"This is light..., it's so dazzling..." Chu Zihang murmured.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he felt a strong light again, which made him unable to open his eyes. This feeling was so familiar that he had just experienced it once not long ago.

The light gradually dissipated, and he returned to the Maybachri, and the "Monster Shrek" was still on the screen, but it had reached the end, and the brave knight rescued the princess from the evil dragon.

"Awaken?" The man smiled at the soft sunlight outside the car window.

The storm outside the window had dissipated at some point, and the sky was no longer as dark as before, making people feel very depressed.

At this moment, there was a bright sunshine outside.

The man was still talking like before, "You are still the same as when you were a child. You get sleepy as soon as you watch the movie. You are almost home. You have to ask your mother to serve us a table of good food. Today I'm exhausted."

"This..." Chu Zihang was in a complicated mood for a moment. He didn't know how to answer the man's words, so he had to look out the window.

Not far away, it is still the familiar viaduct.

Although it was a distance, Chu Zihang was still in a very complicated mood, for fear that the tide of Deadpool would emerge from the bridge and drag him back to the dark rainy night again.

But nothing happened, and the sunlight was even the brightest around it.

A boy in a small suit was lying on the railing next to the viaduct, holding a red rose in his hand, looking intoxicated, as if he was enjoying the sunshine after the storm.

As if he noticed Chu Zihang's gaze, the boy raised his head and looked at Chu Zihang, his eyes full of smiles.

Chu Zihang had an illusion that the other party seemed to be saying hello to him...

Do I know that boy? Chu Zihang was full of doubts.

Anyway, fortunately, Maybach did not step on the viaduct this time, that would be enough.

Go to a fucking rainy night!

Go to the god!

Feeling the strange and familiar scenery around him, Chu Zihang hurriedly said to the man: "You should take me to Beicheng District, this is Xicheng."

"Beicheng? We have been living in Xicheng..." The man's face was full of surprise and he cast a worried look, "Is it because I have been too stressed in studying recently? I asked your mother to carry you six walnuts and other clothes to replenish your brain."

"Mom..." Chu Zihang was stunned.

At this time, the two of them should have divorced, so why did they find another one? Chu Zihang was even more confused.

Compared with the real world, this dream world is really full of bizarreness, which makes Chu Zihang at a loss for a moment.

But this time it probably doesn't seem like a nightmare, Chu Zihang thought to himself.

"Don't be stupid. You're home and get off the bus." The man said.

Chu Zihang then reacted from his loss of consciousness and looked at the surrounding scenery, feeling a little fascinated.

As soon as he got off the car, he heard the familiar factory noise again. If it were before, he would have to complain a few more times. But now it sounds like a music to welcome his return, light and joyful.

He didn't know how many years he hadn't come back. This was a community near the factory they rented before. In the past, Chu Zihang liked to jump around on various roads in the community.

When it was okay, the young Chu Zihang would pull all the leeks and radishes planted by his neighbors in the open space. People in the community said that Chu Zihang was a naughty child.

The man didn't know how much apologized for such a thing, but he never blamed Chu Zihang.

At that time, he was still a lively and happy, carefree dead child, the kind that was even more dead child than Lu Mingfei.

However, after the man divorced his mother, Chu Zihang never came here again. At this moment, when he saw the familiar scenery again, he felt inexplicably expecting it.

Before the man could continue talking, Chu Zihang walked into the old community building with some anxiety.

It's still as worn here as before.

In the narrow stairway, the dirty walls were covered with hundreds of small advertisements, big and small, and the advertising cards were covered with thick gray. The ground was filled with various debris, from plastic bottles to bicycles.

But at this moment, these items actually felt a little intimate in Chu Zihang's eyes.

With a brisk step, Chu Zihang came to the familiar fourth floor.

The Spring Festival couplets posted on the door were the same as the man had divorced. The last pair Chu Zihang saw was already covered with dust on it.

He skillfully got the key from under the carpet in front of the door, pushed open the door, and the familiar breath brought Chu Zihang back to the summer of that year.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Suddenly, a familiar cough came from the kitchen. Chu Zihang was a little stunned, and then rushed into the room.

In the kitchen full of smoke, the woman was stir-frying side dishes. The pot was Chu Zihang's favorite celery-fried beef, which was fragrant and mouth-watering.

"Cough, Zihang is back..." The woman coughed while urging Chu Zihang: "Put your schoolbag, and bring me a bottle of beer downstairs. If the beef is less, the beer will no longer smell."

"Why are you here..." Chu Zihang was stunned. No matter how he looked like his mother in his memory.

That person, known as the "kitchen killer", is basically a horror of kitchen decoration when changing every meal.

"Don't stand there, go quickly, the dishes are about to be fried." The woman was still talking.

"Okay... OK!" Chu Zihang replied subconsciously, as if he was back to his childhood.

The convenience store downstairs is still the same as before. The old man in the store did not forget to greet Chu Zihang when he saw him.

"Isn't this the child of the old Chu family? I heard your father say that you are going to take the college entrance examination this year, and you will be the pillar of a country in the future. When we crossed the Yalu River, how could we think that society could have such a good development? Your generation must cherish it."

The old man is a veteran. Every time Chu Zihang comes here, he will tell the story of his past conquering the world with the army, and he can always teach Chu Zihang a lot of principles of being a human being.

"Haha, I'm leaving. I'll find an opportunity to have a good chat with you next time."

By the time he bought the salt and checked out, the old man had already told Chu Zihang about a small battle story. He looked like he was still unsatisfied, and Chu Zihang could only smile and nodded repeatedly.

When Chu Zihang returned to the rented room again, Su Xiaoyan had already cooked the dishes and said, "Why are you so slow... I've prepared all the dishes."

"..." Chu Zihang didn't know how to answer her, but silently put the salt bag in the kitchen, looking at the little house full of memories, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The man pulled the woman over and whispered in her ear, and the woman's face changed instantly.

He looked at Chu Zihang with concern, held Chu Zihang's hand and said, "Zihang, have you been under too much pressure in studying recently? Your father told me why you are a little confused?"

"No...no." Chu Zihangdao, "It's just that our family of three hasn't been together for a long time, and I didn't react for a while."

"You're not confused!" The woman became even more anxious. She touched Chu Zihang's forehead and tried her own. "I didn't have a fever, don't we live together all the time?"

"I think I have to go to the hospital," the man interrupted.

"Well, I feel so, too." The woman also echoed.

"..." Chu Zihang became autistic.

At the dinner table, Chu Zihang took a lot of effort to explain this matter to them.

At the same time, he also learned that in this dream, men and women did not divorce, nor did they have that damn rainy night. They lived a peaceful and monotonous life like all three of them.

In their world, there are no mixed races or dragons, only food, food, food, food, food, and salt.

At night, lying in the small bedroom of his past and feeling the familiar atmosphere on the quilt, Chu Zihang slept very peacefully for the first time.

I really hope this is not a dream, Chu Zihang thought.

...

Stockholm, Town Hall Square.

Since the extremely oppressive force appeared, Finger could clearly feel that the restless dragon blood in Chu Zihang's body instantly stabilized, and his body, which was gradually turning into a deadpool, gradually became normal.

Although he didn't know what was going on, everything was developing in a good direction, so there was no need to go deeper. When Chu Zihang woke up, he would naturally know everything.

Looking at the messy square around, Finger knew that the most important thing was how to properly handle the situation in front of him. After all, the secrets of the mixed-race world cannot be exposed.
Chapter completed!