Dragon 2: Pupil of the Mourner

Lu Mingfei hung his head down and looked at the ground, only to feel that there were unreadable gazes from all sides. Although the janitors did not know what they had done wrong, they probably understood what he meant and stood side by side behind him, bowing their heads together and accepting their aunt's angry scolding together.

Lu Mingfei was in a bit of a trance and seemed to be enlightened. It turns out that ...... he and his aunt don't live in the same world at all! In the world that the aunt thought, he was ruthless and dark, looking down on Lu Mingze, who had the backing of American professors and had the prestige and the spectacle ...... It turned out that he had always been high and mighty. Perhaps he was too much of a wimp before, and should just continue to be a wimp and shouldn't raise his head. Only head down and silently skulking along the wall is his life Lu Mingfei.

He suddenly remembered that today is his birthday eh? For the first time in his life, someone gave him a happy birthday text message, and someone else wanted to dedicate an inappropriate birthday song to him.

For the first time in his life, someone gave him a happy birthday message and someone wanted to dedicate a birthday song to him.

The aunt and uncle raised their eyes together, gave him an angry look, took Lu Mingze's hand, and went into the inner room. The door was slammed shut with force, and through the door, Lu Mingfei heard a loud yell, "Get out!"

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and was silent for a long time, patting the head of the school work department on the shoulder, "Wait for me."

He went back to his bedroom and packed his luggage. Finally, he put the multifunctional plug that he bought for forty dollars on the old IBM laptop, which he used to share with Lu Mingze, on which he had wasted a lot of time.

Lu Mingfei walked through the living room with a large team from the school work department, and on the floor resting the vegetables bought by his aunt, a large bag from Lu Mingze's trip abroad, and a piece of cake. He has never eaten a birthday cake of his own in his life, although born in the heat of summer, the cake was called appetite, still wants to have a birthday cake with his name on it, even if it is used to smash or not.

"Commissioner Lu, did we make a mistake somewhere?" A janitor asked.

"No," Lu Mingfei said, "I know your workmanship in fixing toilets, it's first class."

There was nothing right or wrong. Whatever he does will not please this family, just like with a girl, because she does not love you, so whatever you do is wrong.

It's all wrong because you don't love.

There is a top-of-the-line black BMW parked in front of the building, the uniformed and white-gloved driver respectfully pulled open the door for him, "The evening is booked at Aspasia for two, your dinner with Miss Chen Wenwen is scheduled to start at seven o'clock."

Lu Mingfei froze, "Isn't there a mission at night? What dinner? I don't know."

"According to your deputy Chu Zhang's arrangement, you are in charge of the most important part of the mission tonight, dining with Miss Chen Wenwen at Aspasia restaurant." The head of the school work department explained, "He will lead the team to do a good job of support."

"What support work?"

The head of the school work department smiled, "Probably to lead a team to kill the Rundle Building to retrieve our lost information."

"Oh, think it's too cumbersome to bring me along, right?" Lu Mingfei understood.

He lifted his head and looked at the window that used to belong to him. There was a light on alone. He suddenly understood why he had been a coward in front of his aunt because this three-bedroom apartment in an ordinary neighborhood was like his home. He didn't want to be alone, unlike the other people at Cassell College, and he didn't want the bullish and mournful sentiment of "blood sorrow". He wanted to have a home to return to, just like ordinary people.

But he should have understood that Cassel Academy does not belong to ordinary people. Noor said, Cassell College is another road in life, step on this fork in the road, the door to the past life is closed, can only go forward ...... and can not return to the human place.

You already have a sword in your hand, then prepare to fight.

Stamp the emblem of gold on your collar, arm yourself with a huge overdraft on your black card, and order those stout men as the road commissioner to take this luxurious sedan and your crush of the year to eat the most expensive dinner.

What you need to pay for ...... is just that little bit of warmth and softness in your heart, hard as iron from now on.

The black BMW slid silently into the night, Lu Mingfei sat in the back seat, waist straight.