Dragons: Reboot the New World

Chapter 52 Prologue: Rain falls and rushes into darkness ([-])

The raindrops pattered on the window, and the water splashed. The water flowed down along the glass, forming a transparent water film.

Chu Zihang saw a vast expanse of white on the playground. It didn't look like rain at all. There was some kind of floodgate in the sky that had opened. It wasn't raindrops, but finger-thick water columns penetrating the sky and the earth.

The wind started to blow in the afternoon, and there was a sudden thunderstorm when school was over. The surface in front of the teaching building was instantly covered with water droplets, as if someone had dipped a brush in thick ink and dumped it on the rice paper.

At the beginning, people from the school administration department were still wearing raincoats and running around the playground to check the drainage system, fearing that the rain would damage the turf and the expensive granular plastic track imported from the United States.

But now, those turfs have been completely overturned by the heavy rain, exposing patches of mottled black soil. On the plastic track, the water can even reach the top of the feet.

Horizontal and vertical wheel marks left crisscrossing marks on the soil. The guards could not stop the parents who came to pick them up. Private cars drove to the playground to wait.

Just half an hour ago, the place was as lively as a market. Every parent was honking their horns and cursing. The students couldn't recognize their own cars in the rain and were spinning around like headless flies.

Finally, all the students were picked up, and the playground was deserted. The sky-blue school flag of "Shilan Middle School" was flying on the background of the sky.

Chu Zihang stood in front of the glass, staring outside in a daze. He was the only one left in the classroom.It was as dark as late at night, and all the lights in the classroom were on, and the pale light shone on his back.

It's raining again, Chu Zihang thought.

Wait, why again?
An inexplicable thought came to Chu Zihang's mind. He felt that the scene of rain in the sky and the ground seemed familiar, as if he had experienced it somewhere before.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about all these things, but that strange familiar feeling always lingered in his heart.

He took out his cell phone and dialed. After a few beeps, the call was connected. He put the phone close to his ear.

"Is it raining there, Zihang? Mom is shopping with her sisters at Jiuguang Commercial Building. It's raining here too, and the car can't be driven. Let's have a cup of coffee and wait for the rain to lighten up before leaving. You can pick up the car yourself. Take a car and go home as soon as possible."

"By the way, didn't your dad give me money? Or call your dad and ask your dad to send a car to pick you up. Zihang, be good, mommy." A crisp "bang" sound came from the microphone. Then the phone hung up.

Chu Zihang closed the phone silently. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and he wasn't prepared to say it. He was used to this unobtrusive mother, and it was like this every time.

He just asked where his mother was, and at the same time told him that nothing happened to him in the rainy weather, so that she could do whatever she wanted to do in peace of mind.

But Chu Zihang didn't want to call his father. He knew that his father would let the driver drive the top-of-the-line Mercedes-Benz S500 to pick her up. His father was a well-educated and good man who liked his beautiful mother who was a dancer very much. Aiwu and Wudi are kind to him.

The most common thing he said was, Zihang, if you need anything, just say it, I am your father.I will fulfill my duties as a father to you.

Hey, it doesn't sound bad to have a rich father who has obligations to him.

But what about that man?He also fulfilled his obligations, right?

The door of the classroom was open, and the cold autumn wind came in with the raindrops, making it bitingly bright.Chu Zihang tightened his Diese blouse, tightened his Burberry plaid scarf, and put his hands in his pockets.

Damn it, why did you think of that man?In my heart, I had already severed ties with him.

But why, when I think of him, my heart aches?

"Chu Zihang? Let's go together, the rain won't stop. The weather forecast says it's a typhoon, and the Meteorological Bureau has issued a warning!" The pretty long-haired girl came in and said, interrupting his wandering thoughts.

The girl had a silver Hello Kitty hairpin hanging from the end of her long hair. Her delicate smile was slightly red, and she lowered her eyes and did not dare to look directly at him.

"Do you recognize me...my name is Liu Miaomiao..." The girl didn't get an answer, her voice became smaller and smaller, like a mosquito humming.

In fact, Chu Zihang recognized Liu Miaomiao.Liu Miaomiao is one level younger than him and is still in the junior high school, but she is also quite famous in the high school.

Liu Miaomiao passed Level [-] of the piano competition in her third year of junior high school. She performed a piano solo every year at the gala. There were also several boys on Chu Zihang's flight competing for Liu Miaomiao. Chu Zihang couldn't help it even if he didn't know.

"I'm on duty today and will leave later." Chu Zihang said calmly.

"Oh, then I'll go first." Liu Miaomiao said softly, retracting her head.

"By the way, be careful, the rain will get heavier today." Liu Miaomiao suddenly turned around and said, giving him an incomprehensible smile. Chu Zihang saw something black flowing slowly under her eyes.

No, not rain, probably something else.

"I see."

Chu Zihang felt that things were a bit strange. He remembered that Liu Miaomiao did not add the last sentence, "Be careful" last time.

There are also those black threads under her eyes that are constantly twisting like snakes.

Why last time?His mind was in chaos.

Through the glass window covered with water droplets, Chu Zihang watched Liu Miaomiao's driver open a huge black cover over Liu Miaomiao's head. Liu Miaomiao took off her sandals, and the driver knelt down to help her put on her rain boots.

Liu Miaomiao followed the driver, stepping through the stagnant water toward the black BMW with "angel eye" headlights in the rain.

"Hey, Liu Miaomiao, Liu Miaomiao, please give me a ride!" A guy from the junior high school shouted at Liu Miaomiao from under the eaves.

Liu Miaomiao seemed not to have heard anything and got on the car without looking back.

"Lu Mingfei? Why is he here?" Chu Zihang suddenly thought.

The kid in the junior high school squatted under the eaves, watching the BMW slide silently into the rain, the taillights flashed, the engine roared, and he left.

"Lu Mingfei, let me take you for a ride." Chu Zihang heard himself asking Lu Mingfei.

He suddenly found that his body was no longer under his control. He looked at himself and walked towards Lu Mingfei while talking.

A thunder struck down from the sky, and there was a loud bang in the ears, and then there was a blank. The rain seemed to be getting heavier. Maybe Liu Miaomiao was right, Chu Zihang thought.

This is not ordinary rain, it is a typhoon.

There is something else.

"Okay, thank you, senior brother." Lu Mingfei smiled at him.

Chu Zihang was suddenly stunned. His body was out of his control just now. What happened was very inexplicable. But after he said the words, he had to take out a mobile phone from his clothes bag.

He entered a text message. It's raining heavily. Can you pick me up?Then read it silently once, make sure the tone is correct, and send it out.

For the next few dozen seconds, he clutched the phone tightly, listening to his own heartbeat, thump-dong...dong-dong...dong-dong...

There was a "ding" sound, and a new text message came in. Chu Zihang opened his phone.

"I've just finished my work here. You wait at school. I'll be there in a minute."

Chu Zihang looked at it for a while, his finger hovering on the delete button for a long time. Finally, he put the phone back into his pocket, but still did not delete the message.

He stood up, picked up the bucket at his feet, and poured the entire bucket of water onto the blackboard that had been wiped several times. The water flowed down, and Chu Zihang picked up the blackboard eraser and wiped the blackboard vigorously.

The reason why the head teacher likes Chu Zihang is not only that he is good at homework, but also that he is never lazy. Including things like duty, he does things more seriously than others out of the blue.

The blackboard that others had wiped was full of blackboard chalk marks, but the one that Chu Zihang had wiped looked like it was newly bought from the store, even the notes in the corners had been wiped clean.

"Brother, let me help you." Lu Mingfei came over and said, he also took a rag and helped Chu Zihang wipe the blackboard together.

"Thank you." Chu Zihang said calmly. He felt that this junior student was very capable, but there was no sense of strangeness between him and him.

In fact, Chu Zihang doesn't like to erase the blackboard at all, but when he does everything seriously, he can keep his mind empty and think about nothing.

Wipe it hard, open and close it widely, like a swordsman's fierce and ruthless swordsmanship.

Water droplets splashed everywhere.

When he and Lu Mingfei finished wiping for the third time, a low whistle sounded in the rain curtain. Chu Zihang turned his head and looked outside. The xenon lamp pulled out a bright beam of light, which made the person who shined it almost unable to open his eyes.

It is a pure black car. In the triangular frame on the front of the car, two M's overlap to form a mountain shape.

A Maybach 62, a luxurious Maybach brand, the top car among the top cars in the Mercedes-Benz field, is several times more expensive than my father's Mercedes-Benz.

Chu Zihang didn't know much about cars. These were all the men in the car bragging about to Chu Zihang.

The windshield before the wipers was hung up was covered with layers of rain that seemed to be endless. For half a second each time, Chu Zihang could see the face of the middle-aged man in the driver's seat inside. He waved and smiled.

Chu Zihang never understood why he always smiled so happily, as if he was always having a good time and didn't have any worries at all.

"Lu Mingfei." Chu Zihang called him, "Let's go."

"Oh, okay, here I come." Lu Mingfei ran out of the classroom, shrank his head, wrapped his coat around his head, and ran into the rain like a bereaved dog.

"Brother, why don't you come here?" Lu Mingfei turned around and shouted at him in the rain. He was almost rushing to the Maybach.

Chu Zihang straightened her collar, tied her scarf, put on the Hermes bag her father bought for her from London, and strode to the eaves. After a moment of hesitation, she followed Lu Mingfei's example and put her coat over her head and faced the rain curtain. Run.

The man in the car hurriedly opened the door, opened a huge black umbrella, with Burberry's gorgeous plaid pattern inside, and greeted him as diligently as Liu Miaomiao's driver, and put the umbrella over Chu Zihang's head.

Chu Zihang didn't even look at it. He pushed open the umbrella and walked directly to the car. Then he suddenly remembered something and said to the man, "He is my classmate. Can you take him with me?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Lu Mingfei, as if he was surprised that Chu Zihang could take the initiative to send someone home.

But he was still very happy that his son could make friends, so he nodded and agreed happily: "Okay."

Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei opened the rear door and got in, sinking into the milky white NAPA leather sofa.

The man chuckled, turned back to the driver's seat, put away the wet umbrella and handed it to Chu Zihang behind him, "Put it in the car door. There is a hole there for umbrellas."

"Oh! So advanced!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed. "I know, you said it." Chu Zihang glanced at Lu Mingfei, silently put the umbrella in place, supported his chin with his hand, and looked at the rain outside, "Let's go."

"Are your clothes wet? I'll heat up the seats in the back of your seat. Who knows who uses them? They're so comfortable!" The man started bragging about his car again.

"No need, go home and change clothes."

"Senior brother, if I want to open it, my aunt will definitely scold me when I get home with my clothes wet." Lu Mingfei said weakly, "Uncle, can you open it for me?"

"Of course, Zihang finally made friends. He has troubled you to take care of him." The man smiled, cleared his throat, and said to the cherry wood center console, "Start!"

The screen lights up, the instruments flash, the powerful 6-liter V12 twin-turbocharged engine conducts silent self-tests, and no vibrations are felt in the car.

This car starts with voice.

"A 900 million car can only be started with the voices of three people when setting it up. One is me, one is the boss, and one person, guess who?" the man said proudly.

"I don't care," Chu Zihang said expressionlessly.

"Let me speak, I speak," Lu Mingfei raised his hand enthusiastically, "I guess there is another voice, and that is the voice of senior brother!"

The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Xiaolu, you guessed it right!"

There was no expression on Chu Zihang's face. He was still looking at the rain outside the window, but a little tears were shining in his eyes.

I obviously know that man loves to show off so much, but it's really strange, why are you crying?he thinks.

The Maybach retreated silently, and after gaining enough space, the 6-meter-long super-large car, driven by the large-displacement engine, scurried forward like a leopard, splitting the rain curtain in an instant, and drove out of Shilan Middle School. door.

The road was very empty, and most of the cars had gone back to rest in such poor visibility weather.

The cars still running on the road all had their headlights on, and the sky was as dark as ink when you looked up. Only occasional flashes of lightning flashed, like the sky was cracking. It was raining heavily in all directions, and everything 100 meters away was blurry. The Maybach drove onto the highway across the city. high speed road.

"It's raining so hard and your mother doesn't know how to pick you up."

"Fortunately, I didn't go to the car wash in the morning. I did a non-contact car wash. It cost 80 yuan a time. After washing it, people were in the water."

"You haven't shown me the transcript of last semester until now."

"The guard at your school didn't let me drive in at first. I said I was picking up my son from school. He's so wet that he's wet. What should you do if you don't let me in? It took a lot of spit."

"Finally, I told him that I bought this car for 900 million, and no one from the city government stopped me from entering. Why do you, Shilan Middle School, still have such rules? He immediately softened, haha."

The man was chattering while driving, and the car stereo echoed "Daily Growing" by the Irish band Altan. The rich female voice and the vicissitudes of the male voice were talking:
"Father, dear father, you've done me great wrong,

You have married me to a boy who is too young,

I am twice twelve and he is but fourteen,

He's young but he's daily growing."

The road was full of water, and the water splashing from the side of the vehicle was like a wall of water. Chu Zihang looked out the window silently, not paying attention to any of the man's words.He was listening to that song.

"It's not bad, isn't it? They all said that I bought it because it was a good CD. It talks about father's love!" The man saw Chu Zihang's appearance in the rearview mirror and immediately understood. Chu Zihang always listens to music. He was looking absentmindedly at some empty place.

Chu Zihang was a little dumbfounded by the arrogant man, "Can't you hear it? It's a conversation between a girl and her father. It's not appropriate for you to play it to me.
"What's the difference between boys and girls? Are they all fatherly love?" The man was stunned, "Can you understand? I heard someone said that your English is the best in your middle school and you won the prize in the competition... But your mother didn't Don’t say a word to me.”

"Yes, senior brother is very good at English!" Lu Mingfei suddenly interrupted.

"Well, son, can you translate it for me?" the man asked.

Chu Zihang had no choice but to translate the lyrics to the man according to the beat.

"This song is from the band Altan. It talks about a father marrying his daughter to a 14-year-old young man. The daughter is unwilling to do so because she is worried that she will be old when her husband grows up. But the father said..."

Daughter, dear daughter, the arrangement I gave you was not wrong,
I will marry you to the son of a wealthy family,

Once I grow old, I will be the man you rely on,

He's still little, but he's growing up.

Chu Zihang continued to translate, "But then the girl's husband died before he grew up. The girl was very sad and knitted a shroud for him out of flannel on the green grassy cemetery.

"What kind of ghost song is this? It doesn't mean anything at all. The girl's husband just died like this. What's going on?" The man finally understood.

"It's not interesting. It's just an Irish folk song. It talks about life. It's not appropriate for me to listen to it anyway." Chu Zihang said calmly. He actually liked this song. It was very sad, but what was it about? He really have no idea.

"Actually...it has some profound meaning..." Lu Mingfei said casually while looking out the window.

Chu Zihang's heart suddenly twitched.

"If there is a deep meaning, then it has a deep meaning. Anyway, I, a big old man like me, can't hear it. If you don't want to hear it, just turn it off. Let us have a chat." The man turned off the speaker, "I told you that our company has built a new building. Are you ready? We can use the steam room and gym that the boss has there for free, and the things inside are all damn high-end..."

He started to chatter again.

Lu Mingfei was beside him and chimed in from time to time, as if he was talking about cross talk. One of them was praising and the other was teasing.

Men are probably used to being verbose throughout their lives. If not, they wouldn't be such a failure.

"Would you like to watch the DVD? There is "Toy Story"...but it's the gun version." The man finally realized that his chattering was playing tricks on others.

Although Lu Mingfei was there to compliment him, the person the man wanted to say to him the most did not listen.

"No, the three of us will go watch it together on the weekend." Chu Zihang said.

"Is the air conditioner in the back seat hot?"

"Okay, stop talking like a driver." Chu Zihang felt a little tired, "I don't want a driver here."

"What's the shame of being your son's driver?" The man's face was as thick as a city wall, or his neural circuits were as slow as a tortoise's. "When I was a kid, I used to ride as a horse for you."

Chu Zihang's heart twitched slightly, and he suddenly didn't want to say anything more to the man.

It's really annoying. He keeps saying things calmly and annoying people. Finally, we have some time together. Can't we just say something serious?
Just say that you can ride a big horse in the small shabby house when you were a kid, but don't talk about it, Chu Zihang thought silently.

It was pitch black outside the window. Through the heavy rain, the light of the street lamp was as weak as a firefly. There were no cars on the road anymore. The elevated road was probably closed.

"How's your mother doing lately?" After a long silence, the man suddenly said.

"Same as before, get up in the morning and play with the cat, go shopping in the afternoon, drink with those aunties in the evening, come back together to continue chatting, and sleep until nine or ten the next morning." Chu Zihang hesitated. for a moment, but continued on.

"Anyway, dad always goes out to socialize, and he dotes on her. He thinks she's pretty good like this and isn't annoying. He just calls back around 10 o'clock to ask if she's home."

Chu Zihang felt a lot more relaxed. He knew that the man would definitely ask this question, and it was like he breathed a sigh of relief. His mother was living a good life, and she definitely didn't want him anyway.

After such a long time, the man should get used to it. Anyway, he didn't fight for the custody of his son at that time.

"Take good care of your mother." The man said. Looking in the rearview mirror, his still handsome face showed no expression.There was no reaction at all, he was as slow as he should be.

"Well, according to what you said, I watch her drink milk every night before going to bed. If she chats with those sisters, I will heat the milk for her and bring it over." Chu Zihang said.

"Shilan Middle School is really awesome. Seventeen of them are admitted to Tsinghua and Peking University this year. Work hard, son! Don't embarrass me!" The man brushed off the part about his mother drinking milk and began to pretend to care about Chu Zihang. study.

"Father said that he won't take the college entrance examination in China, but go abroad directly. I will take the TOEFL next month." Chu Zihang pushed back coldly.

"Oh, that's it." The man whispered a little disappointed.

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei. He kept staring out the window, as if he had no interest in the topic between their father and son.

"It's not good to go abroad," the man began to grumble again, "When you go abroad, you just play around by yourself and become wild. And what can you learn when you go abroad? You just need to learn some English. Your English is already very good, isn't it?"

"Look at how fast China is developing now. Opportunities are everywhere. If you go to university in China, you will be able to understand the society while still in school. Then ask your stepfather to find a relationship for you..."

"Ask your stepfather to find a relationship for you" This sentence was like a needle stuck in Chu Zihang's chest, making him unable to penetrate.Can a man have some dignity?Don't be so shameless, okay?
"Shut up!" Chu Zihang growled like a little leopard.

"What?" The man didn't hear clearly.

"Shut up." Chu Zihang repeated coldly.

"Brother, please calm down. It's not nice to talk to uncle like that." Lu Mingfei quickly stood up to smooth things over.

"Yes, Xiaolu is right, you kid is so rude, I'm doing this for your own good." The man was stunned, "You should listen to adults' opinions more..."

"Is it useful to listen to your opinion? Listening to your opinion, can I find a girl to marry in the future without getting divorced? Listening to your opinion, can I attend my child's graduation ceremony on time? Listening to your opinion, can I pick him up and drop him off from school on time? ? According to your opinion, I'm just going to ask my stepfather to help me find a relationship."

Chu Zihang's voice was very calm, without any fluctuation.He looked into the man's eyes in the rearview mirror, feeling a little happy, expecting to see his reaction.

Is this okay?Every sentence is like a needle pricking a man, right?In this way he takes revenge.

But, what revenge?
The person who keeps making mistakes is himself...

　This chapter is not water! ! !

　　There is a very important foreshadowing! ! !
　　Speaking of The Darkness of Falling Rain, I wanted to try to imitate the eerie feeling of Stephen King's writing, but unfortunately I didn't have enough pen power to capture that flavor.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)