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Chapter 141: Waiting for Dawn to Rise (1)(2/2)

He has made a lot of preparations, even if he is against the entire world.

But he was not prepared to take him with him



"You're here." Lu Mingfei rubbed Lu Mingze's head.

"Brother, have you noticed? You should have noticed, right? It's a topic that Norns and Birdman are avoiding." The little devil tilted his head and looked at his brother, his expression neither happy nor sad.

"Is this important?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"It should be important, right?" Lu Mingze said softly.

Lu Mingfei did not answer.

Lu Mingze continued: "After listening to their explanations, I began to think about two questions. For the fifth solar era, is the protagonist a dragon or a human? In addition, the cycle of catastrophes in the first four solar eras follows

With the four elements, what is the catastrophe of the cycle corresponding to the fifth solar era? Spiritual storm? Turn everyone into fools? Or will the four elements come together to plow the world from top to bottom?"

"Have you thought of an answer?" Lu Mingfei said.

"It seems like you don't have to think about it."

"Yes, you don't have to think about it, because Xiaomei told us from the beginning. We are the answer given by this world."

The man on the elevated road was as silent as a stone statue. He looked up into the deep night, as if he was watching the rise of dawn alone.





The mansion facing the lake stands slightly above the water level, and it is still brightly lit tonight.

In the surrounding black night, it shines like a huge lantern

The hostess and her three best friends were making a fuss in the living room.

"Have you bought your Birkin bag? I've been on the waiting list for two years,?"

"I bought it. When I went to Europe last time, I bought tens of thousands of small things at Hermers. The store clerk quietly told me that they still had them in stock. I bought them without thinking, but they were the skins of shallow water crocodiles.

, the texture is not obvious.”

"You're so pretty! It's great if you buy it. Lend me to carry it on your back anytime!"

"Little lady, give me a kiss on your little face and I'll reward you."

"Go to hell!" A woman curled up on the sofa and kicked the woman opposite with her bare feet, but was caught by the woman opposite.

Four aunt-like women were giggling. They were all disheveled, with makeup on their faces. They were wearing silk nightgowns with their legs spread out. They were rolling around on the sofa, drinking black tea to relieve their hangover.

"By the way, where are your Zihang and Xiaomi? Why haven't they come back so late?" Aunt Shanshan said suddenly.

"It's not Yingying, you're hiding it, right? Hand it over! I've specially prepared a big red envelope!" Auntie Anne fiercely rushed forward and pinched Su Xiaoyan's itchy flesh.

"Ouch, ouch, stop scratching, stop scratching, I didn't hide it, they went out at night." Su Xiaoyan giggled, dodging the claws extended by her best friend.

"Going out? So late..."

The sound of the door opening sounded, and the four aunt-like women subconsciously pulled the thin blanket to cover their stretched legs.

"Who is it? Hey...is it Zihang?"

Aunt Shanshan, who was closest to the door, was stunned for a moment and called out to the big boy who walked in with some self-doubt.

This can't be blamed on her, because the boy who was always cool, never smiled but was very stylish, and never showed his true feelings on his face has disappeared.

The boy who walked in from the door was drenched by the rain. But what was more serious than his drenched body was that his eyes were lifeless, losing all their brilliance and no more ripples.

He didn't say anything, but his expression seemed to reveal everything.

Su Xiaoyan jumped up from the sofa in horror. She rushed to her son, stood on tiptoes and held his face.

She had seen this side of her son before, six years ago, when his biological father disappeared and he closed the door in his heart.

And today he showed such a dead silence again, as if he had lost something important again.

Su Xiaoyan suddenly asked: "Where is Xiaomi?! Something happened to Xiaomi?!"

The aunties on the side immediately became anxious when they heard this, and quickly gathered around. Some ran to get towels, while others ran to get a hair dryer and dry clothes.

"She... went home." Chu Zihang said softly.

"Go home?" Su Xiaoyan was stunned, "Isn't Xiaomi's family in Bei... Oh, you're going home. Well, girls will definitely miss home."

She suddenly woke up and guessed that her son seemed to have suddenly fallen out of love.

But she never knew that her precious son would be so hurt by a love affair, because this guy never even got close to a girl before, let alone being in love.

"Mom, do you...remember dad?" Chu Zihang's Adam's apple squirmed and he asked the question with difficulty.

"The Sword Comes"

He didn't even dare to use "like", but "remember".

Su Xiaoyan suddenly fell silent.

In the past six years, Zihang had never mentioned that man in front of her once, so why did he make an exception tonight?

She looked at her son's lifeless boy's face, maybe it was her mother's intuition, she seemed to have guessed something, but she was not sure.

"Zihang, remember, never let go of the girl you like easily. If you let go, she will run away. After running away, it will be difficult for you to find her, because when you find her, she

The hand may have been held by another man."

The woman gently touched her son's face and said with a smile, just like her mother sitting next to him when he had a fever when he was a child, touching his head and humming a song.

"But I... don't know if I can still hold her hand." The big boy who overlapped with the boy on the rainy night six years ago lowered his head and looked at the woman in front of him with confusion.

Su Xiaoyan suddenly felt that her son seemed to have grown up a lot in the past six years, but at the same time he seemed not to have grown up at all. He was still living in the past and in painful memories.

She gently pulled her son's head down, pressed their foreheads together tightly, smiled and said softly: "It's very simple, mom teaches you, just hold on tightly and don't let go no matter what she says. Female

Children are easy to trick and coax. If she likes you, she will believe you even if you lie. Just be careful and don’t let your girl down again and again. Love goes in both directions. We must work hard for happiness together.

.Mom has confidence in you in this regard, our Zihang has never disappointed anyone, and he will definitely be a good husband in the future!"

"Mom... I may not be as strong as you think."

"Then make yourself strong. Do you remember? Ever since Zihang was a child, my mother has been looking forward to Zihang growing up quickly and protecting her mother. Now my mother has a small request for you.

Mom, please protect the girl you like."

"Mom, isn't this too cunning..."

"But humans are such cunning creatures. Does Zihang know why humans become so cunning?"

"Why?"

"Because, humans can't always face themselves candidly, so sometimes we have to be a little cunning. Zihang, try to face yourself more candidly, okay?"

Under the bright yellow light in the living room, the always heartless woman finally showed her motherly appearance, lovingly touching her precious son's face, which looked more and more like a certain guy.

She didn't know what happened to her Zihang.

She just tried her best to guide her son in the direction to the ark.

She believed that her precious son would eventually follow a completely different path than his father.

That day has arrived.

Maybe the whole world will bless them.
Chapter completed!
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