Dragon Raja: Back from Tiling, My Mother Lu Mingfei

Chapter 18: The Young Pianist Doesn't Dream of a Fake, Aloof Male God

Huai Xu was very satisfied with Lu Mingfei's reaction.

It was even a bit unexpected.

I didn't say anything particularly sentimental, so why did Lu Mingfei's eyes turn red?

He secretly glanced at the system panel.

[“The Youthful Thoughts of a Literary Girl” (N): Your literary works are more touching]

[“Heartbeat Department” (N): When you have two or more “mothers” at the same time, the efficiency of all mothers’ recognition of you increases by 5%]

"..."

So, the system classified that passage as a "literary work"?

No, buddy.

When did he start creating literature?

"So this is the legendary 'talk-no-jutsu' (a form of verbal persuasion)..."

Huai Xu silently noted this discovery in his mind.

When talking to mothers in the future, I can't be too casual; I have to be sincere.

Literature is about touching the heart; literature can trigger keywords; triggering keywords can improve efficiency.

perfect.

However, it's best to stop when you've reached a certain point; too much of a good thing can be bad.

Huai Xu did not continue speaking.

He felt that if he continued talking, it would sound fake.

Motherly love is something that can't be easily expressed in words; it must be shown through actions.

For the rest of the time, Huai Xu remained silent.

He simply served food to Lu Mingfei in silence.

I picked up a piece of braised pork.

Stir-fried greens, pick up a piece with your chopsticks.

Turkey-flavored rice crackers, take two slices.

Then they started handing out tissues.

Lu Mingfei had sauce on his lips, so he handed him a tissue.

Lu Mingfei wiped his mouth, and before he could even put down the tissue, the next one was already prepared.

Lu Mingfei choked on his soup, and a tissue was shoved into his hand.

"..."

"Can you please stop doing this?"

"What?"

"that's all."

"What's wrong with me?"

Lu Mingfei found himself unable to articulate his reasoning.

He was just serving food and handing out tissues.

These are two things that any friends can do together.

But when Huai Xu did these things, the look in his eyes... made Lu Mingfei feel... something was off.

"That... Huai Xu."

"Um?"

"Were you serious about what you just said?"

"Seriously."

Are you sure you're not just pitying me?

"I'm sure."

"Why did you...?"

"Lu Mingfei," Huai Xu interrupted him, "have you ever thought about this?"

"What's the problem?"

Why do you assume that someone is only kind to you out of pity?

Is it possible that you are inherently worthy of others being kind to you?

"..."

The meal ended in this eerie atmosphere.

Lu Mingfei ate twice as much as usual.

It wasn't because the food was delicious, but because Huai Xu kept putting food on his plate, and he felt embarrassed not to eat it.

The two broke up at the school gate.

Huai Xu turned and left. Lu Mingfei stood there, staring at his retreating figure for a while.

Then he suddenly realized something.

"Holy crap?"

Lu Mingfei's expression changed from blank to horrified.

"What did he just say???"

"He said he wants to be my mother???"

Why am I moved???

"Why do I think he's right???"

"Am I cursed???"

Lu Mingfei squatted by the roadside, holding his head in his hands, lost in deep self-doubt.

He reviewed the conversation again, but the thought of "You lack love, but I have love" filled him with a strange warmth.

"No, no, no."

Lu Mingfei shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the warmth.

An eighteen-year-old man is going to be his mother—it just doesn't make sense.

But Huai Xu did look quite like his mother just now...

"Wait!! What the hell am I thinking?!"

"witchcraft……"

"This must be sorcery..."

Lu Mingfei patted his face, deciding to put the matter aside for the time being.

I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try.

Let's go back to the classroom and sleep.

Huai Xu returned to school and went to the literary society's activity room first.

Chen Wenwen was indeed there.

She sat by the window, holding a book in her hands. The afternoon sun shone on her, making her look quiet and gentle.

"Why are you here?"

"miss you."

Chen Wenwen's face flushed slightly.

"Can you...can you please stop saying things like that?"

"Which language?"

"Just...just this kind..."

"What kind of one is this?"

"you……"

"Okay, I'm not teasing you anymore."

Huai Xu sat down in the chair in front of her, propped his chin up, and looked at her. "Wenwen's mom, what activities does the literature club have lately?"

Chen Wenwen's ears turned slightly red, but she didn't correct him.

"There's a poetry writing session this weekend, would you like to come?"

"Come."

"Then I'll register you."

"it is good."

The two chatted casually like that.

Huai Xu discovered that Chen Wenwen was the more assertive you were, the more obedient she became.

He had previously begged her to be his mother, but she had been hesitant and reluctant.

Now that there's no discussion, she's actually accepted it.

Is this a typical case of someone who only responds to force and not to persuasion?

Beneath her artsy, artistic exterior lies the heart of a submissive.

"By the way, Wenwen's mom."

"Um?"

"Don't get too close to Zhao Menghua in the future."

Chen Wenwen was taken aback: "Why?"

"Because I don't like him."

"What right do you have to tell me who I'm close to or how much I care?"

"Because I'm your son."

"..."

Chen Wenwen glared at Huai Xu, but it sounded more like she was being coquettish.

Chen Wenwen's approval rating rises to 27%.

Huai Xu nodded in satisfaction and stood up.

"I'm leaving now, let's talk tonight."

"Um……"

Chen Wenwen watched his figure disappear through the door, lowered her head, and unconsciously curled up the corners of her mouth.

Then she remembered Huai Xu's words and frowned again.

"Why are you telling me what to do... Is she jealous?"

She muttered something under her breath.

Huai Xu went directly to Su Xiaoqiang's classroom.

Su Xiaoqiang was chatting with a few girls when she saw him appear at the door. Her expression instantly changed from happy to arrogant.

"Su Xiaoqiang, come out for a moment."

"what?"

"come out."

The girls next to them looked at each other in bewilderment.

Who is this?

How dare you speak to Su Xiaoqiang like that?

Su Xiaoqiang bit her lip, stood up, and walked out under everyone's gaze.

"What do you want from me?"

"Next time, there are so many people here, it's not good for everyone to see this."

"????"

Huai Xu didn't even look at her reaction and continued speaking, "I just wanted to let you know that I'd like to invite you to dinner tomorrow."

"I'm not going."

"I didn't ask for your opinion."

"you……"

"You don't want your classmates to know about you either..."

Su Xiaoqiang quickly covered his mouth, her face flushed as she looked around. "Shut up! Where...where are we going to eat?"

I'll let you know when the time comes.

After Huai Xu finished speaking, he turned and left.

Su Xiaoqiang stood at the door, watching his back, and muttered something under her breath.

"Neuropathy……"

Then she returned to her seat, and the girl next to her immediately came over.

"Xiaoqiang, who's that? He's so handsome!"

"A lunatic."

"Is this what a mentally ill person looks like? Then I want a mentally ill person too."

Su Xiaoqiang crossed her arms, her face flushed, looking completely unconcerned, her chin slightly raised. "He's just so-so, I don't know what's so handsome about him..."

Su Xiaoqiang's approval rating rises to 21%.

Huai Xu glanced at the system panel.

Ha, arrogance has become obsolete!

Chen Wenwen 27%, Su Xiaoqiang 21%, Lu Mingfei 15%.

All three mothers are making good progress.

But he always felt that something was missing.

He stood in the corridor, watching the students come and go, when suddenly he remembered something.

There are three most beautiful girls in Lu Mingfei's class.

Chen Wenwen is one, Su Xiaoqiang is one, and there's another one...

Liu Miaomiao.

The one who plays the piano.

Huai Xu's obsessive-compulsive disorder flared up.

He's already accepted two of the three class beauties, and he won't feel at ease until he accepts the third.

It's like collecting cards. You've drawn two SSR cards, and the third one is right in front of you. Wouldn't you draw it?

Is that even human?

The key point is that achieving a full collection of items with the same slots usually grants an achievement or something...

Huai Xu opened his phone and searched for information about Liu Miaomiao.

Liu Miaomiao, Class 1 of Senior 3, is in the same class as Chen Wenwen.

She plays the piano well and is also good-looking.

There isn't much description of her in the original work, but Huai Xu remembers one detail—this girl likes aloof male gods.

Specifically, she likes Chu Zihang.

Who is Chu Zihang?

He has a blank expression, speaks little, has melancholy eyes, and wherever he goes, he always looks like he's "I'm handsome but I'm lonely."

Liu Miaomiao fell for this.

Who is Huai Xu?

He's even more handsome than Chu Zihang, but he talks a lot and doesn't have a melancholy look in his eyes. Wherever he goes, he always has an air of "I'm handsome and I know I'm handsome."

This character is different from Chu Zihang.

But it's okay.

He can act.

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