Lu Mingfei, with empty pupils, sat on his knees on the ice field, holding the dead woman in his arms.
If he hadn't run away, mom wouldn't have died.
If he had not come, my mother would not have died.
However, it was too late.
It's no different than before.
Obviously, obviously he has worked very hard, very hard, but why is it still like this!
The bright red blood on the woman's body and the hideous wounds bitten by the hell dogs reflected in Lu Mingfei's eyes, as if the world had frozen at this moment.
Regret, fear, and heartbreaking pain.
Lu Mingfei's body trembled, "Don't die!
do not die!
do not die! "
Fear was like a tide, but the woman never woke up.
The world seemed to be falling into darkness forever. Lu Mingfei's expression was ferocious and terrifying, and his low voice was hoarse, like a monster roaring, "Lu Mingze!"
The surging and uncontrollable will to kill filled his heart, mind, and spine.
He just wants to kill everything and destroy everything!
To him, the world seemed to have no meaning.
"Brother." The little boy appeared and stood quietly in front of Lu Mingfei, looking down at Lu Mingfei.
It seemed that he was also infected by Lu Mingfei's great sadness, with long tears in his eyes.
Lu Mingze was wearing a black suit, a white bow tie, and a white rose in his pocket.
"Do you want to change? I can give you another chance to choose, which is also the last time." The boy looked at Lu Mingfei, who was kneeling like a mad dog. "I will send you back to the past, but I can't guarantee the exact time. point."
Lu Mingfei looked up numbly.
Lu Mingze smiled, so ugly and sad, but his tone was as stern as an emperor, as cold as a knife, "Even a rebellious minister can correct it, let alone you, brother!"
Lu Mingze squatted down, built a small grave base with ice and snow, took out the white rose from his chest and threw it on the grave base, "Brother, this time, someone is going to die again!"
After doing all this, Lu Mingze stood up, feeling disgusted and disgusted with Lu Mingfei at this moment, "Get out!"
Just like the majestic emperor issued an order to the entire world, invisible ripples spread from the Siberian ice sheet to the entire world.
Lu Mingfei's heart throbbed for no reason, as if he had truly lost the whole world.
Time went back quickly in Lu Mingfei's eyes. He was far away from the Siberian ice field, far away from the world, and far away from time.
Lu Mingze turned into golden powder in his eyes and sprinkled on the small ice hill.
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"No!"
A huge and heart-rending roar sounded on the basketball court.
Lu Mingfei knelt on the ground, holding on to the barbed wire with both hands, his finger bones turning white, and his face was shrouded in great fear and sadness.
On the noisy basketball court, the players stopped, the cheerleaders also stopped, and they all looked at the crazy man.
"Lu Mingfei, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Menghua came to Lu Mingfei's side, looked disgusted, and yelled, "Don't you know there is a competition now?"
Lu Mingfei raised his head and his vision slowly returned.
Zhao Menghua was scanning him condescendingly.
But Zhao Menghua seemed to be frightened by Lu Mingfei's expression at this moment, and he couldn't help but take two steps back. He didn't understand why a person's sadness could be expressed in such a ferocious and terrifying way.
Lu Mingfei's eyesight slowly brightened, and the originally silent basketball court became noisy again.
The temperature here is far from as bone-chilling as the Siberian Icefields.
The sun shone on Lu Mingfei's body, making it warm, and even the air had a familiar smell.
Lu Mingfei seemed to have had a dream.
But Lu Mingfei knew that it was not a dream.
It seemed like everything was back to where it started, but Lu Mingfei knew that he seemed to have lost the most important thing.
Tears slipped silently down his cheeks, filling his face.
Lu Mingfei never thought that one day he would be so sad and sad for the little devil.
The sadness is as deep as the ocean.
He should be afraid of the little devil, but why is he so sad.
It feels so sad, as if everything has been lost, as if the little devil has accompanied him from the wilderness to the present, and the person who accompanied you has finally disappeared, leaving you alone.
Everyone looked at Lu Mingfei in confusion.
Su Xiaoqiang looked at Lu Mingfei worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Even if you like Chen Wenwen, you don't have to be like this, Su Xiaoqiang thought.
Chen Wenwen ran over and asked the member carefully, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"
"Lu Mingze, Lu Mingze, Lu Mingze." If it had been before, facing Chen Wenwen's concern, Lu Mingfei's heart would have bloomed with joy.
But at this moment, he just kept calling the little devil's name.
But this time, no matter how he called, the little devil never appeared again.
Everyone looked at Lu Mingfei who was confused at this moment and felt a little at a loss.
At this age, they have never seen a person's expression look so desperate and painful.
Even Chen Wenwen, who was closest to him, couldn't help but move away from her. It seemed that no one wanted to get close to this bad guy.
At this time, a figure appeared in front of Lu Mingfei with the sun on his back and handed him a pack of tissues.
The focus of Lu Mingfei's pupils gradually recovered and fell on the boy's face with the sun behind him.
The boy held the basketball under his left arm, with his eyes lowered. He stood in front of you like a piece of cold steel, with an expressionless face.
But for such a cold person, there seems to be sadness that cannot be concealed under his eyes.
But he hid his sadness so well.
In Shilan Middle School, everyone thinks that Chu Zihang is aloof and proud. He is the embodiment of genius and the legend of the school. He exudes an aura that repels people thousands of miles away, making people want to get close but feel too inferior to get close. .
"Senior brother." Looking at the boy in front of him, Lu Mingfei subconsciously stood up and hugged him, hugging him tightly, as if he wanted to hold on to the only thing left, for fear that he would disappear again as soon as he let go.
Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, but his face remained expressionless.
He didn't know what was going on with this boy, and he basically didn't care much about such things.
But from this boy, Chu Zihang saw the sadness and despair that tore his heart and lungs, and...regret.
Just like him on that rainy night, desperate and helpless.
Therefore, Chu Zihang subconsciously wanted to reach out and give the boy a hand.
Chu Zihang remembered the boy's name.
Because he couldn't forget that rainy night.
It was raining that day and everyone in the school left.
When his father came to pick him up, he was still thinking about whether to send this boy away who was as lonely as a puppy abandoned by the world in such a heavy rain.
But the boy just ran into the rain with his schoolbag on his shoulders, before he even had time to speak.
How lonely, he thought then.
So, at that time, he remembered the boy's name.
This boy's name is Lu Mingfei.
