Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

Although I have indeed changed a lot, it is a bit strange to have such a big reaction!

At this time he heard the housekeeper say: "Lu Mingfei... do you still remember what your grandfather's name is?"

"My grandfather?" Lu Mingfei was confused, not knowing why the butler would ask this question. "Remember, Lu Shanyan."

Thinking of this name reminded him of his parents whom he hadn’t seen for more than six years. To be honest, Lu Mingfei could hardly remember what his parents looked like. Only when he occasionally saw the family photos when they were young could he barely recall the boy and girl, some past events, and what they had said to him... as well as the old building of his family with ivy growing outside.

I still remember my grandfather's name because when I was a child, he was always taken to worship his ancestors during the Qingming Festival. At that time, my parents' faces would always be particularly heavy, and they would say something to Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei could not remember what they said, but he remembered the name firmly. The impression he had was a black-and-white photo of an old man who looked very kind on the tombstone.

After answering subconsciously, Lu Mingfei remembered that the butler was an old man with silver hair. He suddenly asked this question at this age... Could it be that he knew his grandfather?

“…As expected.” The housekeeper’s face showed an expression of as expected, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Lu Mingfei changed from the murderous intent at the beginning to the slightly gentle one now, “I was wondering why they look so similar… I know your grandfather.”

"Hello, Grandpa." Lu Mingfei said without hesitation.

“…Hahaha!” The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, “Just call me Uncle Li.”

Is it really okay for me to call you uncle when you are so old? Lu Mingfei looked at the butler and thought, it seems that you still refuse to accept your old age?

Of course, even if he was complaining about Lu Mingfei in his heart, he would not really say it directly to his face. He just nodded obediently and said hello Uncle Li.

The housekeeper smiled even more brightly when he heard this, which reminded Lu Mingfei of a blooming chrysanthemum. Lu Mingfei often used this sentence in his Chinese composition. The Chinese teacher would always pull him out of this sentence and say that he was unrepentant. Lu Mingfei once suspected that the Chinese teacher had installed some keyword plug-in or simply had a grudge against chrysanthemums.

At the villa, Su Xiaoqiang, who had sent away all the servants, was looking at the wall clock, feeling a little restless.

This guy won’t stand me up, right?

Su Xiaoqiang thought of all kinds of possibilities and even began to suspect that what happened yesterday was an illusion. He even took out his cell phone to read the message history again. Then he succeeded in embarrassing himself so much that he buried his head in the pillow on the sofa and tossed and turned. The roots of his ears that were exposed were all red. If this was an anime, steam would probably come out of them.

How on earth could I have been so possessed and bold at that time?

Just then she heard a knock on the door, and subconsciously asked who it was, and walked over to open the door.

Then I saw Lu Mingfei.

Su Xiaoqiang was stunned.

How did this guy appear here directly!

Su Xiaoqiang subconsciously looked at the locked door in the front yard of the villa behind Lu Mingfei, and all the opening words he had thought of for a long time were invalidated: "How did you get in?"

“You couldn’t have sneaked in by climbing over the wall and picking the lock, right?” Lu Mingfei said, “Uncle Li brought me in.”

"Oh, Uncle Li...Uncle Li??" Su Xiaoqiang said "Oh" subconsciously, and then realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Yes, it's your butler, right? He asked me to call him that," Lu Mingfei said, "Didn't you ask him to pick me up?"

"Why did I ask Uncle Li to pick you up?" Su Xiaoqiang was shocked, feeling that the plan was completely out of control.

"What? Didn't you ask him to pick me up? Otherwise, how would I get in?" Lu Mingfei was also shocked.

"You came in..." Su Xiaoqiang paused and decided to go straight to the most important question, "What about Uncle Li?"

"Uncle Li just brought me in and said he wanted to go to the backyard to get some things, so he asked me to see you first." Lu Mingfei replied.

Su Xiaoqiang: “…”

Su Xiaoqiang's reaction was so obvious that even Lu Mingfei could sense that something was wrong.

Combined with the previous conversation.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but take two steps back, his face pale with fear: "You didn't tell him?"

"Yes...it's like this..." Su Xiaoqiang nodded.

"Sister! I thought you had told your family!" Lu Mingfei almost knelt down in front of Su Xiaoqiang.

"What did you say? Who are you calling sister?" Su Xiaoqiang frowned.

"Miss! Are you worried about this now?" Lu Mingfei was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. "You mean... no one should know that I'm here?"

"What else? I'm a woman and you're a man. If I invite you to my house and others find out...wouldn't they be misunderstood?" Su Xiaoqiang's cheeks flushed.

“This, this, this… Is this a question of misunderstanding or not? This is a question of life safety!” Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered that Uncle Li had just sent him in with a smile and said he was going to the backyard to get something. He swallowed subconsciously. The so-called going to the backyard to get something was actually to dig a hole of suitable size, right?

In this way, it makes sense that he was looking at me up and down with complicated eyes and patting my shoulder just now. He must be confirming my height, body shape, weight and so on. After a while, he will jump out and say don't worry about killing people, burying bodies and destroying traces. This one-stop service is professional and can guarantee that you can enjoy the personalized service painlessly throughout the process!

What weapon would be the one that would send him to eternal bliss? A silenced pistol?

Lu Mingfei felt that the wisest choice for him now was to run away, otherwise he might fall into eternal sleep in the specially designed pit in an hour!

Then he heard a sound that almost made his legs go weak.

"Ming Fei, Miss? What are you doing standing at the door?" Uncle Li came out from the side, holding a box that was about two palms long and one palm wide, and asked with a smile.

"Tell me...about your quick digging?" Lu Mingfei answered subconsciously.

"Digging fast?" Uncle Li was stunned for a moment, then he thought of something and laughed, "Ahahaha, indeed, when I was on the battlefield, my squad leader always praised me for digging trenches as fast as a mole!"

Lu Mingfei: "!!!"

When he heard this, he also saw the box in Uncle Li's hand. His pupils trembled for a moment. He had experienced war...so the box must contain a hidden pistol that has not been handed in, right?

It's over! It's over!

It seems that I am destined to die young today!

Chapter 12 Leave Enough Street Lights for Capitalists

"So what's the matter?" Mo Qiuran asked.

The two were eating at the dining table at this time. There were not many dishes, only four or five kinds, but they were all delicious. They were just made by them together. Although Chu Zihang was a rich young man, he had maxed out all his life skills, useful and useless. As for Mo Qiuran, it goes without saying that he couldn't always order takeout and eat fast food when living alone, so it was normal to know how to cook, and his cooking skills were quite good.

"I'm going abroad in a few days. I received an interview notice from a foreign university. After looking at the requirements, I'm quite satisfied." Chu Zihang said lightly.

"Oh? Which school?" Mo Qiuran asked curiously.

Chu Zihang was stunned. He had already prepared himself for Mo Qiuran to suddenly put on an aggrieved attitude and shout something like "What! Are you going to abandon me?" In his opinion, this was definitely something Mo Qiuran could do!

But there seems to be no reaction?

Is this still Mo Qiuran?

"Or have you actually been seduced by some blonde and blue-eyed girl, so you're planning to destroy our Double Swords alliance in advance?" Mo Qiuran suddenly asked in a shocking voice.

Chu Zihang was silent for a moment. Sure enough, Mo Qiuran was still the same Mo Qiuran. He had thought too highly of him before. It turned out that he just started to act crazy a little late today.

"My father once told me about this school, so I applied," said Chu Zihang.

"From what you said, it seems like you're not referring to Harvard or Cambridge?" There was a hint of surprise in Mo Qiuran's tone.

Although it may sound a bit arrogant, considering Chu Zihang's grades and family conditions, it would be a bit of a derogation if he were not admitted to a school of this level.

"No, it's a university called Kassel." Chu Zihang shook his head.

"Kassel?" Mo Qiuran raised his eyebrows, just because he seemed to have some impression of the name of this school, in his memory of his previous life. In Chu Zihang's opinion, it was because Mo Qiuran had definitely never heard of it before.

"Yes, it's a private university in the far suburbs of Chicago, Illinois, USA. It's an affiliated school of the University of Chicago. Many of the professors there have tenured professorships at Harvard, so the academic level should be very good." Chu Zihang told him all the information he could find on the Internet. This information seemed perfect and impeccable. If Chu Zihang hadn't known beforehand that this school had a connection with those monster-like things, he would have been deceived.

The man’s words seemed to still echo in his ears.

Chu Zihang's eyelashes drooped slightly, as if he could hear again the man's panting words on that night when the rain was so heavy that it was suffocating - "Remember, don't go to that school. That school is full of crazy people."

But, if I don't become a madman——

How can we fight against God?

"Hmm...it does sound good," Mo Qiuran touched his chin, "How about I go too?"

Chu Zihang was shocked when he heard this, and instantly came back to his senses from his memories. He subconsciously said, "No, you can't go."

"...Why?" Mo Qiuran stared at Chu Zihang suspiciously. Before Chu Zihang could come up with a reasonable explanation, he pretended to be enlightened. "Could it be that I was right before? You really found a blonde girl? Are you planning to spend some time alone?"

Chu Zihang: "..."

If the reason Mo Qiuran gave hadn't been so outrageous, Chu Zihang might have agreed to it.

"No," Chu Zihang thought for a moment and answered, "The admission system of this private school is different from that of ordinary universities. You need to have a certain status..."

Chu Zihang paused deliberately here, but his face still had no expression. Lying was already a very difficult thing for him, and if he had to accompany it with a corresponding facial expression, it would be better for him to just tell the truth.

"Oh... I understand," Mo Qiuran suddenly realized, and then looked dejected, "Alas, it turns out that this world is still one that values ​​status and position..."

Chu Zihang was totally unmoved. He had been familiar with Mo Qiuran's habits for a long time. It was simply a fantasy to say that such a small thing could make him collapse. He probably didn't feel discouraged at all. If Chu Zihang had to say it, it was more likely that it was an improvisation.

As expected, just a moment later, Mo Qiuran shook off his previous dejection and became energetic, as if he was ready to make progress: "So, as the successors of socialism, we must unite and overthrow the evil capitalism! Overthrow the so-called people with connections!"

Then he looked at Chu Zihang again, speaking in a Russian style: "Oh, my dear comrade Chu Zihang, I hope you will not be corrupted by capitalism, otherwise I will have to reluctantly leave you a street lamp."

Chu Zihang could only remain silent again.

……

Lu Mingfei stared at what was in front of him in a daze.

It was a black-and-white photo that looked very old. It was taken out from the box by the butler that Lu Mingfei had thought the butler would pull out a pistol and kill him. The photo had been laminated, otherwise it would have been impossible to pick up. It definitely looked quite old.

There were three people in the photo, two foreigners and one Chinese, all of them were very handsome. Lu Mingfei's eyes fell on the Chinese man, who was wearing a tight suit and a top hat, with soft and clear lines on his cheeks. Lu Mingfei almost thought he saw himself...his current self.

"This was taken by me at the time... This was taken by my grandfather. He was a photographer accompanying the army at the time." The butler paused, "So the world is big and small at the same time..."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, not quite understanding. After all, to him, the only thing left of his great-grandfather was a name and a photo in his memory, and he couldn't remember anything else.

Time is really a cruel thing. It brings everything and takes away everything.

Perhaps seeing this, the butler smiled, took the photo from Lu Mingfei, carefully put it back into the box, and stood up. "Okay, I'll go put this away first... By the way."

After taking two steps, as if finally realizing that there was still a serious problem, the butler stopped and looked at Lu Mingfei: "Mingfei, you and the young lady..."

"I'm here to teach her how to play games!" Lu Mingfei said quickly.

Butler: “…playing games?”

"Yes, yes, that's right!" Lu Mingfei nodded repeatedly and looked very confident. After all, he was telling the truth.

"Okay...right..." The butler answered with difficulty, then turned around with difficulty, his steps heavy, thinking that it was all over, he had found such a poor excuse, he must be panicking!

Why are you so nervous? There is something hidden!

Why is there a hidden story? That must be the worst possible scenario!

But the housekeeper knew very well that Su Xiaoqiang never played games!

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief and made an OK gesture to Su Xiaoqiang on the side, indicating that the crisis of being misunderstood was finally over.

Su Xiaoqiang covered his face silently.

You are a fool!

Chapter 13: Selfless Mo Qiuran

"When are you planning to leave?" Mo Qiuran asked on the way out.

"The day after tomorrow, Monday at 8 o'clock, I will ask my teacher for leave in the morning." Chu Zihang said.

"Okay, I'll see you off then," Mo Qiuran said solemnly, patting Chu Zihang's shoulder vigorously, and speaking with a tone that sounded deeply emotional, "Although Comrade Chu Zihang, you have a tendency to betray the revolution and turn to capitalism, as a friend of many years, I will respect your decision! Go ahead, and I hope that when we meet again, your sincere heart will not have been corrupted by capitalism!"

Chu Zihang simply pretended not to hear it. This was one of the best ways to deal with a guy like Mo Qiuran. The other way was to go crazy with him. Obviously, this path was not suitable for Chu Zihang.

So far, Chu Zihang knows that Lu Mingfei can compete with Mo Qiuran on this road. The divergent thinking ability of these two people is simply amazing.

The two of them had just walked out of the front gate of the villa when Chu Zihang heard Mo Qiuran's voice.

"By the way, Chu Zihang."

Chu Zihang subconsciously looked at Mo Qiuran. Mo Qiuran rarely called his name directly like this.

"One thing I have to say is that your lying skills are terrible. You need to practice more. You said you have been my deskmate for almost three years, how come you haven't learned anything?" Mo Qiuran had a look of disappointment on his face, and then he chuckled, "Since you don't want to say, I won't ask... Okay, no need to see me off. See you the day after tomorrow."

After saying that, Mo Qiuran patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder, turned around and left, humming an unknown song. His back looked particularly handsome... and revealed another flavor.

lonely.

Chu Zihang thought of this word for some reason and was a little dazed. He knew Mo Qiuran's life experience. He was an orphan since childhood and was not adopted even when the orphanage closed down. He didn't know the reason and Chu Zihang didn't ask. In short, the word "miserable" was not enough to describe Mo Qiuran's past experiences. However, it was as if these things had never happened to Mo Qiuran. He never mentioned a word about the past and was always smiling and heartless.

To the point that sometimes Chu Zihang would forget these things.

But these lingering things will eventually have an impact. When you think about it carefully, although Mo Qiuran seems to be able to talk to everyone, he only reveals his funny side when facing Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei... Perhaps they are the only two friends who are truly worth making friends with.

And today one of them is leaving, going to faraway America, to a school whose name he only knows. This friend is even lying. Mo Qiuran knows it, but he didn't expose it at the beginning, and even didn't ask until the end.

Chu Zihang thought about it and became more silent.

But some truths cannot be told.