Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei finds a Freylian

"How could I be that kind of person?" Lu Mingfei took the tissue with a bewildered look. "Finger, you tell me, what's the matter?"

Fingel gave a thumbs-up, his face showing an exaggerated expression of admiration, "Junior brother, you're truly a hero! Listen up!"

He deliberately dragged out his words, "Caesar is going to marry Nono, he's proposed to her!"

"My God," Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, "Such a strange thing?"

Frillie, standing to the side, remained unusually calm. "Nono is my roommate and often talks about Caesar with me and Susie. It's perfectly normal for her to propose."

Lu Mingfei looked at Frillie, "Why didn't you share such a great thing with me?"

Frillie tilted her head. "You didn't ask."

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again.

Fingel observed the interaction between the two with great interest.

“According to reliable sources,” Fingel continued, fanning the flames, “the proposal happened just yesterday, with roses, champagne, and a five-carat diamond ring. Nono said yes.”

"So fast?" Lu Mingfei wondered when he could congratulate Caesar and Nono.

Fingel shrugged. "They look like a perfect match, a golden couple, a match made in heaven."

Chapter 96 How to tell if you've fallen for someone

Chu Zihang lay in a sea of ​​flowers—red, yellow, white, green, and all sorts of colors.

If he were lying flat on his back right now, with a white sheet covering his face, and a couplet written on the windowsill, that would be perfect.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he himself found it somewhat absurd.

Unable to decide what flowers to send, the Lionheart Society's leaders swept through the college's flower shops, buying everything regardless of its type.

Lancelot waved his hand and moved the flowers from the florist to Chu Zihang's dormitory.

The floral quilts were piled up haphazardly in every corner of the room, on the bedside table, the desk, and even the floor, turning the entire dormitory into a miniature botanical garden.

“It looks great, fantastic,” Lancelot said with a proud smile, hands on his hips as he surveyed his masterpiece.

Chu Zihang didn't know how to answer, so he could only smile and smile some more.

He now feels like the entire dormitory is a giant birthday cake, his bed is like a candle, and there are even some words like "Happy Birthday to You" written next to it.

Lionheart Club members were not the first to visit Chu Zihang at his dormitory.

Starting in the morning, the first group of people, led by Schneider from the Executive Department, made their first visit. Subsequently, other student organizations in the college sent people to visit Chu Zihang one after another, like a tide that came and went.

Everyone wore concerned expressions, offered similar words of comfort, and then left various gifts: fruit, books, nutritional supplements, and these flowers that almost overwhelmed him.

The head of the investigation team, Andrew, strongly suspected that it was the work of that old bastard Angers. He was furious and issued a strong protest to the school, hoping to bring Chu Zihang, this scourge, back to Rome for punishment as soon as possible.

Chu Zihang overheard the news from the cadres' casual conversation, but remained unmoved. He was already used to being treated as a problematic figure, just as he was used to the new scars that appeared on his body after each mission.

Finally, the Lionheart Society's leaders all left.

Two people remained at the head of the bed: Lu Mingfei and Frillian. Chu Zihang looked at them without saying a word.

Lu Mingfei and Frilian had just come in and had been standing quietly in the corner, listening to the Lionheart Society's cadres exchanging pleasantries with Chu Zihang.

Frillie reached out and gently touched a small white flower.

Lu Mingfei sat on a chair by the bed, in a relaxed posture.

"Senior brother, are you alright?" Lu Mingfei broke the silence.

Chu Zihang nodded, then shook his head. This wasn't his usual style; he was always decisive.

But now, an unprecedented confusion, like a fog, enveloped him.

"I have a question for you," Chu Zihang said.

Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow, not expecting Chu Zihang to have a question for him. "What question? Senior brother, please ask."

"What does it feel like to fall in love with someone?" Chu Zihang asked, looking directly at Lu Mingfei. "How do you tell if you've fallen in love with someone?"

The room fell silent, and Frillie stopped fiddling with the flowers and looked up.

Lu Mingfei's expression changed from surprise to contemplation.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to ask this, senior brother." Lu Mingfei scratched his head. "I thought you weren't interested in these things."

Chu Zihang did not respond to the teasing remark.

He never showed any interest in topics related to relationships, and within the executive department, he was even known as a "heartless execution machine."

But recently, some unfamiliar emotions have begun to bother him, especially when he sees Xia Mi. She is as lively as a little deer and always appears when he least expects her.

“Love,” Lu Mingfei said, looking up at the ceiling, organizing his thoughts. “First, you’ll unconsciously think of that person. When you’re eating, you’ll think about what she likes to eat; when you see a beautiful view, you’ll wonder if she’s looking at the same view; you’ll even get distracted while doing a mission, thinking, ‘If she were watching this move, would she think it’s cool?’”

Chu Zihang's eyelashes trembled slightly. He remembered his chance encounter with Xia Mi at the library last week, the way she stood on tiptoe trying to reach a book on the high shelf, her ponytail bouncing behind her head.

For the next three days, that scene replayed in his mind countless times.

“Then your heart races,” Lu Mingfei continued, drawing a small circle on his chest with his finger. “When she gets close, your heartbeat becomes irregular, your palms sweat, and your throat tightens. You can usually handle any crisis calmly, but in front of her, you become as clumsy as a little kid.”

Chu Zihang recalled the last time Xia Mi suddenly patted his shoulder, and he almost reflexively threw her over his shoulder.

His heart was indeed beating unusually fast at that moment, which he later attributed to an adrenaline surge, but now he realizes that wasn't the case.

"There's also possessiveness. You'll feel annoyed when you see her laughing and talking with other men, even if you know rationally that it's unreasonable. You'll start paying attention to every name she mentions and analyzing her relationship with each person."

Chu Zihang frowned.

At last week's club recruitment event, he saw Xia Mi chatting happily with Caesar who was passing by, and he felt an urge to immediately go up and interrupt them.

Lu Mingfei leaned forward, his eyes becoming serious. "You're willing to change yourself for her. You can loosen your original principles, break your old habits, and even risk your life for her."

“It’s not because of responsibility or obligation, but simply because the thought of her being hurt or sad is a hundred times more painful than if you were hurt yourself.”

“It sounds complicated,” Chu Zihang said.

Lu Mingfei laughed. "Love is one of the most complicated things, senior brother. However..."

He hesitated for a moment, "Why are you suddenly asking this? Is there something wrong?"

"There's no particular reason," Chu Zihang quickly interrupted, then was surprised by his own loss of composure.

He has never been good at lying, especially in front of people who care about him.

Frillie, who had been silent all along, spoke up, "Love is a promise of time."

Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei both looked at her.

Frilian gently stroked the white flower in her hand and continued, "A human life is but a fleeting moment to us elves. So when I decide to love someone, it means I am willing to give him my limited eternity, to watch him grow, grow old, and finally leave."

The room fell silent again. The sunlight shifted slightly, illuminating Frillie's long silver hair.

“Love is not as simple as a racing heart or longing,” she raised her eyes, her emerald eyes looking directly at Chu Zihang, “Love is the courage to give your all even knowing that you will eventually lose it.”

Chu Zihang felt a dull pain in his chest. Frillie's words were like a key, unlocking a locked room deep within his heart.

He suddenly understood why Xia Mi's image always lingered in his mind, and why she had become so important to him.

“It seems you already have the answer, senior brother,” Lu Mingfei noticed the subtle change in Chu Zihang’s expression.

Chu Zihang did not deny it, but simply said softly, "Thank you."

"Is it Xia Mi?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Chu Zihang was stunned. Had he made it that obvious?

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The fragrance of the flowers was still strong, but not as suffocating.

When Chu Zihang opened his eyes again, the confusion in his eyes had lessened.

Chapter 97 My Eyes Are Full of You

"Caesar proposed to Nono," Chu Zihang said. "What do you all think?"

"That's great," Lu Mingfei shrugged. "Although Boss Caesar is a spoiled rich kid, he's serious about Senior Sister."

Frillie picked up a rose from the dormitory floor. "Mutual affection, mutual consent."

Lu Mingfei stretched and stood up from the chair next to Chu Zihang's bed.

“Then, senior brother, we won’t disturb your rest any longer.” He winked at Frilian, “Frilian and I are going to the lab to test some things.”

Chu Zihang nodded slightly; the discussion about Caesar proposing to Nono had left no trace on his face. But Lu Mingfei knew that Chu Zihang's inner world was far more complex than it appeared.

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang and said, "Senior brother, since you have someone you like, she should be your partner. You can't always be the one charging into battle alone."

The two said goodbye to Chu Zihang and pushed open the dormitory door to walk into the corridor.

A petite figure hummed a song as she skipped and hopped from around the corner, carrying several bags in her hands, her ponytail swinging merrily with each step.

"Xia Mi?" Lu Mingfei called out to her.

"Oh, it's Senior Brother Lu!" Xia Mi stopped in her tracks, a bright smile spreading across her face, her eyes curving into crescents.

She was wearing a simple white T-shirt and denim shorts, revealing her slender calves, and a pair of faded canvas shoes.

"What smells so good?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but lean closer and sniff.

Xia Mi proudly shook the thermos in her hand, "It's white fungus soup, I've been cooking it for a very, very long time."

She then held up another paper bag, "And pumpkin pancakes, all made by myself!"

"Oh, oh," Lu Mingfei nodded exaggeratedly, "Amazing, amazing."

Frillie stood quietly to the side; she was starting to crave pumpkin pancakes.

Xia Mi's gaze passed over the two of them and looked at the half-open dormitory door behind them. "Is Senior Brother Chu inside? I heard he's been feeling a bit weak lately, so I specially made some food to see him."

"Yes, yes," Lu Mingfei stepped aside. "I was just getting bored, you've come at the perfect time."

Xia Mi's cheeks flushed slightly, but she quickly regained her liveliness. "Then I'll go in first! Goodbye, Senior Brother Lu and Senior Sister Frilian!"

After saying that, she nimbly squeezed past the two of them, her ponytail drawing a cheerful arc in the air.

Lu Mingfei and Frilian stood there, watching Xia Mi's skipping figure disappear behind the door.

Lu Mingfei smiled and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, Xia Mi is really great. You should seize this opportunity."

Frilian patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder. "Let's go, the people from the equipment department must be getting impatient."