In the rector's room, the conversation continues.

"It took six years to wash the blood, change the bones, and insert the marrow. That's why you don't have the memory you had before the age of six, because it's too painful for a baby," said the silver-haired principal, "and in the process, your mother has protected your consciousness with her words. ”

"Are they still there?" Lu Mingfei asked, knowing in his heart that even a half-breed would not be able to survive in the process of several years of bone extraction and marrow extraction.

But he still wants to find a result.

The silver-haired headmaster walked up to him and reached out and stroked his hair: "Kid, let's talk about this question next time."

With a little hope, life can go on. ”

……

In the center of the magnificent and weird, weird and sacred hall, the man fell into a deep sleep.

The little boy in the suit spoke straight ahead, but it was actually said to Mai Yutoku, who was beside him.

"You go out first, assist Lu Mingfei from the side, and if he finds out, join him directly."

He turned around and said indifferently, "Our contract has been handed over." ”

"It's really ruthless," Jiude Mai, as if she was used to his way of speaking: "Boss, are you staying here?" ”

The boy said calmly, "He can't die until this final endgame."

Even if you die, you have to redeem the other party's biggest one. ”

Jiude Mai sighed slightly in her heart, saying that other people's duplicity was not the same.

The boy snapped his fingers and sent Mai out of the wine.

Then, he slowly walked to the main seat.

"Here, declare authority!"

"Emperor of Words"

But as if a stone had sunk into the sea, there was no reaction in this space.

The boy expected it, and then a huge pressure erupted from his body, like a huge meteorite crashing into the ocean, setting off a devastating impact.

But the man, the spark pressed under the bonfire that had just been extinguished in his body flickered a few times before it was extinguished again.

Is there a lack of desire to survive?

He leaned over to the man:

"Don't die."

The spark splashed, but failed to ignite.

"There's one more thing I forgot to tell you here, your child really exists."

Chaotic consciousness, re-condensation.

In the man's induction, there was a regular rhythm of life in the dark, and a tiny flame appeared in his heart, burning firmly.

The boy praised, knowing that he had never praised anyone in all these thousand years:

"There is no more terrible enemy in the world than people like you, whose hearts are immortal and whose souls are immortal.

You really resemble him. ”

There was a hint of nostalgia on the boy's face: "It's not interesting to sit like this, you like stories very much, and now you can't tell them, so I'll tell you a paragraph." ”

……

There are countless peaks at the top of the gods, and each of them is inhabited by a god.

Most of the gods are worshipped day and night.

There is only one goddess, and she does not have any followers.

She was born beautiful, but she lives on top of the coldest iceberg in the world.

Although she has never been seen by anyone, it seems that all living beings in this world know that she is the coldest flower.

Endless blizzards block those who want to climb the mountain.

Finally, one day, the gods began to be curious.

But what shook the world was that the gods were forced back by the cold.

How cold is it?

The king of the gods took the first fire of the sun, held it in his hand, and wanted to climb the mountain.

When we reached the mountainside, the primordial fire was about to be extinguished.

He had to give up, take the first fire, and turn around and climb the iceberg.

The last one to arrive was the red-haired God of War, who was full of fighting spirit.

Whether it was the snow in the mountains or the hail that fell from the sky, this fighting spirit never diminished, and he never moved forward.

When he walked to the top of the hill and saw the kind of palace that seemed to be made of 10,000 years of ice.

He stood for a long time, and finally turned away, leaving only a word.

"I never challenge, only a losing battle, which is not called a fight at all, but suicide."

Over time, no one came, and the mountain became colder.

But there is a saying in the world that the goddess on the iceberg is waiting for the most enthusiastic thing in this world, and if she can find it and climb the snowy mountain, she can get her love.

Most people scoff, what could be warmer than the first fire of the sun? More enthusiastic than the fighting spirit of the god of war?

……

On this day, the goddess looked at the door of the palace and was slowly pushed open.

A dark-haired teenager, with a smile, walked in.

Although his nose was red and his ears were purple, there seemed to be fragments of sunlight in his hair, and the whole person was full of youthful breath.

She didn't speak, just stared at him with ice-blue eyes.

The boy politely put his right hand on his shoulder, expressing his respect.

Then he looked at the goddess:

"I heard you're looking for the hottest thing, so I brought it."

"Where?"

The goddess seems to have not spoken for hundreds of years, and her voice is a little immature and jerky.

He smiled confidently and pointed to his chest, "Is there anything warmer than this heart?" ”

The petite goddess, rising from her throne, walked up to the boy and pressed the left side of her face to his chest.

Something more enthusiastic than the first fire of the sun, the indomitable fighting spirit, he did find.

She will follow him, no matter what lies ahead, until the end of the world.

……

Inside the Amber Pavilion, students gathered to celebrate the end of their final exams.

Lu Mingfei looked at Zero, who buried his head in his chest, and didn't know why, as if he had found a trace of peace.

Reached out and touched her pale blonde hair:

"Okay, let you hug, can you help with our research?"

Lu Mingfei felt as if he was selling his body when he said this, and he felt a little guilty, but I was making a sacrifice for the development of the community!

The next second, he felt a force in his waist push him away.

"Stupid."

After the girl with pale golden hair pushed Lu Mingfei away, she said softly:

"I promised, dance with me!"

She slowly raised her arms high, and the sudden changes of the violins around her seemed to tear through the silence like sharp blades.

A pair of silver heels were placed on the marble floor, and the rhinestones reflected the dazzling light, like the crystal shoes in a fairy tale.

The ice sculpture girl took off her black leather shoes and stepped into her high heels.

The originally petite figure suddenly stood up against the backdrop of high heels, and her tightened lower abdomen and erect small chest made her look graceful.

It's an amazing girl.

She slowly lifted her neck, raised her arms high, lifted one leg, and stopped.

She danced the standard tango with great force, and she swirled as if a snow-colored knife light cut close to Lu Mingfei.

The moment the girl's hand touched Lu Mingfei, the dance music moved towards the climax.

The laughter and exclamations stopped, and the truly gorgeous and elegant dance only began now.

……

After the prom, the Russian girl went backstage and handed a check to an eighth-grader: "Very good. ”

"Pull the red line, we are professional, welcome to come again next time." Fingal looked at the string of zeros on the check and said with a crooked smile.

"No," said the girl, "there is no love between me and him." ”

"Gods, it has nothing to do with love."

The goddess said lightly: "I will guard this flame until the world is extinguished." ”