Lu Mingfei sighed, shrunk back in his chair, holding a cup full of black tea, and lazily looked at the principal across the table.

This was the principal's office, and the two of them got on the principal's elevator after coming out of the ice cellar. Neither of them spoke all the way, and the air around them seemed to be coated with a layer of glue.

But neither of them's faces was heavy, and Lu Mingfei was still looking left and right in the principal's delicate elevator, looking up at the sky and looking down at the ground.

The headmaster was even more so, taking a bottle of champagne and two glasses from the ice bucket in the wine cabinet next to him and placing them on his desk.

"Would you like a drink, Ming Fei?" He poured the wine into his glass, "Moet & Chandon, an absolute first class treat." ”

"I never drink." Lu Mingfei shook his head and declined the principal's kindness, "You must know that in our business, drinking is definitely not a good thing. ”

"What are you doing? Aren't you a student? Ange asked as if nonchalantly.

I'm not just a student. Lu Mingfei took a sip of tea, put the cup back on the table, and blinked, "I'm still a future interstellar adventurer!" ”

"Star adventurer?"

"No!" Lu Mingfei was full of interest, "In the vast universe, human beings are just a small speck of dust, and they are a little excited to think about the unknown dangers and the honor of being an adventurer. ”

Ange opened his mouth and looked at Lu Mingfei's face full of excitement, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

He knew that Lu Ming was not difficult, but he didn't expect this guy to be so lazy after he came back.

Even if he saw the dragon king descend with his own eyes, he could still have a calm face after coming out, and even his ambition was to leave the earth to explore the unknown space! Maybe it's because your pattern is not big enough and it's limited to the earth, but exploring space with current technology is undoubtedly a fool's dream, and even the alchemy of the dragon clan can't guarantee the safe survival of people in space! this

It's just a delusional YY, but a guy who still has a flat face when he sees the dragon king reviving in front of him, it seems that he is a little terminally ill.

Ange was a little skeptical if he had guessed wrong, this guy didn't remember the past, but how could he explain it.

He had no idea what to do in the face of Lu Mingfei. Ange sat back in his chair, "You don't seem surprised by what I've done?" ”

"Surprised? Surprised by what? Lu Mingfei shrugged, "Surprised, principal, why did you make a guest appearance as a tour guide?" Surprised, Headmaster, why did you go to free the Dragon King? Or surprised headmaster, why would you ask such a question at this time? ”

"When you were in the ice cellar, headmaster, you were just acting, right?" He smiled silently, "What about your words?" Where's your folding knife? What about the great fame you have made in the past hundred years? A shotgun that has entered the water will intimidate you so much that you will be immobile, and obediently take all the researchers in surrender with all the hands in unison? Principal, can you consider me as an extras when acting, do you know how hard I used to hold back my laughter? ”

"Good observation, you didn't disappoint me." Ange clapped softly, "Then do you know why I did this?" ”

"Of course I don't know, I'm not the principal, how do I know about the dear roundworm in your stomach?" Lu Mingfei shook his head, "Maybe the principal, you suddenly came into contact with that intruder?" After all, it is not an unacceptable thing for people to suddenly fall into twilight love in old age, but I have to say that your tastes are really unique, in various senses. ”

"Ming Fei, your thinking is really strange." Ange twitched and lowered his hand.

"Strange thinking? Headmaster, you mean to say weird, right? But I disagree. Lu Mingfei said, "Principal, you didn't pay attention to your expression just now. ”

"Expressions?"

"It's like one day you're sitting in a coffee shop in a foreign country, the air is full of aromas, the violin melody is flowing in the stereo, and the drizzle is drizzling outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. You inadvertently turn your head and see a familiar figure walking down the street. Lu Mingfei picked up the black teacup, "I salute this reunion in another country." ”

"Sounds like a beautiful encounter." Ange picked up his wine glass and touched it with Lu Mingfei, "You thought of so much just with an expression Mingfei?" It's really a standard liberal arts student. ”

"Contemptible people are not talented, and I have learned micro-expressions for a while. But are you sure it was a good encounter, headmaster? I'm not done yet. Lu Mingfei sighed, "The people who meet in other places are enemies!" ”

But who's to say it's not a beautiful thing? When you meet in a foreign country, whether it is a confidant or a feud, it is worth drinking. He suddenly chuckled softly, a cold undercurrent running through the depths of his eyes, "Right, Headmaster?" ”

Ange held the cup and did not speak for a long time.

"You're right." He nodded slightly, craned his neck, and drank the champagne from his glass.

He replied, his voice a little hoarse, like an unsheathed knife at the waist of a swordsman, "Whoever you meet is worth drinking, because if you can't, how can I kill him?" ”

When he said this, Ange's voice and expression were cold, and the air around him was frozen with sharp edges and corners, like the cold wind of Shuobei slashing down his head.

is really a lonely old man, even though he is still old, but he speaks in a tone that seems to be able to take out a knife and go to the battlefield at any time.

He's been like this for a hundred years, dressed in a tailored suit with red roses pinned to his chest, and when he walks into any bar, he cheers like a playboy living in champagne and wine.

But he carried the folding knife that never left his body, and he stood tall at any time. You look at the wrinkles on his face and you think that this old guy is old, and every furrow in his skin is depicted with the taste of time.

But when he puts down his cup and gets up from his chair, and the street lamp outside the window shines on his face, you can feel that something is burning in the old man's heart, supporting him to live.

Live until you kill all your enemies, or kill yourself.

Lu Mingfei held the black teacup and quietly looked at Ange in front of him, with a faint sadness and nostalgia between his eyebrows.

He raised the black teacup, brought it to his lips, and took a small sip.

The warm liquid ran down his throat, dispelling the chill in his eyes.

Then he put down his teacup and sighed silently.

"Ming Fei, have you ever killed someone?" Ange lowered his glass and asked softly.

"Murder?" Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows, a trace of inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head calmly, "Of course not!" I'm a Young Pioneer who loves five stresses, four beauties and three loves, let alone killing, I haven't even killed chickens! ”

"It's good that you haven't killed anyone. The moment you do it, you will realize that man is such a fragile creature. "No matter how tall a strong man is, a knife, a brick, or even a beer bottle is enough to kill someone." ”