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Chapter 245 Red Dragon's Advice, Birthday, Gift (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
After meeting with Gui Zhong and Mu Long, Hei Yong happened to pass by the weather forecast recording site. He pressed himself against the glass wall and eavesdropped for a while using his restraints. Hearing the host say that there would be a heavy rain in Lijing later, he rushed home immediately.

A moment later, Gu Wenyu walked through the floor-to-ceiling window and stepped onto the wooden floor.

He took off the black cocoon suit he was wearing, stuffed it into a cardboard box with the restraints, and casually piled it together with the diapers.

After sealing the cardboard box, a hoarse and deep voice suddenly echoed in his mind:

“Minghuan, come down and let’s talk.”

Gu Wenyu was taken aback.

This was the first time he had heard the voice of the Red Dragon Welsh outside of the spiritual world. It seemed that this fragment of wonder possessed far greater power than the three managed personalities.

"I'm coming."

He muttered to himself, lay down on the bed, rested his head on his crossed arms, closed his eyes, and felt his body slowly becoming lighter, as if he were enveloped in an unconscious blue.

Gradually, I sank into the deep ocean of the spiritual world.

When I opened my eyes, the library at sunset was still the first thing I saw.

Ji Minghuan raised her fair hand, touched the hospital gown she was wearing, glanced at the four or five-year-old body, sat cross-legged on the ground staring at the ground, thought for a moment, and then looked up at the red dragon crawling in the corner.

He remained silent, waiting for the giant dragon wearing reading glasses to speak first.

“I don’t really understand why you deliberately provoke your collaborators?” Red Dragon asked. “You could have avoided provoking Ghost Bell and Mu Long and cooperated with them in a more peaceful way.”

"Because I need to keep my distance from them and maintain a purely cooperative relationship, understand, Grandpa Long?"

"What are you pretending to be mature for, kid?" The dragon adjusted his reading glasses. "You keep talking about cooperation, but do you really know what's going on?"

"Please... Whether it's Ghost Bell, Blue Arc, or Mu Long, they are all people who would die for their comrades." Ji Minghuan pouted. "So, if one of them ever values ​​me enough to be willing to sacrifice themselves for me, then I'm doomed."

He paused for a moment: "After all, the black pupa is just a machine to me, and I can sacrifice it at any time."

"So that's what you were thinking. I was wondering why you didn't just reveal your identity to Ghost Bell and Blue Arc."

"Have you read all my memories?"

"At a glance, it's about right."

"I've only lived a few years, and you're already fast-forwarding through everything? Don't fast-forward until I die!"

After saying that, Ji Minghuan tilted his head and muttered, "This time it's really difficult. If we're not careful, Dad and my older brother will both die... But if I don't let my older brother enter Rainbow Wing, I won't be able to get any clues about the Salvation Society. I'm caught in a dilemma."

“If it were Qingping, he wouldn’t consider these things; he would only take things one step at a time,” the dragon said.

Ji Minghuan looked away from its face, lowered his head, and remained silent for a while.

So... he died.

"But sometimes you can learn from him and be more carefree."

“If he were truly carefree, he would have told me his identity long ago,” Ji Minghuan said softly. “No one can be carefree in front of someone they care about; otherwise, it means they don’t care enough.”

As he spoke, he leaned back, placed his hands on the ground, closed his eyes, and sighed.

"But you two are quite similar in one respect."

"Which point?"

“I often tell him, ‘You can’t save everyone,’” Honglong said, “and that applies to you too.”

Ji Minghuan was stunned.

Honglong raised his head and silently looked at him. After a moment, he lowered his eyes and continued to turn the pages of the book through his reading glasses.

"Minghuan, you may leave now. We'll talk another day."

"Okay, I'm very busy, unlike Li Qingping. It's best not to call me unless it's absolutely necessary."

“I don’t know you very well yet,” the red dragon said thoughtfully, “but I know your mind needs rest, or it will soon collapse.”

"I only break down when I'm resting, okay? Every time I sleep a little more comfortably, I wake up feeling like the sky is falling, just like today." Ji Minghuan looked up at the ceiling, the setting sun shining on her cheeks. "I have too many things to think about, when do I have time to rest?"

After saying that, he collapsed to the ground in a staring-out pose, staring blankly at the ceiling for a while.

“You are different from Li Qingping; you are just a twelve-year-old child.”

"I have many memories."

"No matter how many books a child reads, it will not change the fact that he is still a child."

"Is that so? Think what you want."

Ji Minghuan stopped talking to the red dragon, closed his eyes, and gradually transferred his consciousness into the body of the No. 1 mecha.

"time to eat."

Gu Qiye knocked on the door, and her voice came from outside.

Ji Minghuan pushed the cardboard box on the floor under the bed, jumped off the bed, went over and opened the door.

"Hmm, have you seen wheat?" Gu Qi asked absentmindedly.

"It seems my little sister has left."

As Ji Minghuan spoke, he rubbed his eyes and yawned.

Gu Qiye was taken aback: "When did I see her still sleeping when I went out?"

“I don’t know either.” Ji Minghuan shook her head. “She was already gone when I got up to wash up.”

"Didn't she... tell you?"

"No." Ji Minghuan looked up at Gu Qiye. "What about you?"

Gu Qiye remained silent and shook his head.

After a long while, he let out a long breath and looked up at Ji Minghuan.

"Shall we talk?"

"Ok."

Soon after, the two brothers stood down by the railing of the rooftop, with the morning breeze blowing overhead.

The sun hung lazily on the pale sky, and the morning light awakened Li Jing from her slumber, casting a bright halo over the glass of the high-rise buildings.

Ji Minghuan leaned on the railing, silently watching the west. A silver-white iron dragon passed over the overpass, rumbling as it headed into the distance.

“It feels like it’s been a long time since we’ve had a quiet, heart-to-heart talk like this, since Mom passed away…”

Gu Qiye leaned against the fence, tilted her head, and looked at the birds flying over the city.

Ji Minghuan nodded: "Yes, you've seemed quite busy ever since Mom passed away."

“I was quite busy before, but things will gradually get better.” Gu Qiye lowered her head. “The association will soon announce that Blue Arc is dead, and then they will hold a symbolic memorial service. After that, I will be fine.”

"That's it."

"I plan to take a good vacation and stay at home with you all."

"The association shouldn't suddenly reveal your identity, right?" Ji Minghuan asked. "No, I've discussed it with the president. They'll say, 'Respecting Blue Arc's wishes, and to avoid affecting his family, we won't disclose his identity.' After that, no matter how strong the public outcry or how much pressure there is, the association will keep it a secret."

Gu Qiye paused, then smiled irritably, "Otherwise, wouldn't you and Xiaomai be surrounded by people in the classroom every day asking questions? I don't want to affect your grades."

“That makes sense. If we don’t do it this way, a bunch of neighbors will gather downstairs every day to bring you offerings,” Ji Minghuan joked. “If you accidentally show your face, they’ll all go crazy.”

"Yes... actually, I only have one problem worrying me right now, and that is how to persuade my younger sister to go back to a normal life like me." As she spoke, Gu Qiye turned to look at Ji Minghuan, "Do you have any good ideas?"

"There's nothing I can do. My younger sister takes after my father's temperament, and I can't persuade her at all."

“I couldn’t persuade her either.” Gu Qiye sighed with his head down. “Last night, I talked to her a lot and asked her to consider giving up the exorcist thing, but she left without saying goodbye this morning. Was I too abrupt?”

There are other reasons why she left.

"What's that for?"

"Who knows?" Ji Minghuan looked away.

Gu Qiye didn't think much of it and remained silent for a while before saying, "Tomorrow is Dad's birthday."

"You actually still remember? That's really something."

"Yes, actually I've always wanted to find an opportunity to reconcile with him."

"Really?" Ji Minghuan stared at him suspiciously. "Is this something you would say?"

"if not?"

"I'm starting to suspect that you've been possessed, like in those movie plots: some behind-the-scenes villain has mind-controlled you, which is why your lightning suddenly turned black... Blue Arc, the Outcast, has turned evil."

As she spoke, Ji Minghuan raised her hand and waved it forcefully in front of Gu Qiye.

"After all, I haven't been a good 'Outsider,' nor a good college student, so I can't let my family relationships become a mess too, can I?" Gu Qiye said self-deprecatingly. "Then wouldn't I have failed at everything?"

"Actually, you've done a great job. Don't take on everything yourself."

"So, I've come to you for help," Gu Qiye said with a smile.

Ji Minghuan thought for a moment: "Persuade my younger sister to come back, and reconcile with Dad, that's all, right?"

"Yes, I'm such a useless older brother. I really can't do without you."

"Never mind my sister for now, she's already run away anyway," Ji Minghuan said casually. "How about we head out now to buy Dad's birthday cake?"

“You’ll have to place an order first and pick it up tomorrow.” Gu Qiye smiled. “I know the owner of a cake shop nearby. I had Xiaomai’s birthday cake made by him.”

“Okay, let’s give Dad a surprise when he comes back tomorrow night… I can already picture it. Dad, that blockhead, will probably be so shocked he’ll drop his cigarette, speechless for a long time, and finally blurt out a ‘thank you’.”

Ji Minghuan teased as he rested his chin on the railing and looked up at the sky.

Gu Qiye chuckled softly twice. A cool breeze blew from afar, ruffling his hair. He raised his head, squinting slightly, his cheeks bathed in sunlight.

He said, "The past is the past. Now that I've said goodbye to 'Blue Arc,' I should also put my mother's matter behind me."

"But what if Dad hasn't let go yet?"

“He took the initiative to come back to us, so he must be trying to let go,” Gu Qiye said softly. “Just wait a little longer.”

After a pause, he suddenly said:
"Do you think I'm a useless older brother? I haven't done anything well... Actually, when I think back on it now, I realize that I've worked so hard for so long, but I don't even know what I've been working hard for."

"Do you really think you're useless?" Ji Minghuan asked curiously.

Gu Qiye nodded.

"Then what about the money you've earned?" Ji Minghuan narrowed his eyes.

Gu Qiye was taken aback.

"Don't you understand?" Ji Minghuan reached out his hand. "Quickly open your Taobao and let me make a purchase. I always thought my family was poor. Turns out you've earned in a few years what a normal person would earn in several lifetimes, and you're still here saying you're useless?"

He grumbled, "I've seen online analyses of how much wealth Blue Arc has! Since you're not going to pretend anymore, hurry up and buy your good little brother some nice things."

"Okay, okay..." Gu Qiye laughed irritably and handed him the phone. "What do you want to buy? I'll buy it for you."

"No cheating allowed. Don't hold a Blue Arc memorial service today and then the next day the news will show: 'Blue Arc declares bankruptcy, wins the revival match and officially returns.'"

"That's a bit of dark humor. I suddenly feel that my younger brother might be suitable to join the association and work in the marketing department as someone who generates buzz."

"Anyway, I won't stand on ceremony. I'll take the whole set of Lord Swallowing Silver figurines first." Ji Minghuan snorted twice.

"Don't even mention figurines, I can invite Tun Yin to our house for a visit when I have time, so you can see the real thing."

"Really?" Ji Minghuan asked in surprise, thinking to herself that her silver rat fan T-shirt could finally come in handy. Indeed, fate will favor those who are prepared.

"Really... but he has a bad temper, so you have to be careful when you talk to him."

"With you here, the worst that can happen is you two fight it out."

"I'm not sure I can beat him."

As the two chatted, a rain cloud drifted in from afar, and rain began to fall softly.

"It's raining."

"Let's go back, we haven't had breakfast yet. By the way, where did Dad go again?"

"Ah, I see him, he's back, right there."

Why didn't he bring an umbrella?

As they spoke, the two walked into the second-floor corridor and locked the doors and windows. The rain suddenly poured down, as if a dam in the sky had been opened.

Tens of millions of tons of rain poured down, obscuring the view outside the window.

Amidst the pattering rain, Ji Minghuan scurried back to her room to close the windows, while Gu Qiye went downstairs to check if the doors and windows on the first floor were closed.

But after hesitating for a moment, he took a towel from the bathroom, went to the entrance first, and waited quietly with his arms crossed.

A moment later, the lock clicked open, and the door was pushed open inward. A fierce storm rushed in, shrouding the dimly lit entryway in the patter of rain.

Gu Zhuo stood in the rain with his head down. His wet suit and shirt clung to his body, almost transparent, revealing the shocking scars on his skin. He clutched something silver and black in his hand.

Rain pattered against his face, but he remained silent, like a statue standing in the wind and rain.

"Don't get the house wet."

Gu Qiye frowned, and as she spoke, she placed the towel on the shoe cabinet.

Suddenly, a bright white lightning bolt streaked across the sky outside the window, followed by a deafening rumble of thunder.

"Kino, I have something to tell you."

Gu Zhuo suddenly spoke, his deep voice seemingly carried by wind and thunder.

He raised his head, looked at Gu Qiye who looked puzzled, and then slowly walked in from outside the door.

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