My brother is not a good person

From the clothes that Zhong Yuanwen also brought back, she found the cost vine used for performing skates, and Laisha hung it in the closet.

As she closed the cabinet door, she also cast a glance at him, "Are you sure? Do you like figure skating?"

"Maybe I like it a little bit, maybe I don't like it that much."

The Chinese original text is actually not sure.

In the confusion surrounding him, the only thing he can be sure of is...

"Anyway, I want to try."

Raisha pointed her chin with her index finger, thoughtful.

"It's not impossible to try." As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone and started making calls.

Not long after, Zhong Yuanwen heard her laughing and saying in Russian to the person on the phone: "Yakov! I have something to trouble you!"

The people over there were very angry, and the roar was so loud that the phone was leaking.

But after several "talks" back and forth, Raisha finally achieved her goal.

She threw the phone on the bed, put her hands together in front of her chest, and announced, "It's done!"

"Wen Ye, would you like to go to Russia to learn from my coach?" she asked.

"Can't you teach me?"

Zhong Yuanwen also clenched the notebook in his hand.

"Or...are you still angry with what I said before?"

"How come?" Raising her eyebrows quite unexpectedly, Laisha reached out to ask him for a notebook, "Do you have a pen? I'll leave Yakov's phone number to you."

"Why is that?" Handing out the notebook and pen, Zhong Yuanwen also persistently wanted to ask for a result.

Laisha turned a blank page and wrote down a series of numbers, "Of course it's because I'm not suitable for teaching others."

"I have been able to skate on ice almost since I was able to walk, and learning to jump is so easy that I was almost isolated by my classmates."

She lightly talked about old things that even old fans like Xiao Linyuan didn't know.

"Plus, I'm still the kind of person who works hard, so I haven't experienced the state of a beginner."

Miss Champion also knew how easy it was to get beaten when she said this, so she didn't write too much.

She handed back the notebook and said helplessly, "If you insist on me teaching you, I'm afraid I can't teach you well."

"At that time, you may feel that you are the stupidest and most uncoordinated idiot in the world. Otherwise, how could it be so easy for me to say, but so difficult for you to do."

Holding the notebook, Zhongyuan Wen was also speechless.

He didn't think of another very important thing until he was about to be stuffed on the plane from Bordeaux to St. Petersburg after the show skate.

Before going through the security check, he yelled at Raisha to break down.

"But I don't speak Russian!"

"Then learn it!"

Miss Champion smiled and waved goodbye.

“Russian is also very easy!”

Laisha, who claimed that "Russian is very simple", did not know how miserable the Chinese language was in St. Petersburg.

All she knew was that her birthday was coming up.

Nakahara also asked her to set aside that day as soon as she returned to Yokohama.

This made Raisha look forward to her birthday even more.

What would make a busy man willing to spare a whole day in Yokohama to date her?

Laisha had some vague guesses.

November is often sunny in Yokohama.

Waiting until November [-] is no exception.

Raisha, who has lived in the hotel for more than a week, is rarely in her usual tracksuit.

Considering her height and the clothes she might wear, she settled on a shirt kilt and sneakers.

As for the trinkets... She pulled out the leather suspenders and tied them around the outside of her shirt.

Just when she was still debating whether to bring Luo Jia along, there was a knock on the door.

The person who came was from the Central Plains.

He only took a look at Laisha's outfit today, then frowned slightly, pulled off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.

"You'll be cold in just these."

Mr. Cadre was very sincere, but as soon as he said this, Miss Champion killed him with a look.

He could only touch the tip of his nose, shut his mouth and change the subject.

"You can take Roja with you if you want."

Miss Champion rolled up her coat, buckled Luo Jia's leash as she said, and got into the black car with him.

The black car left from downstairs of the hotel and drove towards the famous slums.

Sitting in the car, Zhongyuan Zhong also grabbed Luo Jia's dog's head and began to explain.

"Saibo Street came into being after an explosion happened ten years ago—that is, when I was eight years old."

"I lived there from the age of eight to 15."

"At that time, I was active in Saibo Street as the leader of the juvenile self-defense organization 'Yang'."

The car parked silently outside Leibo Street.

The orange-haired boy took the black-haired girl and their pets into a strange yet familiar street.

Even though he hadn't been here for three years, Nakahara was still so familiar with the location of Leibo Street that he could walk to his destination with his eyes closed.

After turning who knows how many turns that made Laisha unable to tell the difference between southeast and northwest, they walked under a bridge.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, "You know, I came out of the laboratory."

"En." Laisha nodded, waiting for his next explanation.

"At that time, Rimbaud and Verlaine brought me out of the laboratory, and at the same time triggered the explosion that caused today's Saibo Street."

He looked down the bridge, as if he could see the figure of an old man.

"The laboratory was destroyed in this explosion, but I survived and wandered in Saibo Street."

"Birose—one of the members of 'Sheep' at that time, they were here to pick me up 'Sheep'." The boy raised his arm and pointed to the bridge hole.

"I was wearing a tattered military uniform without any shoes at the time. I was dirty and thin..." After a pause, he joked dryly, "But it's also funny to say. Shirase was holding a piece of bread in his hand. But I didn't recognize it at all, so I asked him 'Answer me, what is the square board in your hand?'. He answered me that it was 'bread'. I asked him if he could eat it. He ate it in front of me Take a bite."

"You know what I did then?"

No one answered.

Zhongyuan Zhong also had no choice but to continue to say: "I will directly..."

Before he finished speaking, a person jumped into his arms.

With trembling lips, Laisha sealed his next words with a soft kiss.

Winter shone silently on the bridge deck, making it look darker and colder under the bridge.

Maybe even in the height of summer there wasn't much light there.

Not to mention the late spring eight years ago.

Mr. Cadre wiped away the tears on Miss Champion's cheek with his thumb, quite flustered.

He thought that after knowing more about him, the other party should feel happy.

And this result was obviously not what he expected.

"Why are you crying?" He was a little at a loss, "There are people who are in a more miserable situation than me..."

"Shut up!" Miss Champion passed her arms under his armpit, "Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!"

She tightened her arms and said in a muffled voice, "You quietly let me hug you for a while."

In the face of Laisha, who is uncompromising, the only way to go in the Central Plains is to obey the orders.

He circled the girl in his arms, hoping that she would not be hurt by it.

After almost a century of hugging, they walked out of Saibo Street along the route that Chuya of the Central Plains used to inspect the territory.

And that's just the first stop today.

Later, Zhongyuan Zhong also took Laisha to many places.

From the idle warehouse where Rimbaud once fought, to the seaside cliff where Shirase stabbed him in the back.

From the intersection where the pianist invited him to join the flag club, to the billiards shop called "Old World" where the six of them meet most often.

From the eight-year-old in Zhongya of the Central Plains to the age of Chuya in the Central Plains.

"It's a pity that they are not here, otherwise I would have formally introduced them to you one by one."

Mr. Cadre found the safe that was previously placed here from the counter in the old world.

After entering the password, he took out a file bag from inside.

That was the information he took from Fyodor when he was in the fortress.

Although I feel that there is something wrong with the weight, it is also possible that my memory has made a mistake.

Zhong Yuanzhong also naturally handed the file bag to Laisha.

"This is all the available information about the 'Huangba Tu Project'. Before looking at it, I want to take you to another place."

He clenched his fists into fists and coughed softly before his lips.

"This is the dog bag that Albatross bought and forgot before, and it can just be used to carry Luo Jia."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and entered the back room, and pushed out a red motorcycle.

After packing Roja, Raisha stuffed the file bag into the dog bag.

Sitting on Nakahara Nakaya's back, he still wrapped his arms around the opponent's waist.

The locomotive passed through downtown Yokohama, heading west.

Tall modern buildings are gradually disappearing, replaced by many low wooden houses with hot spring atmosphere.

Parking the locomotive on an unobtrusive side of the road, Nakahara also indicated that Laisha could open the documents.

He leaned against the locomotive, held Luo Jia in his arms, and pointed to a bungalow not far away.

That one-story house is no different from the others, the only difference is that there is a clinic written in front of the door.

"Mackerel told me the address, saying that there would be a windfall on a personal level."

The orange-haired boy pushed down his hat so as not to block his view.

"Although I don't know what it is, but if it's related to me personally..."

He scratched Luo Jia's chin uncomfortably, and looked at the bungalow with a bit of unease.

"I think it's necessary for you to take a look together."

After reading the documents quickly, Raisha asked: "After reading this pile of materials, do you really not know?"

After a second of silence, Nakahara Zhongya replied: "It can't be said that I haven't speculated at all, but it is meaningless to continue to dwell on questions that cannot be answered."

"Then why did you bring me here?"

Faced with this question, Zhongyuan Zhongye answered somewhat irrelevantly.

He folded his pocket with one hand and looked away, "I thought about it when Fyodor asked me what birthday present I prepared for you."

"You own my present and my future. I have nothing else to give you but my past."

"So I want you to know even the ones that are not sure." He pursed his lower lip and looked sideways at her.

The person he was watching just put all the information into the file bag.

She stretched out her hand to her lover, "Show me your right hand."

Mr. Cadre did as he said.

Taking this opportunity, Miss Champion once again confirmed this fact.

At the base of his right wrist was a black stab wound so small it would almost go unnoticed.

"Now it seems that the meeting place of your flag club is not very secretive."

Otherwise, Fei Jia would not have had the opportunity to change the file.

She put her hand in the opponent's palm, staggered five fingers, and then clasped them tightly.

"I love this birthday present from you, so I have another thing to tell you."

The biggest difference between artificial supernatural life forms and human beings lies in experience.

These experiences leave physical souvenirs called "scars".

Before the ability was specialized, the scars on human beings could not be possessed by artificial supernatural life forms.

In other words, whoever has the memories from childhood can also explain who is the main body.

"If my guess is correct..."

"You are a human being who has been singularized, and your parents live there."

The black-haired girl slightly curled the corners of her mouth.

"Do you want to meet? By the way, today is my birthday, and it's a big birthday like an adult, so I will never accept any objection."

In the next second, she dragged her lover towards the bungalow with the words "clinic" hanging on it.

Luo Jia, who fell from Zhongya's legs in the Central Plains, was a little dizzy.

But after seeing the direction in which the two scholars left, it also chased after it without hesitation.