Ask Chu Zihang and Ricardo M Lu in the school cafeteria! !

Chu Zihang enters the shutdown procedure and gets ready for bed. It takes more than ten seconds to turn it off, during which he can also see the posts in the night watchman's discussion forum rolling and refreshing.

Suddenly a red eye-catching post popped up and instantly rose to the top of the list. The red post indicates that this is a reward post.

"Who can get on well with the Japanese royal family? I want to book Meiji Jingu in Tokyo for one night, for the wedding. "

Posted by "Dick Tito", is that Caesar, the president of the Student Union? Gattuso's id.

Chu Zihang's fingers hit the keyboard like an electric shock.

"This is suggested to marry him? Sprinkle flowers! "

"Caesar, you married a woman from China. Why not make a reservation at the ancestral temple in Beijing? "

In an instant, a flood of replies pushed this reward post to the top. Compared with the raging fire outside and the snakes running around the campus, this is nothing new. Tonight's news is: "Countdown! The president of the student union is going to marry the red-haired witch!

Chu Zihang also want to have a look, the screen is dark. The dormitory is quiet, there is no light, the wind chimes in front of the window jingle, and the tongue of the bronze wind chimes is a key.

That key can open a door in an old residential area in Beijing, or a place in his heart ... whether behind that door or that place in his heart, it is empty and dusty.

He grabbed his school uniform from the back of the chair and got up to go out.

The restaurant is very quiet.

This baroque hall can accommodate 65,438+0,000 people at the same time, but there is only one diner at present. Some people munch at the end of the long dining table, treating food as heartless as a gust of wind sweeping away leaves. There is a whole chicken, a smoked pork leg, a beef burger, a vegetable salad and a large portion of mashed potatoes on the plate ... It seems that this guy has a good appetite.

Ricardo Milu always has such a good appetite.

When he was completely forgetful and integrated with nature, a man sat down next to him and put down his plate. Ricardo Milu spat out a sucking chicken bone and turned to look at the deadpan Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang's dinner is simple, two fried eggs and milk soaked in cereal, and a glass of orange juice.

It's past midnight, and the school engineering department successfully put out the fire around 10. In the next two hours, the restaurant was crowded with people, and everyone celebrated with beer. It's not really a celebration. Just a reason to drink beer. Every time the equipment department makes a big noise, everyone has a reason to celebrate. The madman in the equipment department sometimes comes out of the underground laboratory to join in the fun, and everyone sings and dances.

Now that the celebration is over, leaving a table full of plates and beer glasses unopened, only the two of them are left in the restaurant, and cuckoos and chickens coo outside the window.

There is a feeling of being inseparable.

It's hard to see Chu Zihang in the restaurant at this time. It's not that Chu Zihang doesn't eat supper, but that he will take an egg and ham from the restaurant at dinner and eat it as supper in the dormitory. Chu Zihang's life is like a precise watch, and the time is planned in an orderly way. He calculated that it takes 18 minutes to go to the restaurant for dinner, and he would rather spend this 18 minutes in the library.

Chu Zihang nodded, greeted Ricardo Milu, and then dipped the cereal in milk and stirred it.

Ricardo Milu and Chu Zihang didn't get warmer after they came back from Beijing. Chu Zihang has never been intimate with anyone, including Susie. This kind of person is always in a state of facial paralysis. He gave you his life, but he won't waste another minute smiling at you or chatting with you. Sometimes Ricardo M Lu will recall the days when Xia Mi was here, and Chu Zihang even discussed life with him. He can't help feeling that love can really change a person.

But now Xia Mi is dead.

Or in fact, Xia Mi never really existed.

"I heard you were coming to dinner, and I thought you were with Finger."

"He went to the internship. Isn't he graduating soon? "

"Will you eat the weight of two people because you miss him?"

Sounds like a joke. It's not funny unless Chu Zihang tells it. More like a question that needs to be answered seriously.

"No, I'm suddenly hungry." Ricardo Milu had to answer.

"Your midnight oil content is too high."

"I am a carnivore."

"Eating less oil is good for your health."

"Brother, do you want to tell me that big brother and big sister are getting married?" Ricardo Milu's spoon for mixing milk cereal stopped.

"Yes, but I don't know how to start this topic." After a few seconds of silence, Chu Zihang admitted it.

In fact, Chu Zihang is a very understandable person. Although he is "facial paralysis", it is difficult for you to guess what he is thinking from his expression, but his neural circuit is like a straight highway, without turning at all. Concealing camouflage is not Chu Zihang's strong point, just like the arc of a knife. The faster the knife, the straighter the arc.

It was difficult for him to find a euphemistic way to open the topic, but Ricardo Milu saw through it at a glance.

"I saw the reward given by the boss." Ricardo m Lu said, "then I bet 100 dollars that the fire won't go out before ten o'clock tonight. I heard that I was frustrated and proud, but I still lost. "

"Give up?"

"Brother, that's not funny. I really want to blow up the axle of someone else's wedding car? " Ricardo Milu laughed.

"If you decide to go, I can be your criminal and I will repay your kindness." Chu Zihang said.

"Thank you, brother. What you said touched me very much, really. " Ricardo Milu scratched his head. "Thank you."

"Still going to give up?" Chu Zihang looked into Ricardo Milu's eyes. "When Caesar submitted his marriage application for the first time, I remember that you were very sad and were kicked out. At that time, your eyes seemed to be ... hiding something wild, and it would jump out at any time. "

"So brother, are you worried about my state? Come and see how I am? " Chu Zihang nodded: "But now I can see everything from your eyes. Maybe I don't need to see it. "

"I figured it out."

"What have you figured out?"

Ricardo Milu was silent for a long time: "Brother, do you think my sister will be happy with me or with my boss?"

Chu Zihang rarely hesitated: "If you want to make a person happy, there is always a way to do it."

He answered this question very hard, because the answer can only be Caesar if he answers it directly. Caesar is Nuo Nuo's real boyfriend. He is very kind to her. He can spend money for her or work hard for her. In front of Nuo Nuo, Gattuso's young master was as loyal as a hound, and Nuo Nuo told him to bite whoever he wanted. Nuo Nuo said that he had a boyfriend since kindergarten, and his ex-boyfriend could form two football teams to play against Caesar, but he didn't care. He felt that as soon as he appeared, Nuo Nuo's ex-boyfriends were cannon fodder. He is generous with cannon fodder, because without cannon fodder, it is not enough to show his perfection.

Now he is going to hold a Japanese royal wedding in Meiji Jingu, and marry the woman he first saw. It's a perfect match in any romantic drama. Only villains will make trouble, and according to the logic of drama, they will all be beaten by the protagonist in the end.

Ricardo Milu didn't want to make trouble at the wedding for any reason. He just has a crush on or falls in love with someone else's girlfriend.

There is no place to secretly love someone.

"Brother, did I tell you about a book called Shanghai Fortress?"

"Yes, I bought one and finished reading it on the plane."

"Do you remember the plot? An idiot likes a great girl, but that great girl is getting married. " Ricardo Milu said softly, "An idiot flirts with girls, but he just doesn't have the courage to tell anyone. He thinks the girl's fiance is a smelly diaosi. He always sends text messages to girls, and girls will text him back. He kept all the text messages that girls returned to him, thinking that this was evidence that people liked him. "

Chu Zihang listened silently to Ricardo M. Lu retelling the story he already knew the ending, and the cuckoo cooed outside the window. There are some stories in the world that you don't want to read again because there is no solution. Some stories seem to be doomed, not because of accident, nor because of missing, but because of an inextricable knot. If it happens to be a tragedy, then its sadness is doomed at the beginning of the story.

He went to see Shanghai Fortress because of Ricardo Milu's recommendation. In the first class of United Airlines flying from Beijing to Chicago, after reading the story, he stuffed the book into the magazine bag next to his seat. He didn't intend to take it away, but wanted to leave it to the next passenger so that he could read the story by accident. Then he asked for a glass of ice water, silently looked at the open floor that passed by the window, thought for three hours, but found no solution to the hero.

Not all love in the world has a solution.

Ricardo Milu is still talking: "But one night he sent a crucial message to the girl, telling her a big secret, but the girl didn't reply." Why would this idiot think? How could she? She shouldn't be sleeping at this time. She should reply to my text messages. Why didn't she reply? What made her not return my message? "

"Idiot suddenly thought that on such a good night, people have to accompany their boyfriends." Ricardo Milu said softly, "I want to spend a few months with my boyfriend, being very much in love or something ... I know you know little about it, brother ... I'm getting married, so I can kiss, whisper and roll the sheets together." What about that idiot? He's texting. In fact, for such a long time, his communication with the girl was only a short message, but what about the girl and her fiance? They go shopping, watch movies, eat ... and kiss. "

"He just thinks he is very important in girls' lives, but in fact he is the smelly diaosi." Ricardo Milu whispered, "Great love? I love you the most? "

"That's enough." Chu Zihang whispered.

"I said the last sentence, I think the teacher elder sister and the boss ..." Ricardo Milu said.

"I said, enough!" The veins stood out suddenly on Chu Zihang's forehead. It is rare to see him angry. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he still roared like a lion. "If you believe you can do something, you really can't! Because I have given up hope, what can you do? "

He hates the sense of powerlessness in Ricardo M. Lu's words. He has erased the word "powerlessness" from his dictionary.

He thought of the highway in the storm countless times, and remembered the moment when the man threw a knife at Odin, but he ran away in Mitch, and he was scared to tears. At that moment, he hated his cowardly face. If given another chance to choose, he will put the long knife on the other side of the car door aside and jump back with the man, even if he dies.

Boys have the opportunity to die with their father, and they should also be with glory.

But nobody can change the past. Since then, Chu Zihang has no choice to escape. The more difficult the enemy is, the stronger his fighting spirit will be. He always feels that there is a cliff behind him, and there is no retreat. If it weren't for this, he and Caesar wouldn't have such a big contradiction. Caesar is also a man who doesn't want to take a step back, except in front of Nuo Nuo.

Ricardo Milu was stupid and trembling: "Just ... just saying, don't take it seriously, I, I ... I talked to you, brother ..."

"Without hope, you can't do anything." Chu Zihang stared at Ricardo M. Lu's eyes tightly and repeated it.

Ricardo Milu was silent for a long time: "Brother, have you ever seen the Saint saint seiya Saint?"

Chu Zihang was stunned: "I have heard of it."

"I was so moved when I watched it that I could recite my lines." Ricardo Milu Du Du shouted, "Once saint seiya, a saint, is knocked down, I can't climb any more. Just like Athena, I have no strength at all, and I can't walk any more. Athena said, but you still have hope. Saint seiya, the saint, was right. I still have hope. I am the biggest, so I stood up and defeated the enemy. " He just looked out of the window. "At that time, I thought to myself, how nice! I also have hope, and I will always be awesome if I have hope. "

"Later see the underworld, saint saint seiya was down again. This time, it's for God. Man can't beat God. This time, there is no hope, "he added. "Saint saint seiya told Athena again, I use the goddess for everything, and I lost. Athena said again, but you still have life. You're not nothing. Saint seiya, a saint, thought yes, I still have life! I burn my life. I am the oldest! So he stood up again and knocked down God. I was very touched, and I secretly made up my mind. I can't wait to gamble my life. "

"But then I want to see. Athena is the boss of saint seiya, a saint, and an unscrupulous boss. The boss told the hard-working employees to have good hopes and fight with their lives! Hope and life are actually excuses to make you full of hope for the future. " Ricardo Milu said softly.

"Some things can become awesome as long as you make up your mind, and most things are useless as long as you gamble with hope."

Both of them were silent, but the air was filled with gunpowder, and Chu Zihang's pupils shone with anger, as if it were true.

"I know what you're thinking, brother. I am just weak. " Ricardo Milu bowed his head,

"It's not your first day to know me."

Chu Zihang took a deep breath and suppressed his inexplicable anger. For him, this anger is really inexplicable. According to his character, he shouldn't care so much about other people's affairs.

"I was looked down upon in my class when I was in primary school," he said softly, "because my mother took me to remarry at that time, and everyone in the class knew that my father was not a dear father. At that time, I went to an international primary school, and my classmates and families were very good. Many parents have dated my stepfather. One of the reasons why they laughed at me was that my mother was beautiful, so I had the opportunity to go to that primary school. I'm actually the son of a driver. "

His voice trembled: "They said that Chu Zihang's father was kind to him because he wanted to sleep with his mother!"

Ricardo Milu froze and was at a loss. Damn, these personal past events are not what he should know. As president of the student union, Caesar? Gattuso's lackeys, who are close friends of Chu Zihang, chairman of the Lions Heart Association, exchange ideas in the dead of night and are photographed by paparazzi as a souvenir, which is a great crime of collaborating with the enemy.

"The guy who took the lead in saying this is a black belt in karate, the youngest black belt in China." Chu Zihang said, "My veins have not yet awakened. I can't beat him. "

"Your stepfather is not good for you? Tell your stepfather to go to his old man's house and fight for his brother. You will never lose. You two dads are mighty, only one. " Ricardo Milu couldn't help it.

"No, I haven't told him about it, because it has nothing to do with him. This is my business. " Chu Zihang whispered, "I just want him to send me to learn kendo. It took me three years to get my black belt. Before that, no one believed that a pupil could do it. But I have to get it in three years, because if I graduate in three years, I don't know which middle school I will go to, so I can't beat him. "

"Oh!" Ricardo Milu praised.

"I asked him to play before the graduation ceremony. Every time he flies towards me, I hit him on the knee with a bamboo sword. For three years, I've been practicing this kind of aerial fighting every time. I want to kick his leg, how to play. He can't believe it every time he gets up, saying, how can you keep playing? " Chu Zihang hoarse, "I don't answer, of course I can hit every time! Because I practiced it 10,000 times! "

He pressed Ricardo Milu's shoulder: "Everyone can take his life in his own hands, as long as you believe you can do it!" "

Ricardo Milu just looked at him, and Chu Zihang's pupil was beating with Mars while the iron was hot.

"Brother, you are really an inspirational emperor." After a long time, Ricardo Milu muttered.

"I hope you know what I mean. I don't care if you give up Nuo Nuo, "Chu Zihang said. "But I hope you don't give up on more things!"

"Brother, you beat others so badly. What did you say to them later? " Ricardo Milu suddenly asked.

"His mother found the school, so I had to go back to my parents. I found my mother," Chu Zihang scratched his forehead. "you know my mother ... is actually unreliable ... after hearing the reason why I hit people, she laughed her head off."

"Swing back and forth?"

"Anyway, it's so ... very happy. Then she put on her best clothes, her Patek Philippe watch and Cartier diamond ring, took the driver and my security guard, and drove my father's most expensive Mercedes to pick up his mother from school. Rich women always show off at this time. I think his mother was wearing a Jin Shanshan when she came. "

"Fight for mom." Ricardo Milu said.

"I suddenly understood my mother's intention. When his mother saw my mother dressed up, she lost her mind first and her momentum was low. "Chu Zihang shook his head," but after all, I hit people, his mother also rang rang, also irony my mother took me to remarry. I think those words were actually said by that boy at home listening to his parents. He didn't come to school to parrot. "

"Is your mother angry?"

"No, my mother is very calm. My mother said this thing, and your son said that my son is not his father's own. This is a fact. However, if my son spends more money than yours, it is to compare your husband with my son's stepfather. Whoever loses and wins has his destiny. But my son beat your son in a fight, which shows that my son has good genes and good health. His genome was given to him by his dear father! Your son is so weak, why should you laugh at my son? Oh, by the way, is your husband in poor health? Otherwise, how did you give birth to such a weak son? Isn't it a black belt in karate? My son beat him after practicing for three years. Is that impossible? You don't take your son to the hospital for examination? " Chu Zihang smiled wryly. "She put down the medical expenses and took me home. My mother is also very sarcastic. "

"Your mother is so classy!" Ricardo Milu gave a thumbs up.

But he suddenly stopped laughing: "You know what, brother? I had a fight for the same reason as you. Junior high school students said that my parents should be divorced abroad, and no one wanted me, so they left me at my uncle and aunt's house. Later, the school asked me to find my parents, so I told my aunt ... "He licked his lips. "My aunt scolded me, pulled me to apologize to others, and asked me to help them do my duty and let me pay less for medical expenses ... After I got home, I heard her discuss with her uncle in the evening and said that my parents were really divorced abroad. I didn't tell them if anyone would give me living expenses in the future. ...

Chu Zihang froze.

"Later, I helped that guy on duty all week. Go back to my uncle's house in the evening, make good food for everyone before eating, and wash the dishes. I heard my aunt say,' You will run out of living expenses this month, and I saved you a passbook for living expenses.' My cousin told me that if the living expenses don't arrive next month, I might have to move out so that he can have a room of his own ... "Ricardo Mi Lu." So, brother, you are awesome because someone takes care of you. You have a reliable stepfather and a beautiful old mother. They actually ... love you. No matter what bad things you do, you have somewhere to go ... but I don't. How can you expect me to be brave? "

Ricardo M. Lu ate fried eggs with relish, and only in this way could he keep a straight face: "Do you know that people in China are divided into diaosi now? Gao Fushuai is the kind of beautiful girl who tries to paste it backwards. After failing to post or being dumped, they will go to the boy who likes them very much but they don't. That kind of boy is diaosi. " His mouth is full of undercooked egg yolk, and his voice is vague. "When they are unexpectedly pregnant with a rich and handsome child, diaosi will sadly take them to the hospital to comfort them. When they recover, they will go to other Gao Fushuai. Diaosi will leave them a message on QQ, and they will never return ... "

He wiped his mouth: "Brother, in fact, you are really Gao Fushuai, and I am diaosi. I hate to classify people like this ... because they classify me very accurately. "

"Don't talk to diaosi about courage and hope." He lay prone on the long table and closed his eyes.

He shouldn't be here tonight. He is not good at ideological work, but he is laughed at.

In fact, everyone loses hope sometimes, not only diaosi, but also Gao Fushuai. He reached for the key in his pocket.

"Yes, I'm Jormungandr, Jormungandr the Dragon King!"

"It seems that I ate your girl ... and went there to find Xia Mi, and I left everything of her there."

The stubborn voice echoed in my ears again. She denied that she was Xia Mi, along with all her vague feelings, and didn't even give Chu Zihang a chance to prove it. It's really beautiful and perfectly finished.

Chu Zihang can hit any enemy's leg with his sword ten thousand times, but he can't change the ending. Just like the story of Shanghai Fortress, there are some tragedies in the world that are unsolved mysteries and fast knots.

There is nothing you can do in the face of a fast knot. What are your hopes?

He hoped Ricardo M. Lu would bravely explode uranium in the car so that he could go with him and make up for what he didn't do at that time.

Just like there are always seniors who are about to graduate and say to their new siblings, don't lose your job, the grade point doesn't matter at all. Learn a guitar, form a band, ride a motorcycle, and travel with your favorite siblings. That's what you should do. The younger brother thinks that his brother is very awesome, and excitedly asks his brother where did you travel with your senior sister? Brother said gloomily, we didn't go anywhere. At that time, we had no money and wanted to get a scholarship.

There are two kinds of loneliest people. One is to hope that the whole world is as unlucky as him, and the other is to hope that others can be happy, because he feels a little warm when he sees a happy person. Chu Zihang is the latter kind of person.

One hand took Ricardo M. Lu's hand from the dining table, revealing the IPhone under pressure.

A bronze wheel is displayed on the screen. The pointer points to the position of 1/2. There are two squares left in the blood tank, and the skull marks are below.

Ricardo Milu watched this roulette before going to bed, counting the rest of his life. This must be interesting.

"Brother, in fact, you are a die-hard fan of a saint. You just skipped the stage of burning hope and started burning life." Minco Lu looked down at the sleeping Ricardo Milu. "You really have the soul of bloody animation!"

"But you have to admit that you are a diaosi, but you set yourself on fire …" He stroked Ricardo Milu's hair.

There are only two of them in the empty restaurant, standing under the magnificent zenith painting, which is "Twilight of the Gods". Nidhogg, the doomsday dragon, floated from the root of the world tree, his wings were covered with the bones of the dead, and the sunset was about to set on the horizon. Odin, the king of the gods, rode up on an eight-legged horse and threw a victory spear at the black dragon.

"One day you will be burned to death. What will they carve on your tombstone? " Minco Lu smile, "NiceBoyRicardoM. I'll do it? "

Ricardo Milu did not answer. He snorted and licked the egg juice on his lips.

"It's just like a pig." Minco Lu wry smile.

He was sitting next to Ricardo Milu, and I don't know when he was holding a goblet of red wine, sipping and tasting the blood-red liquid. As he once told Ricardo Milu, he tasted wine like a king tasted power.

But his hand is always on Ricardo Milu's shoulder, sitting very close, like taking care of a comatose patient, fearing that he will wake up in a dream without any support.

The church bell rang and the bell echoed in the silent night.

"Listen, the wedding bell, brother, the wedding car is coming. It's time to pick up the person you care about." Minco Lu gloated and smiled. "She is wearing a white wedding dress, with lace on her wedding shoes, orange flowers and white roses in her hand ... The bridesmaid pulls up her veil and skirt, and the groom has a diamond ring in his pocket. flower girl kneels on her veil and sings a hymn ... Get up! Get up, brother! I wish her a happy wedding! Let me tell you a secret. In the bride's long skirt, there will be a lace leg ring outside the white stockings, and the groom will take it off on the spot and throw it to those who want happiness! Go get it! This is her close-fitting dress. Very rare. Do you want to keep it for a lifetime to commemorate your life that will burn like waste wood? "

He speaks faster and faster, like a curse and ridicule from a wizard in the depths of darkness. Every word he said made his face more ferocious and angry. Finally, his handsome little face was occupied by stormy anger, and his pupils shone like gold.

Ricardo Milu seemed to feel something in his dream, trembling slightly, and his eyes twitched as if he were experiencing pain.

"No one can escape sadness, brother," Minco Lu said softly. "Sorrow is the real devil. The stronger it is, the deeper it is hidden. "

"But don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Have me! " He held Ricardo Milu's shoulder hard. "Anyone who wants to take anything away from you is our enemy. Caesar? Gattuso, right? Let's kill him together! "

In his pupil, the intense golden light is spinning in the dark, like an ancient dragon spinning in the depths of a dark cloud, and it is about to drop a huge thunder of punishment.