Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

The bedroom was cramped, and the lights flickered on and off.

I've said it before, this light bulb needs to be replaced, but nobody cares about a loser like me.

In this suffocating family, there was no extra love to give him.

Of course, if we're talking about leeches and bloodsuckers, the family of three is quite enthusiastic.

A computer with its monitor lit up sits on the table.

Lu Mingfei lay lazily on the table, rubbing the red dots on the keyboard with the pad of his right middle finger.

The only thing that could bring warmth to Lu Mingfei's room was the hot air blowing from the CPU cooling fan inside the computer case.

He stretched out his left hand and pressed it against the case cover, so he could get closer to that bit of warmth.

Staring blankly at the computer screen, Lu Mingfei thought to himself, "Do I really have a mental problem?"

Why do all my classmates and friends seem to have no recollection of Senior Brother Chu Zihang?

Lu Mingfei browsed the webpage and found many answers to the question, "Why do people from my memories suddenly disappear from real life?"

1. Alzheimer's disease is a condition in which patients forget the people they remember who have died. Most patients are middle-aged or elderly, while a minority are young people.

2. The Mandela Effect is not a disease, but rather refers to a group of people mistakenly remembering details of a person or event. This phenomenon usually involves a bias in the memory of a segment of the population, with many people firmly believing their memories are correct, even if these memories do not conform to historical facts or current situations. This includes incorrect memories of book titles, movie lines, historical events, and the death dates of famous people.

For example, there are collective memory errors such as: "Are there 56 constellations?", "What does Mickey Mouse wear?", and "Is the Thinker sculpture touching his chin or his forehead?"

3. Schizophrenia: The patient's mental disorder makes it easy for them to imagine a person who does not exist in the real world, and they can clearly perceive the details of some events that happened between themselves and this imagined character in their confused memories.

When Lu Mingfei saw the search results on the browser page, he felt as if the sky had fallen, and the hairs on his body stood on end. "It seems that I am indeed sick. Senior Brother Chu must be a fictional character in my mind."

"I think I should stop looking for this Senior Brother Chu Zihang. Maybe he doesn't even exist in real life."

"It would be troublesome if people found out I have a mental problem later."

"I never know, my uncle and aunt might just send me straight to a mental hospital."

"I don't want to spend my whole life in a place full of mentally ill people."

Lu Mingfei was muttering to himself when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Young man, has it reached the point where you're starting to doubt yourself?"

Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw a little devil in a black evening suit with a white floral handkerchief pinned to his chest, sitting on the corner of his bed, swinging his legs.

Lu Mingfei covered his eyes with his hands, repeatedly telling himself, "I must be hallucinating again. How could that chubby Lu Mingze be such a cute little boy? Yes, I must be hallucinating again."

The little devil looked at Lu Mingfei like this and shook his head helplessly. He reached out and conjured a bottle of Egg White Brand hair oil out of thin air, squeezed a little onto his palm, and rubbed his hands together as he walked towards Lu Mingfei.

She placed her hand on Lu Mingfei's hair and said quietly, "Brother, later, that guy and your senior brother Chu Zihang will come to the house to find you. You don't need to think too much, just go with them. I've arranged everything for you, there won't be any danger."

As the little devil spoke, he straightened Lu Mingfei's messy hair. "Brother, I've styled your hair. There's a black suit I picked out for you on the bed. It's matching outfits for us, so remember to wear it and don't embarrass yourself!"

"Brother, I have other things to attend to and must go now."

Before I leave, I have something to tell you.

"At any time, you must believe in yourself. Everything in this world may be fake, but you are the only real one!"

After the little devil finished speaking, he disappeared into the room.

The moment the little devil disappeared, Lu Mingfei opened his eyes and murmured, "Senior Brother Chu Zihang? That person? Right, the black suit!"

Lu Mingfei quickly turned his gaze to the bed, where a brand-new, perfectly ironed black suit had been placed there sometime earlier.

Lu Mingfei stood up, walked to his bed, and reached out to touch the texture of the black suit, looking at the fine stitches and the fabric he had never seen before.

Lu Mingfei could clearly recognize that this was definitely not clothing he could afford. He would rather believe that the clothes were a figment of his imagination than believe that the little devil had given them to him.

Lu Mingfei looked towards the door of his bedroom, staring at the doorknob, imagining that in a moment, Chu Zihang would turn the doorknob and open his bedroom door.

I saw that senior brother with blue hair again.

“Senior brother, you are the center of attention, while I am ignored by everyone. But for a moment, the light emanating from you seemed to truly shine upon me.” Lu Mingfei said, gently picking up the suit jacket from the bed. “But, what if? What if you really come, senior brother?”

Lu Mingfei silently unbuttoned the double buttons on the abdomen of his suit jacket and changed out of his blue fleece sweatshirt.

Lu Mingfei changed into a black suit and looked at the ties laid out on the bed with a troubled expression.

He doesn't know how to wear a tie.

Lu Mingfei: "How about we just go out like this? It seems like some American bigwigs don't like wearing ties either."

Just as he was worrying, Lu Mingfei noticed that there was an adjustable metal cap buckle on the back of the tie. He was instantly touched, adjusted the size to fit, walked to the mirror, and put the tie on himself. "The little devil is quite thoughtful," Lu Mingfei smiled at himself in the mirror.

However, after seeing his own smile in the mirror, he immediately suppressed it. Fortunately, the face in the mirror did not retain the smile he had just had.

Lu Mingfei, a spoiled brat who has never been loved, is easily satisfied; a tiny bit of joy is enough to make him happy all day.

However, it is difficult for someone who has never been loved to cultivate love in their heart to share with others.

At the same time, they cannot bear too much love, because if these spoiled kids are given too much love, they will easily explode; they cannot bear too much love.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" A knocking sound came from outside the door.

From inside the living room came Lu Mingfei's aunt's voice: "Honey, go see if our son Lu Mingze is back!"

Lu Mingfei's uncle: "Okay, I'll go right away."

He walked to the door, opened it, and saw two unfamiliar men standing there. They didn't seem to be his classmates. He asked, "Excuse me, who are you two handsome gentlemen looking for?"

Ye Jingchen looked into the house. "We're looking for Lu Mingfei. He should be at home, right?"

Uncle Lu Mingfei turned to look at Lu Mingfei's bedroom and said loudly, "Mingfei, someone is looking for you. It looks like it's your friend."

Lu Mingfei, who was standing in front of the mirror feeling intimidated, was stunned for a moment after hearing his uncle's words. "Is it Senior Brother Chu Zihang who's here?"

In the past few days, Lu Mingfei has been trying to find people everywhere to verify Chu Zihang's existence, but all his attempts have been in vain. Now, he has even begun to accept the idea that Chu Zihang does not exist.

In the end, Chu Zihang, a man forgotten by the world, rose from the ashes again...

"Uncle, I'm coming out now." Lu Mingfei tried to straighten his back. The black suit that the little devil had chosen for him fit Lu Mingfei's figure perfectly.

Wearing it doesn't make me look like a skinny monkey like I do with my usual clothes.

Lu Mingfei reached out and pressed the doorknob, then stepped out and looked towards the doorway. There he saw Chu Zihang with blue hair and Ye Jingchen standing there straight and tall!

When the uncle saw Lu Mingfei's eye-catching suit, he was stunned for a moment. He felt that the temperament Lu Mingfei was exuding was out of place in this family. In an instant, he had transformed from a beggar into a prince.

What his uncle should know is that if he hadn't been exploited by that family of three, Lu Mingfei could have lived a life even more extravagant than Chu Zihang.

Lu Mingfei was stunned when he saw the two people standing at the door. He quickly walked towards Chu Zihang and asked excitedly, "Is it really Senior Brother Chu Zihang?"

Chu Zihang nodded to Lu Mingfei, somewhat puzzled as to why Lu Mingfei was so excited to see him.

Lu Mingfei took another small step towards Chu Zihang, placing his hands in front of him. "Senior Brother Chu, do you know how I've been these past few days while you were gone? Do you know?"

It wasn't until Lu Mingfei pressed him again that Chu Zihang's mind finally went back to the right path!

His eyebrows twitched slightly, and he thought to himself, "Lu Mingfei actually remembers me! He's a monster too!"

Chu Zihang was shocked and shifted his gaze to Ye Jingchen's face beside him.

Unlike Chu Zihang, Ye Jingchen didn't react with surprise. He simply looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes and said calmly, "Take the necessities and come with us."

Upon hearing Ye Jingchen's words, Auntie immediately became displeased. She put down the TV remote, strode over, grabbed Lu Mingfei's arm, and pulled him behind her!

Lu Mingfei is their family's long-term meal ticket!

Without the living expenses sent by Lu Mingfei's parents, the family of three wouldn't have been able to move to a new home.

My uncle can't afford a new car.

Lu Mingze couldn't afford to attend a prestigious elite school like Shilan Academy.

The household appliances would not be so complete.

Auntie is still planning how to reasonably allocate Lu Mingfei's living expenses and buy a school district house for Lu Mingze...

Ye Jingchen reached into his pocket and pulled out a letter written by Giovanni. He didn't even bother to look at his aunt and handed the envelope to Lu Mingfei. "This is a letter your mother wrote to you. Principal Angers asked me to give it to you."

Next, you will go abroad to complete your studies.

“My mother…” A familiar yet unfamiliar figure flashed through Lu Mingfei’s mind. He tremblingly reached out, took the letter, and opened it:

My dear child:

I am your mother, when you read this letter...

Lu Mingfei's fingers trembled slightly on the letter. His mother's handwriting, like a butterfly specimen, was pinned to the yellowed stationery, each stroke carrying the warmth of maternal love.

When he read the words "Black Swan Harbor," the sunlight outside the window suddenly distorted into a bronze color, and dappled light and shadow danced on the ground, as if countless dragon eyes were spying on him.

"Snapped!"

Whether out of jealousy or greed, the aunt suddenly snatched the letter, her swollen fingers leaving oil stains on the words "transfer of guardianship":

"You dare to try and fool people with just a scrap of paper? Our Mingfei is going to get into a good university in China!" Of course, Auntie wouldn't see Lu Mingfei; this was just an excuse she used to fob off Ye Jingchen.

This was the first time in his life that Lu Mingfei had received a handwritten letter from his mother. He anxiously reached out and said, "Auntie, please don't tear it up!"

It was too late to say it, or perhaps not too late. Auntie probably heard it and did it on purpose. She crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it at Ye Jingchen.

Ye Jingchen glanced at it, and the wad of paper burst into a ghostly blue flame in the air, turning into ashes and scattering away.

Chu Zihang's pupils contracted slightly, because he had heard his father, Chu Tianjiao, say that hybrids could not casually reveal their Word Power in front of ordinary humans.

"The guardianship documents are at the Kassel College Notary Office." Ye Jingchen's voice was like a sharp, tempered blade. "I'll be leaving with Lu Mingfei within three minutes."

The air in the entryway suddenly seemed to freeze.

Lu Mingze burst through the door with his schoolbag on his back, his school uniform stained with oil from the Shilan Middle School cafeteria.

The chubby man with a face full of acne glanced at Lu Mingfei's black suit and sneered, "A toad wearing a suit, going to participate in the Frog Prince audition?"

Upon hearing these words, Lu Mingfei felt as if his heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand.

The self-esteem that was trampled on at the dinner table in those years.

The night I eavesdropped on my cousin showing off his new sneakers in the bathroom.

At this moment, they all transformed into fine bronze spikes, piercing into his bone marrow.

The person who leeches off you will never be grateful to you; they will feel that all the deprivation they inflict on you is something you are entitled to give.

If you try to escape or break free from their parasitism, these bloodsuckers will even morally blackmail you and slander you.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously reached for the inside pocket of his suit—where the little devil's bronze dice were hidden, which should be useful.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap rang out.

Lu Mingze slammed into the shoe cabinet like a spinning top, five bloody marks blooming on his greasy cheeks.

Ye Jingchen flicked his wrist, his fingertips still bearing traces of Lu Mingze's blood. "The first lesson in etiquette at Kassel College—learn to respect bloodlines."

This was all made up by Ye Jingchen. He had never been to Kassel College, let alone had any etiquette classes. He had never even heard of such a thing since the first day he arrived in this world. Along the way, wherever he went, everyone treated Ye Jingchen with utmost respect.

The reason he slapped Lu Mingze was twofold. First, he disliked Lu Mingze. He used to enjoy Lu Mingze when he read the novel, but now that he had witnessed Lu Mingze's arrogant and domineering behavior in person, he was even more annoyed.

That's secondary; the main issue is that Lu Mingze took Ye Jingchen's center position and blocked his way.

Lu Mingze covered his face, pointing an enraged finger at Ye Jingchen, "You! You! You... how dare you hit me in my own home!"

Ye Jingchen's face showed impatience. He glanced at Chu Zihang and waved his hand, "Knock them all out! Then contact Kassel College and have them send this family of three to Masafumi Toyama in Japan and have someone brainwash them."

Chu Zihang: "..."