone you can consider a friend after graduating from Shilan Middle School..." Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang and pointed at herself, "Then what am I?"
It really sounded like a literary confession, even Lu Mingfei herself felt so. When she said this, all she had in her mind were what she wanted to say to Chu Zihang.
Stupid senior brother, do you know how hard it was for me to chase you? When you were slaying the dragon in Kassel, there was a little junior sister on the other side of the ocean who was following you, trying to catch up with you! Since you know that you have always been such a lonely person, why don't you stop and look back a few more times? Even if you just wait a little longer... maybe you can see me panting and finally catching up with you.
Chu Zihang was stunned. He had indeed overlooked someone, a person who had never left his side since that rainy night. If a relationship that they had risked their lives together was not considered a friend, then who was qualified to drink a glass of sake with him under the moon? Caesar?
"I'm sorry." Chu Zihang whispered, "I really need to correct my mistake. You are the only friend I have."
"No, he was the only one." Lu Mingfei stretched out her finger and waved it in front of Chu Zihang's eyes. "When you were in Shilan Middle School, not many people could understand you, but it's different in Cassel Academy. You are the Lionheart President, you have a lot of loyal fans, and you have right-hand men like Susie Lancelot around you. They are all your good friends. Going back a long way, Xia Mi is also your friend, and even Caesar can be considered your friend, but this is the mortal enemy version... But I think if anything happens to you, he will definitely rush over to help you."
She stood up, patted her skirt, spread her arms and turned around, holding the covered thermos in her hand: "So you see, in fact, friends are not something you decide, but the people around you. Even if you have never regarded them as your friends, in the hearts of these people, the three words "Chu Zihang" have long been stronger than gold, okay!"
Chu Zihang lowered his head and remained silent. This was the first time he had heard Lu Mingfei's theory, and as an academic science guy, he needed some time to digest it.
“It’s getting late.” Lu Mingfei looked up at the wall clock. “I’m going back now! I’ll be in case I run into anyone on my way. We’ll be on the headlines of the Night Watch forum tomorrow. Of course, if you want me to stay the night, that’s fine too…”
It sounded like her usual nonsense, but it was indeed her true thoughts at the moment.
"Let me take you there." Chu Zihang stood up and grabbed his coat.
"No need. I'm not a three-year-old kid. How can I get lost?" Lu Mingfei held the door handle with her fingers, turned back and tilted her head. "Oh, I forgot to ask, is the Tremella Eight Treasure Porridge delicious?"
"Mm, it's delicious." Chu Zihang nodded, "Thank you, I feel a lot better in my mouth now."
"I can tell from listening to you talk. At least the root of your tongue can be straightened a little." Lu Mingfei pursed her lips and smiled. "Actually, the porridge was not made by me, but by Xia Mi. I just helped cut the lotus seeds and put some peanuts in. She did the main work. This should be called borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha."
She could have kept it to herself and just considered this kindness as a gift to Chu Zihang, asking Chu Zihang to look at her more, but Lu Mingfei had never been that kind of girl.
"If she had come to see me off tonight, I wouldn't have heard those words." Chu Zihang rarely smiled. People who had never seen him smile would think that he might have been born with a weak facial muscle. In fact, he looked pretty good when he smiled, like a warm-hearted man in a Korean drama. "But let's all say thank you to her."
"Yes Sir!" Lu Mingfei saluted. "I remember. I will tell her that. Good night, and I wish you a good dream, Senior Brother. You should save more energy to deal with the bloodline examination the day after tomorrow."
"I will. Good night and sweet dreams." Chu Zihang waved his hand.
The door opened and closed. She came and left in a hurry, leaving no trace. The only thing was the smell of perfume that didn't belong to this room. It reminded me that not long ago, a girl with clear eyes sat here and smiled at you while you ate porridge. The perfume Lu Mingfei used was light, but somehow it lasted a long time. Chu Zihang sat on the sofa and felt that when he went to sleep tonight, his nose would be filled with the gentleness as if he was under a cherry tree.
He picked up the remote control, intending to start the indoor air humidifier to make the air fresh, but after thinking about it, he put his hand down, turned on his mobile phone, and dialed a number that had been on his phone for a long time but had never been dialed outside of a mission.
"Caesar?"
