Chapter 11 The Rain Will Stop

The rain didn't stop after all.

When Chu Zihang's mother saw that Chu Zihang actually brought a friend home, she happily pulled Lu Mingfei, who was originally feeling ashamed for planning to use the bathroom, to find a set of clothes. She also gathered the fruits left over by the aunts and carefully made an ugly yet artistic fruit plate and placed it on the sink in the bathroom.

The enthusiasm was so overwhelming that it seemed like they were welcoming a rare animal.

Lu Mingfei, who usually wore short-sleeved shirts with long pants, finally had a set of carefully matched clothes, a dark black 'Diesel' velvet jacket, matching solid-color trousers, white socks and flat black leather shoes. Because of the rain and the temperature dropped, the aunt also thoughtfully prepared a 'Burberry' scarf for Lu Mingfei, which she tied into a loose knot.

He looks like those British aristocratic kids on TV.

It must be said that Chu Zihang's mother has a good sense of aesthetic taste.

The hair that had just been blown open was a little fluffy. Standing in front of the floor-length mirror, Lu Mingfei, holding a fruit plate in one hand, pushed up the drooping hair.

Well, what a handsome guy.

Today, I followed Chu Zihang to experience the life of a rich aristocrat. I borrowed a bathroom in someone's house to take a shower, and also borrowed someone's clothes that were obviously very valuable.

Lu Mingfei packed his clothes in a plastic bag, poked the abstract fruit plate with a fork, and leaned against the railing on the second floor, waiting for Chu Zihang.

"Are you leaving?"

Chu Zihang pushed open the door, wiped his half-dry hair hastily, and then put the towel on the railing.

He learned about Lu Mingfei's request from the driver and knew that he was planning to go home.

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei chewed the cream-covered fruit and handed the fruit plate to Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang shook his head and rejected Lu Mingfei's kindness.

"You promised me—"

"Go and take care of a small matter, and come back when you're done."

Lu Mingfei also has a place to live. He is fostered in his uncle and aunt's home. His adoptive parents send him some money every month as a reward for his staying in their home.

With everything that happened today, plus Chu Zihang's problem, and the need to investigate Deadpool and Odin in the future, Lu Mingfei felt that it was no longer suitable for him to live in someone else's home.

He needs to go back and deal with it.

"I'll have to rely on you to arrange work for me then."

Lu Mingfei scraped the cream on the plate with his fork, not caring whether it was unseemly or not. He was really hungry and his stomach was empty.

As for staying for a while and having a free meal.

Lu Mingfei's delicate modesty as a teenager did not allow him to actively ask for such a thing.

Chu Zihang breathed a sigh of relief.

Naturally, he was not worried about Lu Mingfei asking him for salary. Lu Tianming was very dedicated to Chu Zihang. Even if he suddenly wanted to do something, Lu Tianming would arrange it properly.

Hiring Lu Mingfei as a tutor is not difficult at all.

But he didn't want Lu Mingfei to leave.

Just like a drowning person, he won't want to let go of the life-saving straw.

Lu Mingfei, the man who can fight against gods, is the only person he can count on now.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Lu Mingfei, and under Lu Mingfei's fixed gaze, he picked up the fork on the other side of the fruit plate and poked out a piece of fruit.

Their father, the one who faced God alone, was now forgotten by no one except the two of them.

When the freezing water poured over his body, it was not as painful as the pain in his heart. He hated himself all the time for being unable to do anything and wanted to get the power to defeat the gods.

So he hoped that Lu Mingfei could stay and teach him how to become stronger from now on so that he could go and find his father.

At least, bring back his body.

The laughter of mothers and aunts came from downstairs. Chu Zihang chewed the sweet and dense fruit flesh with his hands on the railing. He felt that the joys and sorrows of people were not connected.

He looked at his mother who was watching the game downstairs with the aunts.

She is always so heartless.

After entering this family, she did not have the slightest demeanor of a wealthy lady. When she and Chu Tianjiao were living in poverty, she tried to learn how to cook, and her face was stained by the smoke. She was always very happy, as if there were no worries in the world that could restrain this carefree butterfly.

Moreover, if Lu Mingfei is willing to stay, I'm afraid my mother will be very happy then, right?

Maybe she would get her best friends together, throw a big party for the two of them, get drunk and make a scene hand in hand. Maybe, forgetting that man would be a good thing for her mother, right?
He lived a cowardly life, messed up the life of a beautiful girl, and acted like a scumbag. But when he died, he acted like a man, and he was the only one who remembered it.

Chu Zihang nodded slightly, and many images flashed through his mind frame by frame. Some of them were of him riding on the man's neck and shouting "Jie ji ji ji".

One of them was the only valuable toy the man bought for him, a set of track trains.

There is also the man who described himself as the coolest scene in his life, with his legs apart, holding a knife that could control or kill gods.
Chu Zihang carefully recalled every detail until he was sure that he had not forgotten anything.

Human memory is unreliable, like a broken hard drive that can be easily demagnetized.

The past is like a painting on the sand. As time goes by, the sand is blown away by the wind, the memory becomes blurred, and finally turns into a vast expanse that can no longer be distinguished.

This is actually a person's self-protection function. Imagine that you could remember every detail of the past and never forget it. Then the most sad, painful, and sorrowful scenes in your life would continue to torture you, and you would never be able to get out of the bad state of the past.

But Chu Zihang didn't want to forget, because he was the only one in the world who still remembered that man.

If he forgot too, it would be as if the man had never existed.

The man once said that if he died one day, there would only be one thing in this world that could prove his existence, and that would be Chu Zihang, who had half of his blood.

Lu Mingfei's chewing sound became lighter. He listened quietly, listening to Chu Zihang's story, everything that belonged to his father in his memory.

He knew that Chu Zihang must cherish their relationship very much now, which was why he shared his inner thoughts with him.

This made Lu Mingfei even more sad.

If he had come back earlier, would Chu Zihang's father have not died?
Lu Mingfei could feel the sourness that was about to overflow from Chu Zihang's heart, as well as the flames of anger - enough to burn the strongest metal into ashes.

It was a long time, until the housekeeper came to ask, and until Lu Mingfei almost licked the plate clean and was embarrassed and didn't know what to do, that Chu Zihang stopped muttering.

"Mr. Lu, the driver is ready."

".You can live here."

Chu Zihang didn't know what kind of mentality he had when he said this. He rarely made any requests to others.

"There are a lot of empty rooms at Dad's house."

“Something needs to be resolved first.”

Lu Mingfei smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon. I have to ask the driver to wait for me for a while."

Of course Lu Mingfei couldn't live in Chu Zihang's house, but he could rent one outside. As for the money, Lu Mingfei wasn't worried.

He is quite confident in his teaching ability.

"By the way, let Uncle Lu know what kind of work can be arranged for me. I know a little bit about various martial arts, kendo, and foreign languages."

Chu Zihang also discussed this with Lu Mingfei before making the offer.

When Lu Mingfei was with Leo, he also learned Japanese and English at Seven's request, and was fully capable of doing the job of a foreign language tutor.

After Lu Tianming's test, I have successfully passed this level, but the teaching tasks I need to complete and the salary still need to be discussed.

"By the way, you keep this. It's not convenient for me to carry it with me."

Seeing Chu Zihang's face full of reluctance, as if he was afraid that Chu Zihang would turn around and disappear in the rainy night, Lu Mingfei tossed the broken gun tip in his hand and handed him the trophy he had just seized.

"gone."

Lu Mingfei followed the butler downstairs. Chu Zihang looked at his back and felt that this boy, who was a year younger than him, was really different.

He looks like a man who is ready to go on a long journey at any time.

"Ahhh!"

I heard my mother and girlfriends screaming downstairs, probably because the team I couldn’t even name had scored a goal.

They have already finished a case of beer. If they keep drinking like this, this group of beautiful weird aunts will run out into the garden in their low-cut silk pajamas, holding hands and going crazy.

Lu Tianming, on the other hand, looked as if he was used to it. He ran into the study room with his office computer and let them make a fuss.

Indeed, it's good to go crazy occasionally.

Lu Mingfei walked out of Chu Zihang's house carrying clothes wrapped in a plastic bag.

"Brother Lu, which car are you driving?"

"Let's take a business car. The road is a bit difficult to travel on."

(End of this chapter)