Chapter 633 Funeral

Originally, Lu Mingfei just wanted to catch up on a quick nap, and then get up at noon to go to the restaurant for lunch, but he never expected that the time would pass quietly into the evening between his eyes.

Looking at the darkening sky outside the window and the time of 22:24 displayed on his phone, Lu Mingfei's face looked a little dark.

When Masashi Toyama gave him psychological counseling before, he diagnosed him with depression and told him to take a good rest and adjust his mood, but he never believed it.

...Depression?

How could he, a legendary being, who was a well-known figure wherever he was placed, suffer from depression?

...Or, where did he get the reason to suffer from depression?

But now, he found that he seemed to have to believe it.

...So what did he sleep for?

I slept all night yesterday, and slept all day today. If I continue like this, I won't really shoot myself like the last S-level student of the previous generation, right?

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei shuddered inexplicably.

"No, I can't go on like this..."

He patted his cheeks with both hands and rolled off the bed, then went directly to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water.

...I've decided to go to Fingal to drink, and have a thorough revelry and not come back until I'm drunk.

Although Eva is strict, and Fingal has a tendency to develop in the direction of being henpecked, his psychological problems are the top priority in Kassel College at the moment. I want to use this as an excuse to get Fingal out easily.

...Maybe the other party will thank me! !

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei suddenly became complacent. After packing himself up as quickly as possible, he put on his shorts and slippers and opened his door directly.

Then, looking at the figure standing in front of his door, he suddenly froze there.

...The person standing outside his door at this moment was Lu Mingze.

But unlike the small dress he usually wore before, he was now wearing a black suit with a solemn white tie, looking dignified and reserved like an adult.

——The person he had been looking for for half a month appeared in front of him in such a strange outfit.

Lu Mingfei recognized the other party's outfit, which was usually used for attending funerals. He came to him in such an outfit late at night... He seriously suspected that the other party was doing it on purpose.

"What are you doing? You didn't show up when I summoned you before, but now you appear in front of me in such an unlucky outfit without summoning you. What are you trying to do?"

Lu Mingfei subconsciously took a few steps back and put on an x-shaped standard defensive posture in front of him, with a vigilant look on his face.

"Give up, don't think about it, I will never commit suicide, and don't even think about coming to my funeral. I don't have depression or anything like that!!"

"Brother, the time has come, I'm here to invite you to the funeral."

Without any reaction to his words, Lu Mingze smiled as he looked up at him.

"I was a little worried about you, but I feel relieved to see you still so energetic."

"...Funeral?"

Subconsciously putting his hand down, Lu Mingfei looked confused.

For some reason, he felt that what the other party said seemed to be right, and he was indeed going to attend such a funeral. For this funeral, the other party had prepared for half a month.

But...whose funeral was he going to attend?

Just when Lu Mingfei was confused, Lu Mingze suddenly took a step back and clapped his hands gently.

The next moment, Masashi Toyama came out from behind him like a ghost. It was obvious that Masashi Toyama was worried about his condition, so he came to Norton Hall to see him, but he was temporarily requisitioned by Lu Wuze.

Soon, with the help of Masashi Toyama, he changed into the same black suit as Lu Mingze, and also tied a plain white tie. At the end, Lu Mingze walked up and pinned a black rose on his collar.

"You have to give flowers when the time comes, so be prepared in advance."

-Lu Mingze told him this sentence.

... Give flowers? To whom? Did someone sacrifice?

Staring blankly at the black rose on his chest, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt unusually confused. He wanted to ask something, but for some reason he couldn't speak.

At this time, he felt a strange calmness in his heart.

Very quietly, he and Lu Mingze walked out of Norton Hall together.

The campus was full of candles under the night sky. They walked along the candlelit path to the church, and Lu Mingze held his hand all the way.

The church was also full of candles, the candlelight was like a mountain and a sea, the organ played low mass music, and the white hexagonal coffin was placed on the altar in the center.

Next to the altar, boys and girls wearing the same style as them were surrounding there with their heads lowered and their eyes closed as if they were mourning. Lu Mingfei couldn't see their faces clearly, but he could feel that they looked sad.

He wanted to squeeze into the crowd to see who was lying in the coffin, and why Lu Mingze had to go to such great lengths to make such a big scene, but he couldn't squeeze into the crowd at all, so he could only peek in from the outside.

Because of the delay in changing clothes, they came a little late. At this time, the priest was reading the eulogy with a solemn face.

"Today we gather together to mourn this girl who is tens of thousands of years old. She left us, like all things that pass quietly, but we will never forget her. Your birth and your existence are just to pass on the poem of hope, forever. This tear is dedicated to you. This is a new love language. We will thank you for giving me dreams and happiness..."

...What the hell? A girl who is tens of thousands of years old? Which ancient tomb did this old witch jump out of? Do you know such a girl?

Turning his head, Lu Mingfei looked at Lu Mingze beside him in a daze, trying to get an answer from him, but the little devil lowered his brows like everyone else and put on a mourning look. At this moment in this funeral, it seems that only he is absolutely different.

...Bullshit! ! Who will the devil mourn! ?

With the character of the little devil next to him, he will only cheer for the fall of every soul, right? What on earth are you doing pretending to be here?!

Lu Mingfei wanted to expose the other party's disguise, but for some reason, perhaps influenced by the environment, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness.

...Unexplained sadness.