Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 288 Xia Qing Mengying

Sakurai Kogure glanced at Han Qiu through the rearview mirror in the car from time to time and couldn't help laughing.

The way Han Qiu played with the knife was like a child who got a toy he had always wanted and couldn't let it go.

"So have you thought of a name for the sword?" asked Sakurai Kogure.

Han Qiu's bizarre train of thought almost made him blurt out "Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night".

The question of name is not easy to decide, and Han Qiu is very annoyed by the idea of ​​naming.

When he first started playing online games, he would spend a day or two thinking about a name. To be honest, the old-fashioned method of naming with numbers is more convenient.

Hmm...if nothing works, why not give the sword a Japanese name, like Shogachi Yasugano?

Forget it, no need.

"Not yet. Why, do you want some advice?" he asked expectantly.

"No, I'm just curious about what you'd name it."

It had to be related to summer and had to be poetic, two requirements that were completely beyond the capabilities of the Japanese, and Sakurai Kogure was unable to help.

Han Qiu could only continue to think on his own, going over all the ancient poems he had learned in his life in his mind.

Alas, I should have practiced more math problems at an age when I should have memorized ancient poems. If my scores in Chinese and English were higher, I would not have been unable to go to a better 211 university!

This is nothing. What is most fatal is learning at an age when you should be shaking your hands.

"Xia Qingmengying." Han Qiu finally confirmed.

"How is it?" he asked Sakurai Kogure.

"improvise."

"Forget it, forget it. Just thinking about this gives me a headache." Han Qiu put away 'Xia Qing Meng Ying' and said, "Send me to Genji Heavy Industries. I want to talk to Yuan Zhisheng about something."

"Are the happy days coming to an end?"

"Soon." Han Qiu has been paying attention to Yuan Zhinu's movements these two days.

None of these can be considered as movements. It has been staying in Hokkaido in recent days.

If I'm not mistaken, the White King should have been transported to Hokkaido.

The sky started to clear up in Tokyo, but heavy snow started to hit Hokkaido.

Extreme weather is often related to dragons, and Han Qiu believes that his guess should be correct.

It's almost time to move the plan to the next step.

"Mr. Han, when everything is over, it's time to leave, right?" asked Sakurai Kogure.

"Are you reluctant to leave here?" Han Qiu said softly, "You can stay here, it's okay. As long as the ending is the same as I expected, Japan will no longer be dangerous to you."

"I'm looking forward to that day. I've been looking forward to it since I followed you." Sakurai Kogure said, "But I promise you, I'll go out with you. I'm not a shrinking person. But I'll still feel reluctant. In my current life, there are two men who are worth dying for. You're the second one."

"It sounds like my status is comparable to that of Minamoto no Chitose."

"That's the only difference between a benefactor and a sweetheart." After the last private meeting, Sakurai Kogure no longer refused to face his own heart.

In a sense, she has expressed her feelings through death, which is sincere and passionate enough.

Genji Heavy Industries appeared in the field of vision. Han Qiu closed his eyes and smiled against the car window.

"Han Jun, we're here." Sakurai Kogure said, "I'll wait for you nearby."

"Well, you should also be careful. If you encounter any problems, go to the Sheqi Eight Clan." Han Qiu said, "At least the Sheqi Eight Clan will uphold justice."

"I understand." Sakurai Kogure smiled brightly.

Han Qiu's steps were a little uncertain. He had never experienced a woman saying "I would die for you".

Although it has nothing to do with love, it has the same result as love.

The end of the road and the destination are almost the same.

"I feel like everyone is quite immature." Han Qiu laughed in his mind: "What do you mean by dying for me? Why are you saying these things? I won't let them die."

"Is it a bit of a middle school kid?" Mr. Han thought for a moment. "Isn't it good to be a bit of a middle school kid? At least it's sincere and genuine, which is better than calculation and profit."

"Oh, forget it. I have never heard or said such a thing since I graduated from junior high school."

"You said it's two different things to tell them."

"Ok?"

"They can be honest and do what they say, but you said it was just talk. You even told your childhood friend that you want to be friends for life, and that we should always be friends when we get rich, and that we should help each other in the future." Mr. Han asked, "Since you went to the city, your contact with him has become less and less, and you almost forgot about him in the end."

"No, I haven't forgotten." Han Qiu said, "But I haven't forgotten. Adults have a tacit understanding that if something cannot be done, they will not mention it again, just as if there was no such promise."

"It's so boring." Han Qiu smiled bitterly.

I think of that childhood friend who would climb mountains to pick fruits and dive into the water to catch fish and shrimps.

Once I met a very strange man in a black windbreaker in a cemetery on a hill.

It was just dusk, and the old corpse in the mountain village that Han Qiu and his childhood friend had just seen two days ago was fully covered with debuffs.

Seeing this scene, he was so scared that his legs started shaking.

The little boy ran back like crazy, while Han Qiu stood there frozen, at a loss as to what to do.

The man in black took one look at Han Qiu and frightened him so much that he fainted.

When Han Qiu woke up, he was lying on the bed.

It was his childhood friend who turned back and carried him all the way back.

It makes me nostalgic...The man in black was really scary too.

……

"Hello, can we take a photo together?" The staggering fat woman approached Angers.

It takes a lot of courage to take a photo with someone on the street.

As a gentleman, Angers would not refuse such a request, even if the other party was a girl who was not beautiful.

He told the other party in English: Sure, but I don’t speak Japanese very well.

Angers could understand Japanese, but he just couldn't learn it.

He only knew a few curse words, and when he was cleaning up the underworld, swearing was a necessity.

However, when learning a language, swear words are indeed easier to get started with.

The fat woman said she could speak English and praised Angers for his elegance and handsomeness.

"I hope that when I am old, I can also meet such a handsome and fashionable old man." The fat woman happily took a photo with Angers.

Ange got close to the fat woman and cooperated in taking this photo.

As the fat woman opened the photo album with satisfaction, Angers caught a glimpse of some familiar faces.

He took off his sunglasses and asked, "Can I see some of the photos we just took?"

"These ones?" The fat woman cut over.

These are all photos with handsome guys. You can see that the fat woman is enjoying her life.

Ange had no interest in the fat woman's life, he was only interested in the handsome guy in the photo.

Others might have trouble recognizing him because of the makeup, but not Angers.

Those are all his students!

"Can I ask where you took the photo with them?" Ange asked, pointing at the blond man in the photo.

"Basara King?" The fat woman's eyes were full of admiration, "The gigolo from Takamagahara, very handsome, right?"

"Girls?" Ange's phone rarely crashed. "Can you tell me where they are? I want to meet them."

The fat woman told him the location and complained, "Last time they left me alone in the box, and I haven't settled the score with them yet!"

"It sounds like they are going too far." Ange waved his hand, "Thank you for telling me, goodbye, you are a very beautiful girl."

The fat woman waved goodbye to Angers excitedly.

And he praised Angers' travel bag: "He is also a fashionable old man who loves anime, it's the best!"