Lu Mingfei knelt on the ice field with empty pupils, holding the dead woman in his arms.

If he hadn't run, Mom wouldn't have died.

If he hadn't come, Mom wouldn't have died.

However, it was too late.

It's no different than ever.

Obviously, obviously he has worked hard, very hard, but why is this still the case!

The red blood on the woman's body and the hideous wound from the Cerberus bite came into Lu Mingfei's eyes, as if the world was frozen at this moment.

Remorse, fear, and heart-rending pain.

Lu Mingfei's body trembled, "Don't die!"

Don't die!

Don't die! ”

Fear flowed like a tide, but the woman never woke up.

The world seemed to fall into darkness forever, Lu Mingfei's expression was hideous and terrifying, and he whispered hoarsely, like a monster roaring, "Lu Mingze!" ”

A surging and irrepressible will to kill filled his heart, his mind, his spine.

He just wants to kill everything and destroy everything!

For him, the world seemed to have no meaning.

"Brother." The little boy appeared, standing quietly in front of Lu Mingfei, looking at Lu Mingfei condescendingly.

It seemed that he was also infected by Lu Mingfei's great sadness, and his eyes were covered with long tear stains.

Lu Mingze was wearing a black suit, a white bow tie, and white roses in his pockets.

"Want to change? I can give you another chance, and one last time. The boy looked at Lu Mingfei, who was kneeling like a mad dog, "I'll send you back in time, but I can't guarantee the exact time." ”

Lu Ming looked up indifferently.

Lu Mingze smiled, smiling so ugly and sad, but his tone was as strict as the emperor, cold as a knife, "Even the rebels can modify the past, let alone you, brother!" ”

Lu Mingze squatted down, built a small grave with ice and snow, took out the white rose on his chest and threw it on the grave, "Brother, this time, someone is going to die again!" ”

After doing all this, Lu Mingze stood up, a little disgusted and disgusted by Lu Mingfei at this moment, "Get out!" ”

It was as if the majestic emperor had given orders to the whole world, and invisible ripples spread from the Siberian ice sheet to the whole world.

Lu Mingfei's heart throbbed for no reason, as if he had truly lost the whole world.

Time quickly turned back in Lu Mingfei's eyes, he was far away from the Siberian ice field, away from the world, far away from time.

Lu Mingze's eyes turned into golden powder and sprinkled on the small ice mound.

...

...

"No!"

A huge, heart-rending roar rang out on the basketball court.

Lu Mingfei knelt on the ground, his hands clutching the barbed wire, his finger bones white, and his face was shrouded in great fear and sadness.

On the noisy basketball court, the players stopped, and the cheerleaders also stopped, and they all looked at the nervous man.

"Lu Mingfei, what nerves do you have?" Zhao Menghua came to Lu Mingfei's side, his eyes were disgusted, and he scolded loudly, "I don't know if it's a game now." ”

Lu Mingfei raised his head, and his gaze slowly recovered.

Zhao Menghua was looking at him condescendingly.

But Zhao Menghua seemed to be frightened by Lu Mingfei's expression at the moment, and involuntarily took two steps back, not understanding why a person's grief could be so hideous and terrifying.

Lu Mingfei's vision slowly brightened, and the originally quiet basketball court became noisy again.

The temperature here is nowhere near as cold as the Siberian ice sheet.

The sun shines on Lu Mingfei's body, warm, and even the air is a familiar smell.

Lu Mingfei seemed to have had a dream.

But Lu Mingfei knew that it was not a dream.

It seems that everything is back to square one, but Lu Mingfei knows that he seems to have lost the most important thing.

Tears rolled down his cheeks silently, filling his face.

Lu Mingfei never thought that one day he would be so sad and sad for the little devil.

The sorrow is like the abyss.

He should be afraid of the little devil, but why is he so sad?

It's sad, it's like losing everything, as if the little devil has accompanied him from the desolation to the present, and the person who accompanied you has finally disappeared, so he is left alone.

Everyone looked at Lu Mingfei a little inexplicably.

Su Xiaoqiao looked at Lu Mingfei worriedly, "Are you okay?" ”

Even if you like Chen Wenwen, you don't have to be like this, Su Xiaoqiao thought to herself.

Chen Wenwen trotted over and asked the member carefully, "Are you going to the hospital?" ”

"Lu Mingze, Lu Mingze, Lu Mingze." If it was once, in the face of Chen Wenwen's concern, Lu Mingfei's heart was already full of joy.

But at this moment, he just kept calling the name of the little devil.

But this time, no matter how much he called, the little devil never appeared again.

Everyone looked at Lu Mingfei, who was at a loss at the moment, and was a little overwhelmed.

At this age, they have never seen a person's expression so desperate and painful.

Even Chen Wenwen, who was closer, couldn't help but shorten the distance, and no one seemed to dare to get close to this decrepit boy.

At this time, a figure with the sun on his back appeared in front of Lu Mingfei and handed him a pack of tissues.

The focus of Lu Mingfei's pupils gradually recovered, falling on the face of the boy with the sun on his back.

The boy holds a basketball in his left arm, his eyes lowered, and he stands in front of you like a piece of cold steel, with a blank face.

is such a cold person, but there seems to be sadness under his eyes that can't be hidden.

But he hid his grief so well.

In Shilan Middle School, everyone felt that Chu Zihang was cold, proud, the embodiment of genius, and the legend of the school, exuding an aura of rejection thousands of miles away, which made people want to get close but were so inferior that they didn't dare to approach.

"Senior brother." Looking at the boy in front of him, Lu Mingfei subconsciously stood up and hugged the other party, hugging him tightly, as if he wanted to hold the only thing left, the only thing, for fear that he would disappear again as soon as he let go.

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, but his face was still expressionless.

He didn't know what was going on with the boy, he didn't care much about it.

But from this boy's body, Chu Zihang saw the sadness and despair that tore his heart and lungs, and... Regret.

It's like him on that rainy night, desperate and helpless.

Therefore, Chu Zihang subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull the boy.

Chu Zihang remembered the boy's name.

Because he can't forget that rainy night.

It was raining that day, and everyone in the school left.

Dad came to pick him up, and he was still thinking about whether to send this boy who was as lonely as a puppy abandoned by the world in such a heavy rain.

But the boy ran into the rain with his schoolbag on his head, and he didn't even have time to speak.

How lonely, he thought at the time.

So, at that time, he remembered the boy's name.

The boy's name is Lu Mingfei.