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Chapter 42 Chu Zihang, the Dragon Slayer

Chirp…chirp…

Late at night, the sky descended from the distant Peacock Residence Villa District, leaving behind only the last piece of the night's desolate and coldness.

The lights in the surrounding villas have been turned off, leaving only the street lights every five meters, stretching from one end of the line of sight to the other.

Chu Zihang came back very late today. It was around midnight when he walked to his lawn. He could only hear the rustling of leaves, the sound of car horns coming from the distant city, and the tireless chirping of crickets.

Although Peacock Residence was only considered a high-end residential complex in this second-tier city, Chu Zihang had no complaints. It was much better than living in a small, shabby house with that man and his family of three.

If I have to say one good thing about this small, shabby house, it's that I get woken up every morning by the old ladies and old men dancing square dance downstairs, which saves me the money of buying alarm clocks from childhood to adulthood.

Every night I could hear couples quarreling upstairs and downstairs. Sometimes my mother seemed to be assimilated into the quarrel and would quarrel with the man, crying like a baby over the daily necessities of life.

So, what could he be dissatisfied with in his current life?
Click.

Avoiding the splashes of water from the sprinklers on the lawn, Chu Zihang took out the key and pushed open the door of the villa.

The room was empty and quiet, the chandelier was dim and looked a bit deserted and lifeless.

"..."

Chu Zihang's eyes just sank slightly, without showing any surprise.

Aunt Tong, who has been working as a housekeeper in his house for a long time, has already gone home from work. "Dad's" secretary has already informed him in advance that "Mr. Lu" will not be back tonight due to work reasons.

As for mom...

Chu Zihang knew that she must have gone to one of her best friends' houses to have a party with a bunch of rich ladies. She drank a few bottles of strong cognac and forgot to call him.

Even when the three of them were at home, "Dad" would just sit in front of the TV and care about current affairs, while Mom would take off her shoes and curl up on the sofa, looking at brand-name bags and clothes on her phone, while Chu Zihang would quietly read a book.

Chu Zihang has gotten used to it and has no complaints about it.

He didn't think his mother didn't care about him or didn't love him. It was just like his grandmother said, his mother had been a heartless girl since she was a child, but because she was heartless and beautiful, she was able to live a good life.

It was precisely because my mother was heartless that she was deceived by that man. It was also precisely because my mother was heartless that she got over her last relationship so quickly.

Chu Zihang didn't think there was anything wrong with "Dad". He knew that if "Dad" could make time, he would definitely go home. The reason why "Dad" was so successful in business was because he could handle all aspects of social life well.

So, "Dad" entertained him and did it very well, with all the gifts and etiquette. He also took him and his mother to the amusement park to take some headshots, and printed out those photos and photos of him with his leaders and posted them on the wall.

No one can find any fault with it and everyone will praise "Dad" as a good father who treats him, who is not his biological son, like his own son.

So, what could he be dissatisfied with about his current home?
Beep…beep…

Chu Zihang picked up the landline phone in the living room and dialed Aunt Shanshan's home.

"Hello, who is it?"

As expected, as soon as the call was connected, Chu Zihang heard the pungent smell of alcohol coming from Aunt Shanshan, as if coming through the phone, as well as the faint, noisy voices of young girls on the other end.

"Did you get your Birkin bag? I've been on the waiting list for two years. Do you think they only sell it to VIPs?"

"I bought it. Last time I went to Europe, I bought a small item worth tens of thousands of dollars at Hermès. The salesperson whispered to me that there was still some in stock, so I bought it without a second thought. It's shallow water crocodile skin, though, so the pattern isn't obvious."

"You're so conceited! You're lucky you bought it. Can you lend it to me someday?"

"Little lady, let me kiss your face and I'll reward you."

"Go to hell!" Chu Zihang could even imagine a few beautiful women of the aunt generation, with disheveled hair and wearing silk nightgowns, giggling and laughing on the sofa, knocking over cans all over the floor, lying with their beautiful legs spread out and their slender waists twisting.

"Auntie Shanshan, it's me, Chu Zihang." Chu Zihang said in a serious tone, "Excuse me, is my mother with you?"

"Oh, it's Zihang. Auntie always feels like something is missing today. Yes, your mother is at my house. Please come over and sit for a while." Aunt Shanshan said happily.

A voice called "Zihang" came from the other end of the phone. "I knew it was Zihang calling."

"No, it's getting late. Aunt Shanshan, remember not to turn up the air conditioner too high." Chu Zihang politely declined. "I'd also like to ask Aunt Shanshan to remind Mom to go to bed early and drink milk before bed."

"I know, I know. Just use Sanyuan's low-fat milk, add a sugar cube, and microwave on low heat for five minutes." Aunt Shanshan repeated in a familiar tone.

"Oh, Zihang is so considerate! I really have no resistance to boys like this who never smile but still have style! The krypton gold dog is so blind!"

"Damn it, Su Xiaoyan, your son is so adorable! If I were twenty years younger, I would kidnap him from your home!" Chu Zihang knew it was Aunt Annie as soon as he heard it.

"It's your turn? I haven't made a move yet! Yanyan, can you let Zihang be my godson?" Chu Zihang heard Aunt EB's scream again.

They watched Chu Zihang grow up. He was the first child born to Chu Zihang's mother among the sisters. He was like a toy fallen from the sky, and the aunts loved him very much.

However, Chu Zihang's childhood memories were tragic. When he was only two or three years old, he was surrounded by the strong scent of perfume and powder. He was surrounded by flaming red lips. Aunties rushed to hold him in their arms, pinching his little butt with their slender hands...

"You're just dreaming! How could my son be kidnapped by old women like you?"

I could faintly hear my mother's smug voice on the phone, which suddenly turned into a giggle. It was obvious that she wanted to kick someone, but after being caught, she quickly begged for mercy: "Oh, oh, stop scratching me, stop scratching me, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Click.

Chu Zihang hung up the phone, and the women's laughter disappeared, and they fell into a sudden silence.

He looked up at the photo on the living room wall. It was a photo of him, his mother, and "Dad".

The "son" is wearing a silly clown red nose, on the left is an "elite loving father", and on the right is a "gentle and virtuous mother", all three of them are smiling foolishly at the camera.

Just like what you often see in TV commercials.

"..."

Chu Zihang looked at the spacious yet empty and deserted living room. His eyes, which were originally as calm as stagnant water, became slightly dazed, as if he saw a small, dilapidated house of only a dozen square meters.

A man was kneeling on the ground and crawling around on all fours, and a boy was riding on the man's neck holding Ultraman's lightning stick, like a dragon slayer who defeated and conquered the dragon and took it as his mount.

The boy yelled "Jia Jia Jia" while spanking the man's butt, making him laugh and howl. The beautiful woman was frantically busy around the gas stove...

These images kept flashing before my eyes, like a broken projector playing a movie.

Suddenly, Qi Xiuyuan's voice seemed to ring in Chu Zihang's ears, and the road home from school seemed to appear in front of him.

"Brother Chu," he said slowly, "Suppose there is a man who is a killer. He clearly has the ability to provide a good life for his wife and children, but he cannot reveal his identity and ability."

"So, in order to no longer burden his wife and children, he took the initiative to distance himself from them, and watched helplessly as his wife and children called others husband and father."

"He had clearly made up his mind, but he couldn't help but get close to his child. He didn't expect that his child would be involved in a fatal incident. He tried his best and sacrificed himself to send his child away."

"Do you think the child will hate him for not telling him the truth earlier, or will he hate himself for not discovering the truth earlier?"

(End of this chapter)