Lu Mingfei and Funina’s whispers

Chapter 7 The Little Devil’s First Time

Morning self-study, warm sunlight penetrated into the classroom, and the young man's reddish face was reflected on the transparent glass. It was obvious that he was sick and still had a fever.

After having a close friend, Lu Mingfei's mentality did indeed change greatly.

But that's just a change of mentality
Now, Lu Mingfei's body only has the strength of an ordinary person without any special bonuses, so he will catch colds and have fevers like ordinary people.

But yesterday, Lu Mingfei cried with Funina for half the night despite having a cold and fever, until the fever subsided naturally. To a certain extent, this was actually a miracle.

He was lucky and his fever went away, but the reason why a miracle is a miracle is because miracles don't happen easily.

Lu Mingfei's body was actually close to its limit, but even under such circumstances, his body still did not get the rest and recuperation it deserved. He had to continue going to school and classes, and the accumulated pressure would wear down that fragile body again. body, the torment of illness will reappear.

So sad.
But I can't disturb Fonina
She still has to do business
Lu Mingfei lay quietly on the table, his vision slightly blurred, but despite this, he still did not have any negative thoughts in his mind because he was afraid that it would affect Funina.

The time for morning self-study slowly passed, but as time passed, his condition did not improve. On the contrary, his body temperature was getting higher and higher, and his consciousness was becoming more and more chaotic.

At this moment, the clear voice sounded in Lu Mingfei's mind again.

"I feel a little hungry. I want to eat macaroni."

"pasta?"

Lu Mingfei, who was indulging in the pain of fever, suddenly froze for a moment. The heat caused by the fever seemed to be diluted by this confusion. He cheered up and complained with a smile: "Hey, wait, you weren't just now. Are you saying that you are in a formal setting? Do you think about this in a formal setting? Are you polite? Do you think about this kind of thing during a court hearing?"

Lu Mingfei?
Damn it, this guy didn't speak just now. I actually forgot that he could still hear my thoughts.

Ah~ the society is dead! The society is dead!
"I uh... uh... ah."

Fu Nina's face suddenly turned red, and her inner voice was hesitant. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't do it because her pig brain was overloaded.

She thought for a while, and finally shouted: "You... how dare you speculate on the thoughts of Lord Water God? I am a god, a god! How can a god's thoughts be easily understood by a mortal like you? Yes, that's it, I, I must have deep meaning and special reference for thinking this way, you just can’t understand it! Huh!”

"Pfft, yes, you're right."

Lu Mingfei replied.

A heartfelt smile gradually bloomed on his face. The originally painful fever seemed to be less painful than he imagined. He kept recalling Funina's lovely quibbling voice in his mind, and felt her cuteness with his feelings. Outline.

It will get better, he thought hopefully.

Illness, perhaps, is not that despairing. What is more despairing than illness is sadness, loneliness, and despair. That is the real terminal illness.

But from Lu Mingze's perspective, everything changed completely.

The little devil only knew that his brother had changed. It was probably because he had a fever yesterday and had some strange mental problems. Today, he was even more seriously ill. He had a fever and was about to die.

He laughed, he actually laughed!

He smiled so relieved, his smile was so free and easy, as if he had seen a bright future, brother, my dear brother! What's wrong with you? Does life make you feel so hopeless?

We will also fight against the rebellious ministers together! elder brother!
"Huh?" A special force echoed and circled in Lu Mingfei's body. He felt that his condition seemed to be better, as if some kind of force had helped him relieve his illness.

Is it my imagination?

The young man couldn't help but think suspiciously that more than ten years of life experience told him that there were no extraordinary things in this world. Those were all fabricated things in novels or animations. His feeling must also be an illusion.

"Brother, are you feeling desperate?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded, and Lu Mingfei subconsciously looked in the direction of the abyss. The little boy in a white tie and black suit was sitting by the window. The sadness and resentment in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

"Brother? I don't know you."

Lu Mingfei replied.

He felt that his body had recovered, as if he had lost the shackles of the disease, and the surrounding space also changed and reversed. The classmates who had studied in the morning had disappeared, and only the two of them were left in the classroom.

The light of the morning sun gradually dimmed, and the color of the world began to turn into black and white. In this black and white world, gold was the only color in the little boy's eyes.

"Want to trade?"

"trade?"

"You give me your soul, and I give you the power to overthrow reality." The little devil jumped slightly and arrived in front of Lu Mingfei in an instant, his golden eyes staring into the dark ones.

Soul for power?
Lu Mingfei subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he thought of Fu Nina who was still in another world, he changed his mind and asked: "Then can your power travel across the world? Can I go to other worlds?"

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The little devil was silent. He didn't expect that Lu Mingfei would be so disappointed with this world. He even thought about reopening the other world.

After a brief silence, he finally said: "Brother, you can use my power to change this world into something suitable for you. In this case."

"Forget it, I'm not interested. There's no one I want to see in this world." Lu Mingfei replied decisively.

If he could see Fu Nina during the moment of time travel, he would be willing to ask about the price of his soul, but it was not certain if there was a real transaction. But if he could not travel across the world, then he would not want to sell his soul at all.

He cherished his life. He had Funina by his side. He didn't want to die too early, nor did he want to lose his soul.

strength? change the world?
He has no interest in this kind of thing
"Is that so?"

The little devil murmured in a low voice. He already understood his brother's despair and determination. Only those who have completely lost trust and hope in this world would say such words.

Lu Mingfei's original intention was: I want to see Funina. There is no Funina in this world, so there is no one in this world that I want to see.

But the little devil didn't know Funina's existence. In his eyes, Lu Mingfei was just saying that he didn't want to see anyone in this world, and he obviously looked completely disappointed with the whole world.

Semantics, completely misplaced

(The signing is still under review, maybe because of the Chinese New Year, so it will be a little slower)
(End of this chapter)