I am a Dragon

Long Shisan didn't know what Mu Xiaoya was thinking, he only felt that it was good for him to vent his resentment. He was not only helping Mu Xiaoya, he was also helping him out as well and that the girl with the ponytail might not be able to repay him for the rest of her life back then. But what was important was that Long Shisan knew that he was selfish.

"What's there to cry about?" Long Shisan said, he did not think about how he could improve quickly just because of a coincidental hero saving the beauty. Speak slowly, and his wife will explain everything to him, even if the rabbit does not eat the grass at the side of the bed, Long Shisan would not be able to do such a thing.

Mu Xiaoya shook her head and said, "I should have done what I wanted to do a long time ago. It's just that I don't have the courage. Thank you for giving me that courage."

Long Shisan, who was behind him, lit a cigarette: "I'll take you home, and don't call me Brother Long. Just call me Thirteen, I'm not that much older than you."

"Thirteen, how old are you? I thought you were almost thirty." Mu Xiaoya innocently added fuel to the fire.

Long Shisan, who had nearly choked on a mouthful of smoke, helplessly asked: "How am I old?"

"It doesn't look like me at all. I'm not talking about looks, but rather, the way I do things. My cultivation experience is not enough, so I really can't explain why."

Mu Xiaoyan, who had followed Wang Miao for half a year, could be considered as someone who had seen the world. She had seen nearly all of the so-called young talents in the North Sea, including those who were extremely smart, those who were domineering, and those who had a low mouth. However, without a doubt, none of them were as complicated as the man in front of her.

"My grandfather once said that when you meditate in advance, even if you can't do it, you have to pretend to do it. After a while, you will also come out." Long Shisan was amused: "Of course I'm not that kind of black-hearted man, you can rest assured that if I help you out of this disgust, a third of me won't be able to bear it, a third of me won't be able to bear it, and a third of me won't be able to bear it."

Before Long Shisan could finish his sentence, Mu Xiaoya shot him like a student answering a gun in class. "Because I look very much like that girl with ponytails?"

Long Shisan was startled. As expected, no matter how foolish a woman looked, her mental sensitivity was comparable to Holmes's. In an instant, she had guessed most of the things she wanted.

Mu Xiaoya curiously said, "Thirteen, tell me about your story with her."

Long Shisan took a puff on his cigarette and stopped a taxi, then said: "I'll tell you about it next time, let's go home first."

Mu Xiaoya didn't want to get on the carriage. She pouted at Long Shisan, making him uncomfortable.

Long Shisan could only say helplessly: "Get on the carriage and talk. This will help you vent your boredom."

Only then did Mu Xiaoya get on the car happily. Long Shisan also got on, and Mu Xiaoya, who was in the car, told him a bunch of addresses without any hesitation. Then, like a child who wanted to hear a story, she quietly sat there with her big eyes looking at Long Shisan expectantly.

Long Shisan knew that he would not be able to escape this time, never mind, just treat it as reminiscing about his past. After lighting another cigarette, Long Shisan then said slowly, "In my senior year of high school, I was a big playboy, the heartless kind, who was at odds with my damned old man, and was thinking about how to make him money every day. At the commencement of school, there was a girl called Lin Zhizi who spoke up.

"I thought to myself, shit, isn't this a challenge to the representative of rich second generation like me? At that time, I made a bet with my friends that I had to capture this girl within half a semester, and then the Eight Immortals displayed their abilities after crossing the sea. I attacked, she defended, and had been pestering me for an entire year, yet I still couldn't defeat this girl, and this became a joke in the school. When I chased her, I was more angry at her, but later on, I fell in love with this girl who always had a ponytail tied up in a ponytail.

"She had good grades, so I tried my best to get close to her, hoping she would give me a glance. At that time, the group of foppish young masters in Beijing despised me and said that sooner or later, I would die at the hands of a woman, but I didn't care, I didn't get tired of it, I made a bet with her in my second year of high school, saying that if I passed her in my middle school exam, she would have to get a room with me. That girl probably didn't like me, she actually agreed to it.

When I was in my second year of high school, I was very happy, because I was finally together with him. A second generation ancestor who only knew how to fight every day also learned to be obedient, and left his original circle, where every day he would be her bodyguard, studying hard, and thinking hard every day. But he didn't touch her, on one hand, she wasn't willing, on the other hand, she wasn't willing.

I didn't want her to get hurt. I thought that she would keep her pride, but in the end, she still couldn't hide it from the rest of the family, and my sister who looked down on me soon found a way to deal with me. At a family gathering, she called her over, and everyone was wearing a suit and suit, except for her, who wore a pair of patched jeans and an extremely vulgar floral dress.

Except for my grandmother, my other sister, and my silly little brother, everyone was laughing. Sitting in my seat, I was at a loss of what to do, and only then did I realize that I couldn't even protect the girl I loved. She wasn't crying, and she wasn't afraid of the stage, but was smiling as she came over and put her arm around my shoulders.

"She didn't have any sense of inferiority to eat with our family, so her sweet mouth made Grandma happy. But my sister, who originally wanted to watch a show, had a very ugly expression, and this disturbance was easily resolved by her, then I would know that her petite body contained power beyond my expectations. On the other hand, I feel inferior, and I feel that this girl is worthy for me."

On the way back after dinner, she said something that I would never forget no matter if I was rich or poor, whether I was the child of a rich family or a poor family, she did not care about me, and what she cared about was the man who forced her to stay up all night to read books, that man who kept her alive without being bullied, that man who swore that he would make her willing to take off her clothes one day, that it was good or bad for a man, that he was an innate character, that he was a person with good character, that was good or bad character, but she believed that this man would not disappoint her.

"That night, she forced me to my knees."

Later on, when we were tied up in a dark room, she said to the two kidnappers who were worse than us, 'As long as you let my man go, I can do anything. I rushed up like a mad dog and bit off the neck of one of the kidnappers, but I couldn't avoid another robber's bullets. She died, she died for me, I couldn't do anything but dig out those two dead robbers' eyeballs.

"That year, when I was young and at odds with my father, I bowed my head to him for the first time. As long as I can become stronger, I am willing to do anything."

After the story was finished, Long Shisan kept quiet. Mu Xiaoya's eyes reddened again and the Gardenia Flower on the road bloomed again. It was just that there was no one foolishly waiting with their ponytails tied up.