Chapter 169 Mid-Autumn Festival Text Message
When I returned to the community and opened the door, I was greeted by lights all over the house. Xia Mi stretched out her hand and placed it on the back of the sofa, swaying and half of her head showing to greet him.

"Are you back again?"

“What do you mean again? This is my home, okay?” Lu Mingfei complained while changing into slippers.

Hayao Miyazaki's "Kiki's Delivery Service" was playing on TV. Xia Mi was wearing simple summer pajamas, leaning on the sofa, with her white and tender calves and arms stretched out freely.

"Why do you turn on so many lights when you're home alone?"

Lu Mingfei quickly turned off the lights in the other rooms, leaving only the one in the living room. Xia Mi muttered behind him:

"Isn't it fun?"

Lu Mingfei curled his lips. He didn't understand what was so fun about turning on the light. Electricity is also a resource, okay? It costs money to buy it!

"You're not feeling lonely at home, so you turned on all the lights to make your home look lively, right?"

"Bah! Brother, could you please stop thinking of everyone as pitiful as you are?" Xia Mi stuck out her tongue at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei had done this kind of thing when he was a child, but as he grew older, he gradually got used to being alone. It seemed that there was no difference between being alone and being in a group.

Isn't there a line in a song that goes something like this, "Loneliness is a person's carnival, and carnival is a group of people's loneliness."

Besides, I am not pitiful now! I am not alone now! I have a girlfriend now, and my girlfriend is Liu Miaomiao, one of the three most beautiful girls in Shilan Middle School!

Xia Mi glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was standing there daydreaming, and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Brother, you should go take a shower first. You smell like a woman. If someone doesn't know you, they might think you just came back from a night out."

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, you are the one fooling around. And how can I smell like a woman? It's obviously..."

"It's Liu Miaomiao's body scent, right?" Xia Mi lay back on the sofa and said without turning her head, "I know, you kissed Liu Miaomiao just now."

Lu Mingfei was stunned: "How do you know?"

As soon as he said this, he suddenly remembered what Xia Mi had said before, that she could sense himself and Liu Miaomiao through the Mark of the Nibelung.

So she found out about what happened between her and Liu Miaomiao through the branding?

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a little frightened, not because he was being monitored by Xia Mi, but because this ability was really terrifying when he thought about it carefully. If Liu Miaomiao could feel everything he and Liu Miaomiao did, then wouldn't that mean...

Before Lu Mingfei could think further, a pillow suddenly flew over. Lu Mingfei was careless and didn't dodge, and was hit in the face by the pillow. After the pillow fell, Xia Mi's angry face with her lips bitten came into view.

"Don't let your imagination run wild!"

"How do you know I'm imagining?"

"Looking at your expression, I can tell you are thinking about something dirty!" Xia Mi looked angrily.

Lu Mingfei did not refute. After all, he had just made some unwarranted associations about Xia Mi's abilities.

He coughed lightly, and as if trying to change the subject, he said, "By the way, I have something else to tell you."

As he said that, he sat down on the sofa and told Xia Mi that Liu Miaomiao had suddenly recovered her memory of the time in Nibelung.

Xia Mi calmly withdrew her jade feet from Lu Mingfei, sat cross-legged, shrugged and said, "Liu Miaomiao's memory has been restored? But it's quite normal."

"Is it normal?"

"That's normal." Xia Mi spread her hands. "You should know the five elements of alchemy, right? In addition to wind, water, fire, and earth, there is also a spirit. Aristotle called it 'ether', and you ancient Chinese regarded the phenomena caused by this element as the work of ghosts. The 'Philosopher's Stone' is rich in spiritual elements."

"I know that." Lu Mingfei nodded, "Does this have anything to do with Liu Miaomiao's memory recovery?"

Xia Mi shrugged. "The principle of making Liu Miaomiao forget the memory of the imperial capital subway is that I used my mental power to block her memory. And now my power is used to block the 'Spear of Kungunir'. It must be because of this reason that the shielding of Liu Miaomiao's memory is ineffective."

"I see."

Lu Mingfei nodded. After listening to Xia Mi's explanation, he understood why Liu Miaomiao's memory suddenly recovered.

It’s just that the timing of this memory recovery... Lu Mingfei doesn’t know if it’s a good thing, but judging from the ending, it seems okay?

"Speaking of which." Xia Mi suddenly said.

"Ok?"

"I thought you wouldn't be back tonight, Senior Brother." Xia Mi held her ankle with her hands, a sly smile in her eyes, "After all, I just accepted the confession of a beautiful girl. Shouldn't we strike while the iron is hot and live happily together forever?"

Lu Mingfei was startled, thinking, is it true that dragons are lustful by nature? So the lust in the seven deadly sins corresponds to you, right?

If others saw this extremely pure and lovely face, and how such dirty words were said with that sweet smile that seemed to bring sunshine, they would surely be disillusioned, right?

Lu Mingfei ignored her, turned around to find some clean clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. If they continued chatting, who knew what outrageous topics this lustful dragon king would bring up. Xia Mi also curled her lips and lay down on the sofa again to watch Kiki's Delivery Service.

……

Although the National Day holiday is long, for Lu Mingfei, it is no different from any other day.

I ate and slept at my uncle's house, did some homework at night, and occasionally ran errands for my aunt to buy some things. The holiday passed day by day.

In the class group, people were sharing photos every day, all of which were taken when they traveled to various places. It seemed that except for him, the sick Liu Miaomiao, the little girl, and Chen Wenwen, everyone else was traveling.

Liu Miaomiao was discharged from the hospital the day after the two confirmed their relationship, but because her illness had just recovered, she did not go out and just rested at home.

Usually I would go on QQ and chat with him about random things, but for some reason I suddenly lost contact with him these few days. Lu Mingfei thought he might know the reason, but he didn't know if it was the reason he thought.

Chen Wenwen has been chatting with him frequently on QQ recently, of course, mainly asking Lu Mingfei some questions related to table making.

Lin Huihui got his QQ number from somewhere and added him. Occasionally she would log in to share some boring jokes with him.

Apart from these things, the biggest change in Lu Mingfei's daily life is, of course, that he has to take some time out every night to call his new girlfriend Liu Miaomiao.

As the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated quietly, Lu Mingfei immediately got out of bed, walked through the living room to the balcony, leaving only Lu Mingze (the fat version) staring at him eagerly.

The moment he closed the balcony door, Lu Mingfei vaguely heard Lu Mingze's (fat version) call.

"Mom, my brother must be in love..."

Lu Mingfei ignored her and quickly took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket. The moment he answered the call, a lovely and sweet female voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Hello, Mingfei, good evening..." The balcony in late summer and early autumn inevitably still retains some of the scorching heat of midsummer, but Liu Miaomiao's voice is like a spring breeze in this hot night, quietly blowing away the summer heat and leaving only a hint of cool spring in the heart.

It was not only Lu Mingfei's first time to fall in love, but Liu Miaomiao also had no experience in love. So every time they called, Liu Miaomiao would greet Lu Mingfei respectfully.

If you call in the morning, you will say good morning, and if you call in the evening, you will say good evening.

Only after asking all the questions will we start talking about business.

Although it is called serious business, it is actually just some daily things that happened that day.

For example, Dad stole Mom's car and got it scratched, and Mom found out; the puppy at home ruined the house again; and she practiced the piano until her fingers hurt.

"My fingers hurt when I play the piano."

Liu Miaomiao said this in a coquettish tone, with a hint of grievance in her tone.

By the way, I heard that girls who practice musical instruments for a long time will have calluses on their hands, but Lu Mingfei has held Liu Miaomiao's hand many times, and every finger is smooth and tender. I don't know if it's because she has been carefully maintained or what.

Lu Mingfei responded gently:

"Then you should practice for a while less. You have just recovered from your illness and it is not suitable for you to practice for too long."

"no!"

Lu Mingfei could imagine the cute look of Liu Miaomiao pursing her lips and shaking her head on the other end of the phone.

"The school anniversary is coming soon, so I must hurry up and practice. If I don't practice well and make a mistake on stage, it will be so embarrassing! You don't know how much pressure I am under."

“But if you’re too tired and get sick, I’d feel bad,” Lu Mingfei said.

Liu Miaomiao's voice on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, and then she replied in a delicate voice, "Well, then I'll practice less..."

This kind of conversation sounds empty and boring, as if it has no content, but both people hope that this conversation can last longer.

But Liu Miaomiao obviously didn't have much free time, so after chatting for about ten minutes, Liu Miaomiao suddenly said aggrievedly:
"My mother seems to be here..."

After saying good night to each other, the two hung up the phone reluctantly.

……

The days passed by slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is the second to last day of the National Day holiday, and most people who went out to travel have returned today.

When Lu Mingfei woke up early in the morning, he received a number of text messages from people wishing him a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. He opened his phone and the first message was not from Liu Miaomiao.

Chu Zihang: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Five simple words, without a beginning or an end, clean and neat. It really has the style of the paralyzed senior brother.

Lu Mingfei replied: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Senior Brother too."

Half a minute later, Lu Mingfei received a reply from his paralyzed senior brother: "OK."

The second message was not from Liu Miaomiao either, but from an international number. Lu Mingfei glanced at the area code and saw it was from A-mei Ricken. Who on earth would send him a message wishing him a happy Mid-Autumn Festival from halfway around the world?
Lu Mingfei opened the text message, and the moment he saw the content of the message, he knew who sent it.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, brother. By the way, brother, do you know..."

The rest is a bunch of blah blah, all popular science about the Mid-Autumn Festival. Only Lu Mingze would often talk about this kind of long and unpopular knowledge.

Out of love for his brother, Lu Mingfei still replied: "I have read it."

The third text message was from Liu Miaomiao.

"Ming Fei, I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. After lunch, come to the gate of my community and I'll send you a few mooncakes. By the way, do you know my home address?"

Although it was just a simple greeting, this text message seemed to be filled with pink bubbles.

Lu Mingfei exchanged a few sweet messages with Liu Miaomiao before opening the fourth text message.

The fourth message was from Chen Wenwen, and the content was almost the same as that of the paralyzed senior brother, the only difference was that Lu Mingfei's name was added before the blessing, which immediately softened the tone of the message.

After replying to all the text messages, Lu Mingfei got up and washed up.

It was already past nine in the morning. Liu Miaomiao's home, California Sunshine Community, was quite far from her uncle's community. If she didn't take a taxi, she would go downstairs and have a quick breakfast before setting off.

Although it is Mid-Autumn Festival, there is actually no holiday today. The Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival holidays were listed as legal holidays only in 2008. My uncles and aunts still have to go to work, and the family dinner with my uncles and aunts will not start until the evening.

After going out to buy two buns, Lu Mingfei got on the bus to Liu Miaomiao's home.

In fact, Lu Mingfei is not short of the taxi fare now, but he has nothing to do during the day anyway, so it is better to save as much as possible.

After all, the more money he saves now, the more capital he will have for the WCG competition in November.

Wait, WCG?

Lu Mingfei was suddenly stunned. No wonder he always felt like something was missing this morning. It turned out that the Mid-Autumn Festival text message from the little goddess was missing.

Among the four blessing text messages, none of them was from that guy.

However, when Lu Mingfei thought of the little goddess, he also had some hidden evil thoughts in his heart. Although Lu Mingfei promised Liu Miaomiao that they could not reveal their relationship in front of their classmates, she still wanted to maintain the relationship between the three of them.

But once some things are pointed out, it is hard not to feel guilty.

In the past, he had deceived himself into thinking that the little girl was his brother, and the little girl probably also thought of him as her brother. But once he realized his true feelings, it was difficult for him to get along with her as freely as before.

The little goddess didn't send him a blessing text message, probably because she wanted to avoid suspicion. So he should also avoid suspicion.

Damn it, never mind!
Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth, typed a few words on his phone, then selected a contact and sent it.

We just need to have a clear conscience, and don't care what others say! When Nono was dating Caesar, he chatted with Nono every day.

It doesn't mean that if one of you is in love, you can't be friends. If the little angel doesn't dare to send a text message, then I will take the initiative to send it!
A few seconds after the message was sent, before Lu Mingfei had time to turn off the screen, he immediately received a reply from the little goddess:
"Well, happy Mid-Autumn Festival to you too."

……

(End of this chapter)