Know Yourself in the Dragon World

"That's all I have to say." Mr. Han did not talk about the future, but only about the past and the present.

The future is not set. A small choice can deviate from the original route.

"The choice is yours. You already know our uniqueness. This is like betting your life on your choice." Mr. Han disappeared with the wind.

Only words linger in my mind, making the Courtyard hesitate.

"Junior, you have to hurry up, Raymond won't sleep for too long." Han Qiu reminded.

"I can't trust a guy who only knows how to talk, but...if things come to that point, I will let you know my decision in advance."

"That's fine. Until then, we are on the same page and should keep it a secret from each other."

"Keep it a secret from each other."

The ringing of the telephone came from Han Qiu's trouser pocket.

"Hello? Literature club meeting? Okay, I get it. I'll go with you." Han Qiu put away his phone and looked towards the 'atrium'. "Anything else?"

"No, I'll contact you if anything happens."

"Okay, I'll leave the file to you." Han Qiu waved his hand, "Goodbye."

"Interesting." 'Atrium' went down another staircase.

Mission accomplished.

Obtain rewards: bloodline improvement, obtain word spirit.

Word Spirit: Corrosion, serial number 38; (self-created)

Word Spirit·Qingmen, serial number 39; (self-created)

Word Spirit·Unemployed Body, serial number 40; (self-created)

Word Spirit: Yin Flow, serial number 41;

Word Spirit·Cold Crystal, serial number 42 (self-created).

Han Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and changed his clothes before walking out of the abandoned building.

Norma will help with everything, including surveillance.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

It feels so good to be a yellow bird.

"Are you sure she is willing to cooperate with us?" Han Qiu asked Mr. Han.

"It is very likely that she will. After all, Fenrir is too stupid. Without our intervention, it will be difficult for her to save Fenrir's life."

"I see." After walking around a few streets and leaving that area, Han Qiu hailed a taxi.

The literary club gathering, it seems that this thing is not absent due to cause and effect.

It must be because Lu Mingfei hasn't given up yet and still has a glimmer of hope for Chen Wenwen.

That's right, he no longer has that special feeling for his senior, so even though this has changed, Chen Wenwen is still that white moonlight.

"Should we help him continue it, or help him cut it off?" Han Qiu couldn't make up his mind, so he simply asked Mr. Han: "What do you think?"

"It's OK to continue or cut off." Mr. Han said, "Both have rewards, and the degree of freedom is higher. The rewards are the same, two Word Spirits."

"If everything is okay...well, I'm having a fear of making choices." Han Qiu simply took out his cell phone and called Chu Zihang.

"Brother, are you free? Let's have a meal together and... discuss something."

"Come to my house." Chu Zihang said, "There is a coffee shop at the entrance of the community."

"Okay, I'll be there right away, senior brother." Han Qiu thought he could stay at Chu Zihang's house for a while.

"Do you need me to pick you up?"

"No, no, I've got a taxi and I'm on my way."

"okay."

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The waiter brought two cups of coffee and pulled Han Qiu back from the scenery outside the window.

Chu Zihang really knows how to choose a seat. From this corner near the window, you can see the narrow cobblestone alley not far away.

On both sides of the alley, the walls, showing traces of time, are covered with vines, and the leaves sway in the wind.

I thought the high-end residential area was surrounded by bright lights and night life, but I didn’t expect there was such an old street.

"Thank you." Chu Zihang said politely to the waiter, and then put the sugar cube into the coffee.

"I know a little about Lu Mingfei." Chu Zihang stirred the spoon, "Those things about high school."

"Ah ha? Senior brother, you know that too?" Han Qiu asked.

"Well, maybe the whole school knows that he likes Chen Wenwen."

"This... How could the Dean of Academic Affairs just let it go?"

"Because the Dean of Academic Affairs thinks this is an impossible thing."

Han Qiu scratched his face in embarrassment and accepted the fact.

"It was passed down by Zhao Menghua, right?" Han Qiu asked.

It was Chu Zihang's turn to agree.

"I knew it, this guy." Han Qiu patted the table, "So this time I have to dampen Zhao Menghua's arrogance again."

"To help Lu Mingfei?"

"That's not the case. I don't like Zhao Menghua either."

"If you want to save face, I can lend you my car." Chu Zihang took out the car keys.

Han Qiu looked at the logo on the key and swallowed, "Panamera?"

"Yes, my family just bought it." Chu Zihang did not say that it was his 'father' who bought it.

It's 'Dad's' car, he can use it with confidence.

My father was on a business trip during this period, so it's no big deal to loan it out.

"I'm so embarrassed, brother." Han Qiu reached out and picked it up, looking at it in the sunlight.

"Just remember to return it." Chu Zihang said lightly.

"That's for sure, thank you, brother."

"Personally, I think we should let Lu Mingfei and Chen Wenwen talk again. The choice is in Lu Mingfei's hands." Chu Zihang said, "As you said, since Chen Wenwen has already broken up with Zhao Menghua, Lu Mingfei will regret it if he doesn't make a choice once."

"But, brother, no matter what choices you make in life, won't you regret it?" Han Qiu asked.

"But at least it's his own choice." Chu Zihang picked up the coffee. "All we can do is let Lu Mingfei meet Chen Wenwen in style and make a choice without any scruples."

"I think you are right." Han Qiu lowered his head. He had originally planned to take Lu Mingfei with him to show off his power, humiliate Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen together, and then leave.

This kind of thinking is like a nouveau riche running up to the goddess who rejected him, throwing down a handful of money, and saying: See, that's all your vision is.

Then leave nonchalantly.

Han Qiu learned this trick from a short video.

But Chu Zihang's words woke him up.

If it was Han Qiu's own business, Chu Zihang probably wouldn't say this.

But Lu Mingfei is not Han Qiu.

The choice itself is more meaningful than pretending.

As for Lu Mingfei’s affairs, only Lu Mingfei can decide them himself.

Whether it is to confess again or something else, outsiders cannot make the choice.

Han Qiu suddenly thought of his college roommate, who complained all day about choosing a crappy major.

He often said: It's all my parents' fault, I shouldn't have listened to them.

No matter what choice you make, you will inevitably regret it, but if you make your own choice, even if you regret it, you will not find anyone or anything to blame, and you have to grit your teeth and move on.

"The car is in my garage. I'll take you there to pick it up later." Chu Zihang finished the last sip of coffee.

Han Qiu looked at his cup without taking a sip. He quickly picked it up and drank it all up as if he was drinking wine.

"I'm a little thirsty." Han Qiu explained.

Chu Zihang stood up and said, "Let's go."

Outside Chu Zihang's house, Han Qiu heard cheers from inside.

"Is there a party?"

"My mother and my best friends." Chu Zihang explained, "They often forget to close the windows."

"Okay." Han Qiu asked, "Brother, I'm going to take your car away. What if you need to use the car?"

The door of the underground garage slowly opened, and three cars were parked there, with the Panamera parked in the middle.

“I have another car.”

Han Qiu opened his mouth wide. What he saw with his own eyes was completely different from what he heard.