"Boss, can you understand what I mean?"

The clock on the wall ticked by, and there was only the sound of the second hand turning in the air.

"I understand, but I'm still very resistant in my heart." Caesar was silent for a while and said.

"Yes, I understand." Lu Mingfei patted him on the shoulder, "Just think about it for yourself."

"By the way." Caesar suddenly asked, "Did the author of the book say anything at the end?"

"Yes." Lu Mingfei nodded, "He asked senior brother the same question."

"Brother finally asked me, am I Caesar?"

"The author said yes, although you have not met the girl's husband, it is not difficult for you to imagine that he is probably an ordinary hard-working Chinese American who likes to watch baseball games and drink Budweiser beer."

"But he was planning to marry his girlfriend when he was 22 years old, and then go to the United States to live a good life. He applied for a green card step by step and even changed his nationality. He worked hard to please his boss and asked for his recommendation. He found a good job in the United States earlier than you did.

Qiutian asked her, his wife baked almond biscuits on weekends, and he would take them and give them to all the neighbors to please them."

"And what about you? At that time, you were charging forward at the banquet, you were cool and dashing, and you were full of jokes. Everyone liked you."

"The banquet is your Gaul. You have captured it and you have been honored. Think about what you have now. Are you willing to exchange it with that man who drinks Budweiser and watches a baseball game?"

"At this time, senior brother, who was slightly squinting due to drinking, showed the cunningness of the southerners in his hazy eyes. He said that he would definitely not want to."

"Yes, so you will never get that girl." Lu Mingfei said it in the author's tone.

"I don't quite understand his mood." Caesar frowned his eyebrows, "But I understand the general meaning. He has become famous and is enjoying it."

"Yes," Lu Mingfei said softly, "Boss, I think you are just like Gaius Julius Caesar in history."

"You are a truly lion-like young man, a majestic lion with golden mane, walking on the vast grassland, hoping that all justice will be served in the realm of your rule. So proud, you were born to conquer the world, no matter how proud you are, you are born to conquer the world.

You should stick to a certain period of the past and chew on the sourness of it over and over again."

"Let me think about it again," Caesar said, walking out the door.

"But thank you for today, Lu Mingfei." He turned around and said.

"Bye bye! Boss, remember to come over and play more often when you have time." Lu Mingfei waved his hand and said to himself that it was not easy to persuade the child with secondary school syndrome to go away.

The person I wanted to wait for never came.

He sighed, slumped down on the computer chair, and was about to play two games of StarCraft before going to bed.

The mobile phone on the table suddenly buzzed several times. Lu Mingfei regained his energy instantly, jumped up from the computer chair, and rushed to the table to grab the mobile phone ecstatically.

"Lu Mingfei, do you have time to come to the library tomorrow morning? I want to ask you something."

The sender column shows "Chu Zihang".

"I know you, senior brother, are too shameless to come to the dormitory and ask me..." Lu Mingfei was extremely proud, humming a tune happily and pressing the square key of the n95 to type text messages.

"Okay." The text message is sent.

"Then let's do it at ten in the morning." Chu Zihang replied in seconds.

"It's alright, senior brother, see you there or see you."

……

……

Lu Mingfei was playing the game on his mobile phone to pass the time, then raised his head and glanced at Chu Zihang opposite.

He is reading a book, but he doesn’t know if he is really reading it.

The two sat opposite each other and had been silent for a long time.

"Brother, what's going on?" Lu Mingfei said a little boredly, "Are you really just asking me to go to the library to read a book?"

"Okay." Chu Zihang closed the book and went straight to the point as always, "Tell me about the follow-up to your story."

So Lu Mingfei told him about the follow-up...

"How is it?" Lu Mingfei blinked, "What do you think?"

"An indescribable feeling." Chu Zihang lowered his head, and his bangs fell down to cover his eyes.

"I just think you are too stubborn sometimes, senior brother."

"Well, I am very stubborn."

"Then let me ask you, if you were the senior brother in the story, what would you choose?"

"..." Chu Zihang was stunned, "I don't know."

"Alas." Lu Mingfei sighed, "I knew you would say you didn't know."

"Because senior brother, you never know what the meaning of your life is."

"I have meaning," Chu Zihang suddenly raised his head, and the golden child suddenly lit up, "and it's a very important one."

"Well, let me ask you, after you have completed the meaning of life, what are you going to do?"

"I remember I told you last time."

"Huh? Senior brother, are you serious?" Lu Mingfei seemed to have heard something unbelievable and stared at Chu Zihang with wide eyes, "Join the execution department? Search for traces of dragons all over the world? Until you have an accident one day.

Did you die on the mission?"

"Yeah."

"Don't you make some good assumptions about the future?"

"What can I do?"

"I have thought back countless times on that highway in the storm, and the moment my father lunged at Odin with his sword."

"I myself drove the Maybach and ran away. I was so scared that I almost cried." He became more and more excited.

"I really hated my cowardly face at that moment. If I was given another chance to choose, I would pull out the long knife on the other side of the car door and rush back, and join that man, even if I die in battle."

"It should be an honor for a boy to have the opportunity to die in battle with his father."

"But no one can change the past." Chu Zihang calmed down and whispered.

Lu Mingfei listened silently.

"Okay." Lu Mingfei snapped his fingers, "Brother, let's make a deal."

"What deal?"

"I helped you kill Odin, but the price is everything you have now."

"Will you choose to agree?"

"..." Chu Zihang remained silent.

"It's easy to handle!" Lu Mingfei slapped the table, "It's very simple. As long as you give the order, senior brother, I will go and twist off Odin's bitch's head and bring it to you."
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"But the question is, do you really like this result?" Lu Mingfei stared into his eyes, "Even if the cost is...everything."

"I don't know."

"How can I know or not?" Lu Mingfei pulled back, opened a bag of potato chips on the table and ate, "Actually, you already have the answer in your mind, don't you?"

"Maybe."

"Brother, have you figured out the key to the problem?" Lu Mingfei stretched out his greasy finger and tapped Chu Zihang's chest from the air, "The key is, what do you want here?"

Chu Zihang looked down at the place where Lu Mingfei pointed, and there was a heart beating there.

"I believe you were really bent on revenge before." He put a potato chip into his mouth and Katcha bit it into pieces, "but now you can't be absolutely sure."

"..." Chu Zihang said in a frustrated tone, "You're right."

"Then what are you still hesitating about?"

"If someone cares about you so much, don't let her not see the response, otherwise the girl will be sad."

"But my body..." Chu Zihang clenched his fists tightly.

"That's not important. Have you ever heard of a saying?" Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows, "There must be a road for a car to reach the mountain, and for a boat to reach the bridge."

"Hmm..."

"Brother, do you still remember what I told you about my ideals at the lake that day?" Lu Mingfei said suddenly, "I only talked about the first stage at that time. Do you want to hear about my second stage ideals?"

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"Okay." Chu Zihang nodded.

"I used to

I'm looking forward to marrying a girl who has long, jet-black hair, can wear an orange sundress, can ride a horse, plays the piano well, and always makes fragrant Mandheling coffee for me during afternoon tea time."<

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"I work hard for this goal - for example, reading a new book every day, thinking that I can share this book with her in the future; practicing calligraphy, thinking about using this beautiful handwriting to write a love letter to her in the future
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