Chapter 170 Flowers Blooming in the Heart (Last Chapter, Big Chapter, Please Subscribe!!!)

Lu Mingfei carried Chu Zihang to the exit of the "Black Stone" subway station.

An iron-gray old Nissan was stuck in the most conspicuous position at the intersection, with a stamped orange ticket on it. The reason was "illegal parking on the sidewalk," and three points and two hundred yuan were deducted.

There is also a pink note stuck directly above the ticket with crooked Chinese characters on it.

[If you take a taxi with a bloody and naked guy on your back, you will be arrested by the police. Don’t be moved. I’m just as considerate as ever.

PS: Remember to pay the ticket. The gas in the mailbox may be a little low. Please fill it up.

Your dearest senior brother who is even more handsome than Chu Zihang. 】

"This guy..." Lu Mingfei tore off the ticket and the note and put it in his pocket, smiling silently, "How can he be so thoughtful? In that case, let me admit that you are handsome...but just this once!"

Putting Chu Zihang in the back seat, he sat in the driver's seat, turned on the ignition and turned on the handbrake, then stepped on the accelerator while releasing the clutch. The old Nissan engine made a dull protest sound, the tires gripped the ground hard, and the car rushed out like a roaring beast.

The gray Nissan cut through the morning rush hour traffic like a sharp knife. Mercedes-Benz and BMW owners were afraid that their cars would be scratched and tried to avoid them, while yelling authentic Beijing curses.

But Lu Mingfei turned a deaf ear. He didn't know what or who he was thinking about when he suddenly hummed an old Japanese song, "Sudden Love", which is the theme song of the very famous Japanese drama "Tokyo Love Story".

At this time, the morning sun emerged from a tall building in the distance, and the golden light flowed like a meandering stream on the upward curve of the boy's mouth. He just happened to hum his favorite part of this old song.

"I like you more and more every day."

"Love you more than now."

"Everything I have comes to you through the barriers of time and space."

The curve of the corner of his mouth raised a little again, and the sun hung gently on his lips. The brilliance of the sun seemed to be a little less colorful than the boy's smile.

The world has never been so bright.

…

Ten o'clock in the morning, Kempinski Hotel, Paulaner Brasserie.

This is not the peak drinking point, and there are very few customers in the beer hall. The waitresses in Bavarian dresses were at ease, sitting in groups around the wine cabinet. They gently lifted the hem of their skirts to avoid getting dirty on the floor, revealing their beautiful calves wrapped in transparent stockings. They talked among themselves and glanced at the man in the corner.

As soon as the brewery opened in the morning, the man walked straight in and ordered ten one-liter cups of yellow beer and ten 200-ml sets of wheat wine. He has been drinking it for three hours now. The most puzzling thing is that the man is wearing a sophisticated gray suit, but has a family bucket upside down on his head. He looks like a KFC promoter who just lost his job...or he just lost his girlfriend while eating KFC. .

"Hi! Dear girls! Are there any spicy snacks here?" Mr. Tong waved his hands like he was 250. It seemed that life had dealt a heavy blow to him.

"Can you control your idiot temperament? I'm afraid that others don't know that you are a twenty-five-year-old, and I will be suffocated to death sitting across from you." Opposite Mr. KFC, a rickety old man was curled up in a chair.

A fine dragon bone cane is leaning against the corner of the table. The top of the cane is a low-hanging ferocious dragon head. It is polished with the bones of a real third-generation species. The person holding it seems to be able to truly hold the power. With force.

"Don't be so grumpy, Henkel. I know you are upset, so I asked you to meet here. There is a strong aroma of wine and girls in long skirts. You should relax a little more at the wine table." KFC The gentleman pushed a glass of wheat wine with a layer of fine white foam towards the old man, "Try it? It's a specialty here."

Henkel grabbed the wine glass, took a sip, and then drank it all.

"When I was young, I always wanted to be a leader who was well-respected by the public. Now that I am old and my wish has been fulfilled, I now know how tiring the burden of the family can be on people." Henkel gently knocked on the shoulder that could not stand upright. Hebei said, "Those young people in the family who have high ambitions have been too noisy recently. They feel that they were humiliated by Ange and Lu Mingfei last time. Especially the boy from the Gonzalez family, he always feels that he is the most special That one until I met Lu Mingfei, it seemed like a big blow."

"Young people, it's normal to be rebellious and rebellious. I was like this when I was young." Mr. KFC stuffed a large piece of French champagne into his mouth under the family bucket.

"Rebellion is a trivial matter, but it also depends on whether you have the capital to be rebellious. That kid doesn't have the qualifications to go against the secret party. First, he was thinking about the girl named Ling, and kept making noises saying that he must get her, and then he went to Lu Ming with a grudge. "No, Gattuso has been provoked recently. This has gone beyond the scope of rebellion and sophistication... I wonder if he has any intellectual disability or something." Henkel said in a tone of hatred that iron cannot be made into steel.

"Hahahaha, I remember, that guy with the flamingo hair, right, 'What about the Gonzalez family flames'? Did he offend Caesar too? There are really two hundred and fifty people around you!" Mr. KFC laughed.

"Do you think you are much better than him?" Henkel glanced sideways, "Every time we meet, you wear this extremely cheap family bucket. Do you really think you are Mr. KFC? Do you want to ask KFC headquarters for an endorsement? fee?"

"Have you ever heard of the '500' law? Henkel." Mr. KFC said, "It means that if two idiots are not far apart, the magnetic field of 250 will definitely stick them together to make 500. This That’s the reason why you always encounter second-rate people, don’t take your anger out on me!”

"Then how do you explain this dragon-slaying plan?" Henkel said in a gloomy tone, "Thousands of hybrids have gathered to help you hide your eyes from others. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to reap the benefits. It's like a dragon bone cross falling from the sky. You were hit on the head! A normal person would reach out and catch it, how could you miss it?"

"Believe me Henkel, the timing was really bad this time." Mr. KFC, "When I finally found the entrance to Nibelungen, they had already started operating and all trains were suspended. I had to use the running car. It’s so dark in the subway tunnel late at night! By the time I reached the finish line, it was already over, and I was dumbfounded, but the ending was so fucked up!”

"You said that Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang worked together to kill the King of Earth and Mountain? Are you sure this news is correct?" Hengao's vicissitudes of old eyes suddenly stared straight at the two holes on the family barrel opposite, as if Shooting two rays of light, "You have to know that the information related to the Dragon King is a big deal. I hope you won't joke about this kind of thing."

"It's absolutely true!" Mr. KFC beat his chest loudly, "I guarantee it with my personality!"

"Where is the Dragon Bone Cross? Where did it go in the end?" Henkel asked.

"I don't know." Mr. KFC shook his head. "I really don't know. When I went there, there was no one there. I looked over the place and it was very empty. The entire keel has been taken away, and the bones that lost the cross have turned into Dust, just like those sickle weasels."

"I hope you didn't lie to me. After all, I have entrusted the future of the mixed race to you. Don't let me down." Henkel said in a deep voice.

"Of course, of course." Mr. KFC raised his glass, the two looked at each other and smiled, and there was a loud crunching sound between the glasses.

What Henkel didn't see was that when Lu Mingfei was mentioned, the face hidden under the family bucket suddenly curved in a rather intriguing arc.

…

Italy, Rome, Gattuso family.

"Did Caesar accept the Philosopher's Stone?" Frost Gattuso sat on a chair and asked in a low voice.

"He refused." Passi took out a stone fragment, and dark red light flowed quietly on it, "'I don't need this kind of thing, it will never be of use if you keep it here. I'll give it to you, no need. Return it to the family'... these are his exact words."

"Oh, I hope my stubborn nephew can become wise soon. How much the family loves him!" Frost glanced at the Philosopher's Stone in Patsy's hand. "Since Caesar said that, let's leave it for now. Leave it at your place. As long as you are near Caesar when it comes in use, it won't make any difference."

"Okay." Percy nodded and put the dark red Philosopher's Stone into his lining pocket. He took out a white-covered document, "Just sent it from Cassel College. It's an urgent document. , waiting for your approval."

Frost saw the black words on the white cover and the urgent red seal, his expression condensed, and he casually pushed the mountain of documents piled on the desk in front of him to the corner of the table. Among them were oil exploration projects with a capital of over 10 billion, a bid application for the acquisition of an international bank, and even a letter from a meeting with the Prime Minister of a certain country... But these were not worth mentioning in his eyes at the moment. He placed the document delivered by Patsy in the center of the table and glanced back and forth at the titles printed side by side in English, Chinese and Latin American.

The document was sent by express cross-ocean mail from Chicago to Rome early in the morning. The white cover had a long title, "About "A"-level student Caesar Gattuso (student number AI112933) and "A"-level student Chen Motong. (Student No. a09003) Marriage Application Form and Reply".

Frost skipped Caesar's lengthy application that resembled a confession of true feelings and turned directly to the last page, where two dazzling red seals were printed in the same box. The secretary of the college, Norma, and the president, Hilbert Jean Angers, have already given their approval, with exactly the same opinions, both in the “agree” column.

The senior management of Kassel College approved Caesar and Chen Motong's marriage application. In other words, if the two wanted to, they could decide whether to get married at any time even if they were still studying.

"The family can give their opinions and deny this application, or even the resolution of Norma and the principal. We stand as Caesar's guardian and have full decision-making power, and several school directors will also stand on our side." Passi stood At the table, he bowed slightly and whispered a reminder.

"Caesar has always been a child with an attitude. He has his own opinions on everything in the world. But if he thinks that after he took the lead in disobeying the family, the family will still want everything to follow his wishes, then he is totally wrong. ." Frost said seriously, "Just do as you say. It is also time for the family to properly express our dissatisfaction. What he needs to know is that the family can agree to his marriage or give him unlimited love. , the premise is that he must also stand as the successor and be full of considerations for the family."

Frost picked up the seal from the drawer that symbolized the head of the Gattuso family, and stamped it heavily on the column that symbolized negative opinions.

"I understand, all feelings in the world need to go in both directions. No one can export unlimited love in one direction." Patsy nodded slightly, sealed the documents approved by Frost into a bag, and put them away carefully.

"That's the truth, but it doesn't matter. Caesar just hasn't grown up yet. The family will give him enough time to grow up. After the eagle's wings are full, there will always be a day when it flies back to its nest... I believe that day will not be too far away. Times have changed. The wave has already come, and Caesar himself didn’t even realize that he would be the one standing on the wave...the pioneer!" Frost whispered.

"This time I just taught my dear nephew a small lesson to let him understand that he is not the emperor who can hold the whole world in his hands yet... But the family can start making preparations. Anyway, the two of them Marriage is a matter of time."

"In the end, are we still going to obey Caesar's will? Is this too doting on Caesar?" Passi exclaimed, "After all, there has never been such a precedent in Gattuso's history, letting the heir choose himself. The bride, the family has to start preparing for him... Do we want to make an exception for Caesar to this extent?"

"No, we condone him unconditionally, but when it comes to the issue of heirs and brides, the family never makes an exception! It was before and will be in the future. Caesar's father was like this, and he will be like this too!" Frost said coldly .

"Then Chen Motong..." Percy was puzzled.

"Caesar thought he had all his life in his hands, but he has always walked on the path paved by his family, including studies, connections, and love." A smile of success appeared on the corner of Frost's mouth, " From the beginning, the bride the family prepared for him... was Chen Motong!"

…

Chu Zihang had a long nightmare that lasted for the past five years. After escaping alone from that rainy night, he lost the man, and then stabbed the dragon in the heart with a folding knife in the Nibelung of the subway, and he lost the girl.

"Xia Mi...Xia Mi!"

Chu Zihang woke up suddenly, his eyelids opened like springs, the sudden halo was too dazzling, his eyes were completely white, and he couldn't tell where he was, whether it was a hospital... or heaven.

His sense of smell recovered before his vision, and he smelled the pungent smell of the potion. He sniffed hard, as if looking for a familiar smell. What he remembered was the fragrance of earth after a burst of rain, like the warm and moist breath of an angel.

He didn't smell it, but he couldn't help but feel lucky... Until his vision returned, there were only medical staff and complex medical machinery running back and forth around him. He fell weakly on the plain white sheets and looked at the white ceiling. His never-extinguishing golden eyes had lit up again, but at the moment he was confused and empty.

He lost something important again, along with his soul.

"You're awake, senior brother." A familiar voice sounded at the door of the ward, and Chu Zihang suddenly turned his head to look.

The girl was standing at the door holding a steaming bowl of Tremella Fungus and Lotus Seed Soup. The warm light filtered in from the window, rendering her like an angel.

"I'm here." She smiled softly, and the warm smile flowed into people's hearts along with the sunshine, as if it could fill up the empty body, and flowers bloomed in the heart.