After having the word of God's name representing "self", Lu Mingfei really felt that his attitude towards many things had changed.

Indeed, for adolescent teenagers, the first "like" does not need a reason.

Maybe it's just a moment when you meet your eyes, or maybe you see a girl's white dress in the early morning, and you suddenly feel excited.

A girl who is beautiful, quiet and has a bit of literary and artistic atmosphere is naturally a little different in the school.

He still remembers that Chen Wenwen was sent to school by a Passat in a very low-key manner, wearing a white cotton skirt and lace white socks, and after completing the formalities, she held a copy of Duras's "Lover" and read it on the bench in the corridor, which instantly attracted the attention of all the boys.

Then one afternoon, he wiped the blackboard in the classroom, and it was only him and Chen Wenwen in the classroom. Chen Wenwen, who was wearing a white skirt that seemed to be transparent, with puff sleeves and a cute hairpin on her head, suddenly asked him if he wanted to join the literary club.

The trees outside the window stretched their branches full of life, and the golden sunlight shone through the glass into the classroom where there were only the two of them, and time suddenly became slow and fast, and Lu Mingfei and Chen Wenwen looked at each other.

At the beginning, he was so fond of Chen Wenwen, as if he met the right person in the spring, and he was out of control.

But...... Is that really right?

Thinking back on his memory, all Lu Mingfei thought about was his door-to-door collection of money and errands.

Because he is the director of the Literary Society, Chen Wenwen suggested it, so he will do these errands. Others would not have chosen him to be a "little leader" at all, but after Chen Wenwen spoke, they also acquiesced to the fact that this title was placed on Lu Mingfei's head, and it has been until now.

Once upon a time, he felt that this "special identity" was the proof of his different status in Chen Wenwen's heart.

But that's not right.

There's nothing wrong with liking, the feelings of teenagers come quickly and fiercely.

He is also a person who rarely gets the attention of others, so Chen Wenwen has lived in his heart since then, like the only leaf on a bare sapling.

The relationship at that time was indeed a very unforgettable memory, but the world was changing too fast, and on the eve of the college entrance examination, when everyone was about to separate, he suddenly fell into the dream of demons and doomsday.

In there, he met Teacher Xixiao, who made a contract with him, and met the young girl who was very shy and happy to laugh. Survival and blood, betrayal and tears, the short and long experience carved into his soul like the sharpest knife.

He fights terrible demons in the apocalypse, and when he wakes up, he is approached by someone who claims to be a dragon half-blood, and the former legendary senior of the school invites him to join their organization......

Before you know it, the good memories of the past are still good.

It's just that he can no longer look at the people in his memory with his own heart, which was always curled up in the last row of the classroom and dozing off.

- They haven't changed, it's his brain that has changed.

Feelings beautify memories, those precious things are still precious, but his brain, his position, are all different from the past, how can people who have embarked on different paths of destiny be side by side like before?

He had to move forward......

You have to figure out what the world really looks like before you can decide where you want to go.

"I have a class reunion."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and said to Chu Zihang: "They are all classmates from a club in my high school, and they are the ones who communicate with me the most, if you think that the people around me may become Brother Shun's target...... Then it's only possible that they're going to be. ”

Chu Zihang looked sideways at the frowning young man, and saw a dark look in his eyes, like a tree branch that was wet by the light rain in the rainy season, and the lonely leaves swayed messily in the wind and rain.

For a moment, he seemed to see himself in Lu Mingfei's eyes who escaped from the rainy night of the viaduct in the past.

Painful about what had happened in the past, but also with a determination that no one else could have imagined, the young eyes hid flames and swords, and silently roared at the vast rainstorm and made a certain decision.

He didn't know what Lu Mingfei had gone through to become what he was now, but he unconsciously had a ...... A thought that I could trust this junior.

So he whispered, "Okay." ”

"I'll go with you."

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Sitting in Professor Guderian's car, the three of them, whose atmosphere unconsciously became calmer, went to the place Lu Mingfei said together.

The people of their literary club booked a small screening room in a movie theater, and Chen Wenwen went with Zhao Menghua, the top romantic figure among the boys in their Shilan Middle School.

In response to the invitation, the entire literary club will come, including Su Xiaoqiao, the "little heavenly girl" who is very bad with Chen Wenwen.

Su Xiaoqiao is one of the three major class flowers in their class, and Chen Wenwen is among the other two, because Chen Wenwen's limelight overtook Su Xiaoqiao when school started, so she has been competing with Chen Wenwen a little.

But it has nothing to do with Lu Mingfei, the relationship between him and Su Xiaoqiao is limited to the fact that she once stepped on him.

Chen Wenwen should be regarded as one of his rare friends, plus a crush or a love interest, but now Lu Mingfei has seen it.

He still cherishes his past feelings, but under the 'self', he can treasure these memories and emotions in his heart very well, and will no longer be confused by anything and fall into a situation from which he cannot extricate himself.

Walking into the scheduled screening room alone, he soon met his classmates.

Among them, Zhao Menghua, who was wearing a Korean-style suit, was surrounded by a group of younger brothers, and when he saw him, he suddenly showed a surprised expression like stepping on dog shit: "Lu Mingfei? You're coming over today, too? ”

In the literary community, everyone was enthusiastic when they talked about the party, but at that time, Lu Mingfei was full of thoughts about the one-on-one melee training with Teacher Xixiao that had just ended in his dream.

When he opened his eyes on the bed, he still had a sense of fear that a fist would appear in front of him in the next second, and the teacher's powerful arms and fierce attacks made his brain chaotic all day, and naturally he didn't participate in the discussion of the boys in the literary club.

"Chen Wenwen invited me."

Lu Mingfei nodded to Zhao Menghua with a blank expression, and then looked around.

The lights in the screening hall were bright, and before entering the screening session, the students of the Literature Club sat in different places in twos and threes, naturally dividing the circle that he couldn't understand before.

At a glance, he saw Chen Wenwen, with a white skirt and a face that seemed to have a little melancholy at any time, Su Xiaoqiao on the side sat far away from her, holding a large bucket of popcorn in her hand and handing it out to other classmates proudly, with a completely different redness on her cheeks.

After some mental calculation, he asked, "Is there anyone else who hasn't come?" ”

Looking at his calm appearance, Zhao Menghua pursed his eyebrows and said with the discomfort in his heart, "Xu Miaomiao, they are changing their clothes, it's okay right away, don't make trouble for me today, you kid don't make trouble for me today?" ”

He is indeed very uncomfortable with the current Lu Mingfei.

If he was originally "mourned", like a shrunken dirty puppy, then now he feels like a "dumb", like a scarecrow standing in a field staring at the sky, not knowing what to think.

The guy who used to be able to step on a foot suddenly became completely different, for example, he felt that Lu Mingfei was now like a murderer squatting on the edge of the field staring at the intersection, who could pick up a chainsaw at any time and dismantle people.

Zhao Menghua didn't know if Lu Mingfei had been stimulated by something in recent months, which caused him to have symptoms of mental disorder, but apparently he was not mentally prepared to exchange one with a psychopath.

To put it simply, when he saw the current Lu Mingfei, he was instigated.

But today is the day when he is ready to do a big thing, so even if he is afraid of death in his heart, for fear that Lu Mingfei will suddenly take out a fruit knife from his pocket and give it to him, he still holds up his courage and grins like a mouse with a tail cocked at a cat.

At the same time, he was also complaining a little more about Chen Wenwen in his heart.

He couldn't understand why Chen Wenwen invited this guy and let him saliva in his own home.

"Troublemaker?"

Lu Mingfei put a question mark, and his gaze swept towards the shadows that the light in the screening hall did not shine.