Five years old Lu Mingfei

Chapter 9 . The night sky of fate

"One dollar, just one dollar..." The tall and burly young man looked at Lu Mingfei longingly. His dark green plaid shirt and dragging pants were dirty and had not been washed or changed for an unknown amount of time.

Lu Mingfei quickly waved his hand and covered his pocket: "No money, I'm very poor."

He was no longer able to save himself, and only had twenty dollars left in total. Whether he could go to the academy or not was uncertain.

"Chinese?" The other party noticed Lu Mingfei's nationality and immediately changed into fluent Chinese: "Master, please give me some money to buy a Coke. I'm really not a beggar. I accidentally lost my wallet when I went out."

Lu Mingfei sneered: "You lost your wallet and drank Coke. Did you drink too much Coke? Such a nonsense excuse, and you say you are not a beggar!"

"Fingel von Frins, you are really not a beggar, you are really a college student." The young man grimaced, and in order to prove his identity, he took out a dictionary-like textbook from the satchel on his back.

The title of the book, which looked to be quite old, was written in English mixed with Latin. Lu Mingfei seemed to have seen this kind of writing somewhere.

With a thought in his mind, he recalled that the document sent to him by Kassel College had similar writing.

So he said to the code: "1000 express trains?"

Fingel's eyes lit up, and he held Lu Mingfei's hand enthusiastically: "It's true that a flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. It's not like one family doesn't want to enter."

He took out the ticket in his pocket, which was the same as Lu Mingfei's. The black ticket had a pattern of a giant tree with lush branches painted in silver.

Fingel is not sorry for his size, he has a lot of strength.

Lu Mingfei had to use some force to break away from his hand: "I am a new student, Lu Mingfei."

He sighed. Since he was on the road, it couldn't be justified not to help.

Fingel snorted Coke and lay back on the bench as comfortably as a sponge filled with water.

Lu Mingfei ordered a set meal and gave him Coke. He didn't drink Coke himself and only liked Lei Bi.

"Brother, I did see the right person. There are so many people around, and I can tell at a glance that you are loyal." Fingel gave him a thumbs up.

It would really put some money on his face, Lu Mingfei thought to himself. He took a bite of the sandwich and changed the topic: "By the way, senior brother, what grade are you in?"

"Eighth grade." Fingel smiled.

"Eighth grade?!" Lu Mingfei was shocked. No one said this was an eight-year university.

"Oh, it's actually the fourth grade, but I repeated the grade." Fingel shrugged.

"Then you stayed four times in a row?" Lu Mingfei's eyes were strange.

Fingel nodded, as if he was talking about something sad, and sighed sadly.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but put himself in his shoes. He was not very confident in his learning ability. He had taken a back door to begin with. Could it be possible that he would follow in Fingel's footsteps?
It would be better to leave this matter to be discussed later, and he consulted Fingel about other matters.

Fingel is worthy of being a veteran who has been here for eight years. From trains to classes, he talks clearly and clearly.

From what he said, it seemed that the two of them were of too low a class, so there was no train to pick them up.

Fingel didn't care, and Lu Mingfei didn't think anything of it. He was used to being a scumbag, and the two of them waited until nightfall.

It was getting colder in the waiting hall. Lu Mingfei was wrapped in a blanket, his mind became drowsy unconsciously, and he could vaguely hear the sound of bells in the distance.

He was confused, as if he was watching the world with cold eyes, silently watching those unknown people running on the wasteland holding torches.

He suddenly woke up from his dream, but the bizarre scene lingered in his mind. It was so real that he doubted that he had witnessed it with his own eyes. The bell was still lingering, and he finally realized that it shouldn't be there, that something was wrong around him.

Lu Mingfei stood up, only to find that Fingel had disappeared at some point. Sitting next to him was a little girl wearing a Gothic Lolita skirt.

She sat dignifiedly, leaning her back lightly on the bench, folding her hands and placing them on the long skirt between her legs together, as elegant as a noble princess.

The girl's eyebrows are young, and she only looks like she is thirteen or fourteen years old, but her facial features are delicate, like a doll. The moonlight pours on her little face like silver, and the waist-length hair is as black as ink.

Lu Mingfei originally wanted to make a guest appearance as a perverted lolicon who molests little lolita.

However, her expression was silent and gloomy. Lu Mingfei didn't know why such an older child showed such silence and sadness as "I have lived for thousands of years" on her face.

He just sat next to her and watched the moonlight with her.

"Brother, do you want me to help you regain your lost heart?" the girl said softly.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment: "What did you call me?"

"Brother." She looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes.

A burst of joy suddenly appeared in Lu Mingfei's heart, and he said happily: "Scream again."

"Brother." The girl tilted her head, not knowing why.

"Alas." Lu Mingfei almost burst into tears. Is this my sister? That fat little Lu Mingze is nasty and disgusting. It's like heaven and earth.

The girl suddenly had no expression on her face: "Brother, are you a sister-in-law?"

Lu Mingfei thought for a second and affirmed: "I can be."

The girl smiled again: "But you can't be a girl control now."

The corners of Lu Mingfei's grinned mouth were tightly closed, and his face was as dark as a cloud.

"That's my choice," he said.

The girl shook her head and still smiled: "It's okay, I can wait and tell my brother a secret..."

She raised her little face and leaned into Lu Mingfei's ear: "Actually... I am the brother-controller."

Lu Mingfei took a step back in shock. He was joking.

Fingel's scream woke up Lu Mingfei.

He was still there, not even lifting the blanket.

"Is this a dream?" Lu Mingfei frowned.

It doesn't look like it at all.

Fingel squatted beside him holding his head, complaining: "Don't jump high in your dream, you were like a frightened flea just now!"

Lu Mingfei apologized without sincerity while thinking.

The sound of bells and train whistles came from a distance, and Fingel ignored his responsibility and shouted: "Put your luggage on, the train is coming!"

(End of this chapter)