Luo Ji's funeral was three days later.

Zeng Jingheng was discharged from the hospital early in the morning, cleaned himself up, and went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of white chrysanthemum.

When you arrive at the cemetery.

The weather was not good.

It's cloudy, and it looks like it's going to rain.

Probably God felt sad and wanted to cry.

The Luo family's funeral procession has arrived.

Standing in front of Luo Ji's tomb, Luo Ji's parents cried to death.

Zeng Jingheng watched from a distance for a while and did not walk up.

Because he knows that he doesn't have the face to meet them now, and his qualifications are not enough.

Unless one day, he really kills those damned things, he is qualified to kneel in front of them fiercely and atone for his sins.

waited for a long time in the distance, until Luo Ji's father forcibly dragged Luo Ji's mother away, and he finally walked slowly to Luo Ji's tomb.

Put down the white chrysanthemum, the sky is already gloomy, as if it is about to drip.

Zeng Jingheng knelt down and kowtowed three times in front of Luo Ji's tomb.

Not for anything else, just for Luo Ji to give himself the chance to survive.

"Ah Ji......" When he opened his mouth to say this, the sky thundered fiercely.

Rain.

Fell.

It was pouring rain, but Zeng Jingheng had no intention of leaving.

He let the raindrops hit him, as if he were being executed by heaven.

For a long time, until every strand of his hair was stained with rain.

He looked at Luo Ji, the face that had been frozen in the tombstone.

Said very seriously: "Ah Ji, bless me, you can kill all the ghosts in this world!" ”

"Knock-" prostrate again.

Blood had been left on his forehead, mixed in the rain.

He stood up, turned his head, and saw someone watching him.

It's a long way away, but I can still tell it's a girl, holding an orchid umbrella.

Although he had never met, Zeng Jingheng was extremely sure that it was the girl they rescued.

He looked at her for a long time, in the rain.

Then he began to leave.

As he passed by the girl, he vaguely heard a phrase, "I'm sorry." ”

Zeng Jingheng paused and said nothing.

This is not something to blame anyone, but it is already an irreparable thing.

He knew it from the moment he turned to leave.

The boy named Luo Ji is really gone and never looks back.

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The next day, Zeng Jingheng returned to school and started normal classes.

Luo Ji is dead, so his last wish is the goal that Zeng Jingheng must achieve.

He had to get into a good university and then form a band and be the lead singer and guitarist.

So he has to study hard.

But he still underestimated the impact of what he and Luo Ji did.

Almost everyone came to see him like an animal, because his photo was also published at the time of the press release.

The rat in front of him even more exaggeratedly knelt directly on the ground, shouting the god man, and asked Zeng Jingheng to sign his autograph.

After sending away those boring onlookers, after barely answering a dozen curious questions from the mouse, Zeng Jingheng simply lowered his head and began to read.

"Hey, Ah Heng, aren't you, you're still in the mood to read? Do you really want to take the Peking University exam? The mouse looked at Zeng Jingheng, who was working hard, and said that he couldn't understand.

"Yes." Zeng Jingheng snorted indiscriminately, and devoted himself more and more to the road of hard study.

He's a little bit worse.

After that, he listened to all the lessons without dropping, and none of them were deserted to sleep.

With such a serious attitude, even his teacher looked at him a few more times in surprise.

At the end of the third period in the afternoon, his homeroom teacher suddenly asked him to go to the office.

The ending is similar to what Zeng Jingheng thought.

Because he and Luo Ji acted bravely and solved the serious murder case for the police in one fell swoop, the city decided to give them extra points in the college entrance examination.

But since Luo Ji is already dead, Zeng Jingheng can add an extra ten points.

Although he was mentally prepared, when Zeng Jingheng heard the news, he still couldn't stop wanting to vomit.

What is there to rejoice about in exchange for the blood of your best friend?

But Zeng Jingheng still did not refuse the commendation meeting prepared by the school, as well as the extra points in the college entrance examination.

This is the fastest way to Luo Ji's last wish.

After saying goodbye to the head teacher, Zeng Jingheng came out of the office, but unexpectedly saw a person.

The girl.

The girl holding an orchid umbrella in the heavy rain, she really has a very beautiful face.

Apricot lips.

When you laugh, your eyes should be as beautiful as two crescent moons.

It's just that she's not smiling now, she's frowning with a distressing melancholy.

But Zeng Jingheng didn't hurt, he looked at her and walked straight over.

He didn't give her a chance to say a word.

Actually, he still hates her a little.

"Zeng Jingheng !!" She suddenly shouted, probably biting her lip tightly.

The kind that is very hard.

Zeng Jingheng's footsteps paused.

"I'm sorry!!" She apologized again.

I'm sorry.

I don't accept it.

Zeng Jingheng, striding forward.

In the days that followed.

Zeng Jingheng studied desperately, exercised, and at the same time, constantly developed his own body, the ultimate secret!

That's right.

He didn't resist the mysterious power anymore.

That power, from that unknown drink.

He tried his best to find a way to control that power.

Because he knew that only when he mastered that power could he truly accomplish his grand plan and atone for his sins completely.

He has to be strong, to be strong.

Therefore, he kept trying, stimulating the potential of his body, carrying dozens of pounds of sandbags on his back, running until he was exhausted, swimming, swimming, swimming, swimming so much that he almost drowned in the pool with foot cramps.

But it didn't have much effect.

Then he thought about how he had triggered that power that night, and came to the conclusion that it was anger.

So he started fighting, looking for people everywhere to fight, and he wanted to make himself angry, very angry, extremely angry!

But......

It's not enough.

It's not enough.

Not enough!!

Not angry enough.

"Bang-" He slammed his knee into the abdomen of a besieging thug, knocking the thug straight out of his urine.

However, it is not enough.

Not angry enough.

He didn't feel a lightning-fast pain exploding in his back, something about to burst out of the cage.

He just felt like his body was hot, very hot.

It was as if there was an inexhaustible force boiling all over the body.

And, without looking back, he could feel that a thug was raising a stick and swinging it at the back of his head.

Incredible strength, and keen perception.

That's probably the only thing he's been getting lately.

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