Lu Mingfei, why are you slaying dragons if you're not involved!

Chapter 115: A good horse never turns back

[Warning, it's time for the [basketball practice] plan...]

Time, at first glance, is like the countless willow catkins drifting in the late spring sky—so many that they can be tiresome. But when you actually reach out to grasp even a fraction of it, it vanishes in an instant.

When I suddenly realized it and looked back, it had already drifted away silently.

"call……"

Forced out of his "flow" state by the warning of the next plan, Lu Mingfei let out a long sigh of relief. Only then did he realize that half of his day, which had begun at four in the morning, was already over.

"Others might be active for sixteen or seventeen hours a day at most, but I'm active for twenty hours!"

He packed his things, muttering to himself, "This time shouldn't be extended any further, right? I'm still a human being, I need to sleep. Sleeping only four hours a day is already outrageous..."

Zero has very little to pack and is currently slowly flipping through a Russian book.

Lu Mingfei knew she could have gotten up and left long ago; she was just waiting for an instruction, like a pre-programmed sequence. When the instruction didn't arrive, she remained stuck in the cycle of "waiting."

“I’m leaving,” he said to Zero.

"it is good."

Ling turned to look at him, her eyes deep and calm. Then she slowly closed the book, put it in her bag, and prepared to go home.

After Lu Mingfei finished inputting the program instructions, he looked at Liu Miaomiao at the front desk.

"See you later?"

Given the ambiguity of his words and the potential for misunderstanding if overheard by others, he leaned halfway over Liu Miaomiao's ear and whispered them.

Just those three simple words left Liu Miaomiao's mind blank after pondering all day about how to "make a difference." The warm breath felt like molten lava; even a light touch made her blush.

“Okay, okay…” she said.

"Then I'll go first!"

Lu Mingfei was satisfied. It seemed the little piano beauty was still as easily amused as before—no change! She probably drew the curtains early last night because she'd been working too hard these past few days, so she was getting some rest…

He thought to himself as he walked toward the classroom door.

Just then, a figure stood up from his seat and headed towards the door.

The classroom at the end of the school day was like a chaotic symphony called "Noise," but now the symphony has suddenly become half a beat weaker.

Everyone's eyes, whether they were chatting or doing serious business, were "inadvertently" drawn to the doorway.

That's Chen Wenwen... She was absent-minded all morning. She seemed to have returned to normal after her lunch break, but everyone knows that's impossible!

According to the most upvoted comment on the campus forum—

"It's enough to make someone furious if they're just one number away from winning the lottery, let alone when Chen Wenwen's lottery ticket had numbers that matched perfectly, and then she held onto it for two and a half years, only to casually give it away right before claiming the prize? How could anyone tolerate that! If it were me, I'd be nagging about it for the rest of my life!"

After putting themselves in that shoes, everyone realized it was indeed unbearable. They wouldn't just dwell on it their whole lives; they'd practically want to snatch the lottery ticket back!

Therefore, they deduced that Chen Wenwen would definitely take action, but they didn't know whether it would be open or covert... This did not diminish their anticipation.

When it comes to gossiping, the main theme is "I want to see rivers of blood!"
Almost at the same time, Liu Miaomiao, who was still shy, subtly arched her back, like a cat going into alert mode.

She glanced sideways, her gaze, which held a watchful intent, falling on Chen Wenwen as she hesitated whether to make a move prematurely.

If Chen Wenwen makes a move in advance, she will have a way out. She can say, "I just want to go home too." But wouldn't that make her seem "guilty" and afraid that she will snatch Lu Mingfei back?
But if we don't do it in advance, what if Lu Ming isn't really him...?

After a brief period of hesitation, she chose to wait and see.

There's no way to stop her. These are all classmates she sees every day; if Chen Wenwen wants to, opportunities are plentiful, everywhere she goes!

The key lies in Lu Mingfei's own attitude; as long as he wants to... no one can stop him.

"I believe you, Lu Mingfei."

Liu Miaomiao thought to herself, "Even a good horse doesn't turn back to eat the grass it already grazed. Don't let me down..."

And so, amidst everyone's expectant gazes... Lu Mingfei and Chen Wenwen stopped at the classroom door.

"what?"

Lu Mingfei snapped out of his reverie, still pondering how to express the imagery and insights. He became so engrossed in the thought that he stopped when he caught a glimpse of someone he was about to bump into.

He looked at the person who had come.

"Are you going home too?" he asked casually.

"Ah."

Chen Wenwen responded, her fingers unconsciously brushing a stray strand of hair from her forehead and tucking it behind her ear, the movement carrying a hint of barely perceptible stiffness.

The afternoon sun surged into the doorway, like molten gold, enveloping the two of them.

For a moment, Chen Wenwen felt as if she were back in that empty classroom after school, when she asked Lu Mingfei, who was erasing the blackboard, if he wanted to join the literary club. It was something she had said casually out of pity for Lu Mingfei, but a surprising joy flashed in the boy's eyes… like a dejected monkey finally receiving a sliver of kindness, which he clung to as a lifeline. From then on, he followed her everywhere.

Chen Wenwen thought she had long forgotten this scene. But now, the image, carrying the dust of bygone days, crashed into her mind.

[Warning, electric shock countdown, three...]

"Um, if you don't mind... I'll go first?"

Lu Mingfei's expression changed slightly. He thought to himself, "Girl, are you trying to cosplay as a goalkeeper? What's with standing there like that and not moving?"

Chen Wenwen looked up, somewhat dazed.

Should we go first?

She had never heard such words from Lu Mingfei before. For the past two and a half years, this young man had always reluctantly left when she had something to do, but now he was already saying goodbye in a hurry.

What met her eyes was a face so beautiful it was breathtaking. A strange yet familiar face; Chen Wenwen suddenly realized that the only thing she truly recognized was Lu Mingfei's eyes. She gazed at them, subconsciously trying to find a trace of the joy she remembered from years past.

But she couldn't find it anywhere.

The boy's gaze was fixed on her without any attempt to look away.

All that remains is acceptance.

【two……】

"it is good."

Chen Wenwen suddenly smiled and took a step back.

The sunlight was neatly cut off by the shadow of the door frame, and where light and shadow met, it looked as if a thin blade was slashing down from the sky.

That knife was formless and intangible, silent and still, yet it carried an overwhelming and unstoppable resolve, forcefully cleaving the most chaotic, ambiguous, and elusive time in the world!

In an instant, the past and the present were completely severed by this invisible blade. The suffocating and heavy past sank into the darkness on the left, while the scorching and distant present hung in the light on the right.

A mere hair's breadth separates them, creating an insurmountable chasm that can never be reconnected.

Chen Wenwen stood in the shadows, watching Lu Mingfei continue walking in the light without a backward glance. At that moment, she finally realized... her deliberate avoidance these past few days was actually because she herself hadn't been able to step out of that situation.

"Bye-Bye?"

Lu Mingfei took two steps, his eyes filled with a hint of doubt, but there was none of the impatience he used to feel when he sensed something was wrong with her.

"Bye-Bye."

Chen Wenwen nodded.

Some things are only remedied after they happen, and some people are only remembered to be kept after they are lost... But he has gone so far away that all she can do is offer her blessings.

Have a safe trip.

She spoke to the figure that disappeared around the corner of the corridor in a voice only she could hear.

Then, she took a step forward.

The cold shadows were left behind, and the weight of the sunlight fell back on my shoulders, carrying a scorching temperature.

The heavy past rapidly vaporized and dissipated in the light. A sense of almost exhaustion-like ease slowly permeated every part of my body.

……

"Huh, huh..."

Lu Mingfei, panting, ran quickly toward the Qingning Basketball Hall.

He wasn't tired at all; he was full of energy. The problem was that his schedule wouldn't allow him to relax—his physical fitness had certainly improved, but that also meant less time was allocated to his schedule!

Everything is just right.

"If this continues, and my physical abilities can improve further... wouldn't the time allotted for this be reduced even more?"

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

"Don't give me some kind of two-minute 1000-meter dash. If someone films it and posts it online, it'll be a huge mess! They might even strongly demand that I participate in the Olympics... By the way, is it against the rules for mixed-race people to participate in the Olympics?"

Lost in thought, the Lime Basketball Court soon came into view.

He stepped inside, following the familiar path to the door of the indoor basketball court, and just as he was about to push the door open, he suddenly stopped.

wrong.

Why are there two basketball sounds?

(End of this chapter)