Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 40 The Avenger

The sterling silver pendulum made a crisp sound again, and Lu Mingfei slowly opened his eyes.

The bright gold flashed in his eyes.

As soon as Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, he saw the light—the sun shined on his face through the tree shadows and the skylight, and the sudden dazzling light made him a little dazed.

The soft brown cashmere blanket was draped over his body, and a faint man's sandalwood scent wafted from it. He was lying on the leather sofa on the first floor of the principal's office.

"Hmm... is the '3E' exam over?" Lu Mingfei straightened up and rubbed his slightly swollen head.

"It's been two hours, did you not rest last night, or is it that your sleep quality has always been so good?" Anger sat on a soft stool not far away, and joked.

"I'm sorry, principal. I don't know why I slept for so long. I always feel that my head is heavy, as if it has been filled with lead water." Lu Mingfei shook his head lightly.

"It's a good thing to be able to sleep. When you reach my age, you will feel less sleepy. Every night, distracting thoughts will swarm into your mind. A box of eyes will be a nightmare like hell. Insomnia all night, that's the torture." Ang He got up, stepped on the hard-toed leather shoes on the soft carpet, and walked towards Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei also got up, and said in his heart that when I reach your age, there are not many people in the world who can live to your age. If you are lucky enough to live a hundred years, you should burn the incense, right?
"I also suffered from insomnia for a while. It was when I was in high school. At that time, I also liked to think about things. I couldn't find the direction of life." Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked directly at Anger's face. said the eyes.

Deep and shallow wrinkles were engraved on Angers' face, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were more like fish's long and intertwined tails, and his eyelids were not as tight as those of a young man, only his eyes were different.

The old man's eyes are deep but bright, without any sign of old age, but clear and bright.

It's a pity that Lu Mingfei couldn't see anything from his eyes.

After a brief silence, Angers smiled, "The confused period of youth, everyone has it, so did you find the direction of life later?"

"I found it, so I came to Kassel College." Lu Mingfei followed with a smile.

"That's great. Young people should have a goal and drive like this. Keep your eyes closed and keep moving forward. If there is a mountain in front of you, you can climb the mountain. If there is a river in front of you, you can cross the river. If there is a wall in front of you, just hit it." It doesn't matter if it's messy or bloody." Anger patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder lightly.

"Principal, you are also very young."

"Really? Hahahahaha..." Angers laughed loudly, as if hearing the funniest joke in the world, "What an interesting young man, you know what the old guys I know call me, They call me an old monster, I'm so old that I'm dying, and a kid says I'm still young?"

"This place is still alive and beating, how can you say you are old?" Lu Mingfei gently tapped Angers heart, and his tone was also light.

The moment his heart was touched by Lu Mingfei's fingertips, Ange was a little dazed.

In Kassel College, he is absolutely respected figure. It is no exaggeration to say that Angers enjoys the treatment of a top star at school. Wherever he goes, there will be overwhelming cheers. His classroom It is always full, and the students definitely pay him more respect than all other professors combined.

He is the teacher of everyone in Kassel Academy and the elder of everyone.

For many years, no one has ever dared to speak to him, the greatest contemporary educator, in an educational tone, let alone a child.

But at that moment, Anger seemed to inexplicably saw the shadows of many old people in Lu Mingfei, his teacher, his old friend, his most admired brother...

In that golden era, these people died tragically one after another in the event called "The Mourning of Summer", leaving him alone, so Angers buried the ashes of all his old friends with his own hands, and buried them together with his own memories. that day.

It was also from that time that the elegant, lively, and talented young Toshihiko disappeared, and what remained was a lone and iron-fisted power man.

Angers disguised himself with the mask of an old playboy, but in his heart there was only a lone avenger, always holding a sharp jackknife.

Angers continued to consolidate his power, cultivate cronies, and control the entire Cassel Academy so that he could mobilize the most elite team when he slayed the dragon.

This caused the school board to be dissatisfied with him, but no one could shake Angers' position in the secret party.

He has been through hell once, so he is not afraid of death.

From the beginning to the end, only a few old friends can understand the loneliness in Angers heart. Angers never expects anyone to understand, because the anger of the avenger who returned from hell will kill everyone close to him. It was burned all over the body!
"Principal, I actually wanted to do this a long time ago."

The soft call pulled Anger from the distant memory back to reality, and when he came back to his senses, the boy had already leaned over.

Angers never thought that one day he would fall into the arms of such a young boy, so that his hands were frozen in mid-air and he didn't know where to put them, and his old eyelids couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Principal, I cried all night when I was insomnia. In fact, not only cowardly people cry. When they are sad, they should cry out. At least they can vent. If you keep suppressing yourself, you will only suffocate yourself. "

"One can make many friends in one's life. For example, I met senior brother Chu Zihang in Shilan Middle School, and senior fellow Fingel here. Professor Guderian is actually my friend, and we are friends who have forgotten each other."

"If the principal lacks friends, I can be your friend."

After finishing speaking, Lu Mingfei let go of Angers, took his leave and left.

Angers froze in place, unable to recover for a long time.

After the sterling silver pendulum struck once, Angers looked at the blood-red jackknife hidden in his sleeve.

The old man laughed at himself, and he, who was always upright, bent over with a smile,
He stepped up the stairs to the second floor step by step, and without hesitation poured precious red wine on his favorite huanghuali tea table, and the red alcohol poured down like blood.

He struck a match and tossed it lightly. The match fell into the red wine in a graceful arc, and the flame rose like a snake.

Then the whole tea table started to burn, and this precious tea table disappeared without a trace together with the last answer of Lu Mingfei's "3E" exam.

"Thank you, little one, but... no one can save me."

Beside the blazing fire, Angers sat on a chair, the light and shadows of the fire swayed on his old face, and he raised his glass in the direction where Lu Mingfei was leaving.

(End of this chapter)