Chapter 91 Chu Zihang

Today is Tuesday.

From a consequentialist perspective, Chu Zihang felt he had been saved.

Whether it's one's own family relationships or the overpass on that typhoon day.

He was rescued.

He rested his elbows on the desk and gazed out the window at the scenery.

His seat was in the back row by the window, the kind of spot where male protagonists in anime would appear.

As for why he knew this, it's because he also watches anime.

Beneath his cold exterior lies a gossipy heart; he's a regular on the Shilan campus forum, though the fact that he sees posts about himself every day gives him a bit of a headache.

"Like a dream," he murmured to himself.

But he knew very well that it wasn't a dream; everything had actually happened—his family, his worldview, everything had been changed by that real world.

It was break time, and he looked at the text message on his phone that he had sent on that typhoon day. It was the message he had sent to his father, and because of that message, his world had been changed.

All prevarications only become the source of disgust. After recovering from the shock of that death, he found himself feeling disgust towards his own father.

All the talk of lack of ambition and helplessness was just an excuse. He even suspected that Chu Tianjiao had never truly loved him and his mother. All those warm moments and playful fights in their tiny apartment were fake, just a facade that could be easily replaced by the so-called strongest executive of the secret party.

The more he thought about it, the more disgusted he became. In his eyes, Chu Tianjiao was not a man at all, but a coward who dared to do things but not to admit them. He chose to fall in love with his mother, even though it was something he should not have done. If he fell in love, fine, but after getting married and having children, he dared not get too close to them because of his responsibilities as an executive officer. What kind of person is that?

This is a classic example of someone who dares to do something but not to take responsibility; they dare to act but shirk when it comes to taking responsibility—they're complete cowards.

It's making him very upset. He's had a headache for the past two days, and he doesn't want to tell his mother.

He browsed the gossip on Shilan's campus forum, trying to escape the painful truth that would drag him into a vortex through this entertainment, but he couldn't stop thinking about it, even as the page kept scrolling and the words kept being scrolled past his eyes.

Are you free after school this afternoon?

That was a text message from Lu Mingfei.

As far as he knew, Lu Mingfei had stopped coming to school a few days ago, occasionally refreshing the page randomly in the morning or afternoon, but Chu Zihang didn't think that was going to school—it was more like her entertainment when she was bored.

Furthermore, he couldn't understand how Lu Mingfei had managed to find his phone number. Given his reputation in Shilan, he had never revealed his ID on the forum, nor had he ever posted anything; he had only browsed silently. As for his phone number? He didn't even need to register an account, so it was absolutely impossible for it to be posted on the forum.

He doesn't believe his personal information was leaked on the forum. If his phone number had been exposed there, his phone's SMS function would definitely have been disabled.

Therefore, he believed that someone had obtained his phone number through other means and then told him that they found it on a forum.

Although he and Lu Mingfei weren't very close, given her playful behavior that day, the possibility was actually very high.

Of course, it could also be a supernatural ability, such as magic or witchcraft, which Lu Mingfei has already demonstrated.

"available."

He typed those words, sent them, and then waited for Lu Mingfei's reply.

"You can come to this position, or you can choose not to; it's all up to you."

He replied instantly, as if he had typed the message in advance and sent it directly after seeing his reply.

"Okay, I'll go there after school."

Just as Chu Zihang typed out his reply, the bell rang for class.

Lu Mingfei is undoubtedly abnormal, and her understanding of common sense is different from that of ordinary people. She is someone he could not know before.

He also became an unidentified person, and those golden eyes he saw in the car's rearview mirror never appeared again after that, but he could definitely feel that his physical strength had increased.

People generally find it difficult to perceive their own improvement. Just like when you spend every day with someone, you can't perceive the subtle changes that person undergoes. But if you haven't seen someone for a long time, you can clearly feel the changes in that person. The same principle applies to how you perceive yourself.

Furthermore, there's no experience bar like in RPG games, where every step forward tells you your experience has increased. Unless you're keeping certain records, such as the weight of dumbbells in gym workouts, you can't perceive it through your own awareness.

Chu Zihang thought to himself, "I should ask her about this too."

Until the end of get out of class, because Chu Zihang was a first-year high school student, first-year students had a more relaxed life and did not need to attend many classes, so they could go straight home.

He walked to the bus stop with his backpack on, and then used the address given by Lu Mingfei to determine which bus he should take.

He stood out in front of the bus stop sign.

But Shilan's students would never think that Chu Zihang was down on his luck and needed to take the bus.

Instead, people might think, "He's so unique. He's taking the bus to experience life." That's the kind of thought that comes to mind.

After comparing for a while, Chu Zihang seemed to realize that the address given by Lu Mingfei was impossible to reach by bus. Even the nearest bus stop required a walk of at least two kilometers after getting off the bus.

He didn't want to be late, so he decided to take a taxi.

Chu Zihang knows his way around. Before his parents divorced, his family was actually quite poor; to put it bluntly, they were almost starving.

He got into a taxi, and the scenery outside the window kept changing, from modern high-rise buildings to old urban areas where he used to live, and then to country roads where no buildings could be seen. Although he roughly knew the location, the seclusion of this place was beyond his imagination.

"We've arrived, buddy." The driver smoothly parked the car on the small road outside Lu Mingfei's residence.

Chu Zihang agreed and took out a few bills from his wallet according to the numbers on the meter, handing them to the taxi driver. There were both small and large bills, so he didn't even need to give change.

He pushed open the car door and looked at the lonely villa.

The taxi had already turned around and left, but the driver was still muttering to himself inside.

"Coming to a place where there's not even a soul around, do young people these days like to do things like adventure?"

In the eyes of taxi drivers, Chu Zihang was undoubtedly an oddball.

Because he couldn't see the house. He could observe it visually, but his perception was altered. Although he saw it, his brain didn't register that something was there.

He rang the doorbell, just like Su Xiaoqiang.

There was still no response.

"Let's send a text message to ask."

Just as he was thinking this, his phone rang first.

The content is...

"The door isn't locked, just push it open."

He didn't see anything wrong with not locking the door.

Instead, they thought it was normal, and that thieves shouldn't bother coming in to get themselves killed.

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