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

The bright gold flashed in his eyes.

Lu Mingfei saw the light as soon as he opened his eyes - the sunlight shone on his face through the shadow of the tree and the skylight, and the sudden dazzling flare made him feel a little stunning.

A soft brown cashmere blanket was placed on him, and a faint smell of men's sandalwood came from it. He was lying on the leather sofa on the first floor of the principal's office.

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

"It's been two hours since I finished. Didn't I rest until last night? Or did you always have such good sleep quality?" Angers sat on a soft stool not far away and quipped.

"Sorry, Principal, I don't know why I slept for so long. I always felt my head heavy, and it seemed like I was filled with lead water." Lu Mingfei shook his head gently.

"It's a good thing to be able to sleep. When you reach my age, you have fewer sleeps. Every night you have distracting thoughts swarm into your mind. A box of eyes is a nightmare like hell. Insomnia all night is tormenting." Anger stood up, stepped on the soft carpet on the soft carpet, and walked towards Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei also stood up and thought to himself that I am at your age. There are not many people in the world who can live to your age. It is better to have a long life for a hundred years, right?

"I also had insomnia for a while. When I first started high school, I also liked to think about things that were absent, and I could never find the direction of my life." Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked straight into Anger's eyes and said.

Angers' face was slowly engraved with deep and shallow wrinkles, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were more like the lengthy and intertwined tails of fish, and his eyelids were not as tight as those of young people, but his eyes were different.

The old man's eyes were deep but bright, and he had no desire for old age, but was clear and bright.

Unfortunately, Lu Mingfei couldn't see anything from his eyes.

After a brief silence, Anger smiled, "Everyone has it in the confusion period of youth, so have you found the direction of life later?"

"Finished, so I came to Kassel Academy." Lu Mingfei smiled.

"It's great. Young people should be aimed and motivated like this. Close your eyes and just bury your head forward. If you have a mountain in front, you will cross the mountain. If you have a river in front, you will cross the river. If you have a wall in front... you will smash it to pieces and it doesn't matter if you have a head broken and bloody." Anger gently patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

"Principal, you are very young, too."

"Is that so? Hahahahaha..." Anger laughed loudly, as if he heard the most interesting joke in the world. "What an interesting young man, do you know what the old guys I know call me, they all call me an old monster. I am so old that I am almost dead, and a child said I am still young?"

"It's still alive here, how can you say that you are old?" Lu Mingfei gently pointed Anger's heart, and his tone was also gentle.

The moment when Lu Mingfei's fingertips touched his heart, Anger was a little stunned.

He is an absolutely respected figure at Cassel College. It is no exaggeration to say that Angers enjoyed the treatment of a top star in school. He would cheer like a sea of ​​cheers wherever he went. His classroom was always full, and the students gave him more respect than all the other professors combined.

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

For many years, no one dared to point his heart to speak to him, the greatest educator of the contemporary era, in an educational tone, let alone an eighteen-year-old child.

But at that moment, Angers seemed to have inexplicably seen many shadows of old friends in Lu Mingfei, his teacher, his old friend, and his most admired brother...

In that golden era, these people died one after another in an incident called "Summer Mourning", leaving him alone, so Anger buried all the ashes of his old friends with his own memories on that day.

It was also from that time that the elegant and active young man, Toshihiko, who was once elegant and promising, disappeared, and the remaining ones were the lone and iron-fisted powerful people.

Angers used the playboy's mask to disguise himself, but there was only one lonely Avenger in his heart, always holding a sharp folding knife.

Angers constantly consolidated his rights, cultivated his confidants, and controlled the entire Cassel Academy so that he could mobilize the most elite team when slaying the dragon.

This aroused the dissatisfaction of the school board with him, but no one could shake Angers' position in the Secret Party.

He was a man who had walked through hell, so he was not afraid of death.

From beginning to end, only one of his few old friends could understand Angers' loneliness in his heart. Anger never sought anyone's understanding, because the anger of the Avengers who returned from hell would burn all those who approached him!

"Principal, I actually wanted to do this a long time ago."

The gentle call pulled Angers from the distant memories back to reality. When he came 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 the air and his old eyelids could not help but tremble slightly.

"Principal, I cried all night when I was insomnia. In fact, it is not only the cowards who cried. When I was sad, I should cry. At least I could vent my feelings. I would just suppress myself and I would just kill myself."

"A person can make many friends in his life. For example, I met Senior Brother Chu Zihang at Shilan Middle School, and came here to meet Senior Brother Finger again. Professor Guderian is actually my friend, and we are a friend of mine."

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

After saying that, Lu Mingfei let go of Angers and said goodbye and left.

Anger was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After the sterling silver pendulum rang, Angers looked at the blood-red folding knife hidden in his sleeves.

The old man laughed at himself, and he always had a straight figure and bent his waist.

He stepped on the stairs and climbed to the second floor step by step, without hesitation, sprinkled with precious red wine on his beloved Huanghuali tea table, and the red alcohol poured like blood.

He slashed a match and threw it gently. The match drew a graceful arc and fell into the red wine, and the flames rose like a snake.

Then the entire tea table began to burn, and the precious tea table disappeared without a trace along with the last answer of Lu Mingfei's "3E" exam.

"Thank you, little guy, but... no one can redeem me."

Next to the burning fire, Angers sat on a chair, the light and shadows swaying on his old face, and he raised his glass far away in the direction of Lu Mingfei's departure.
Chapter completed!