Sunlight shines on the table through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked at Nono opposite. She was wearing silver round-rimmed glasses and was reading a book quietly.
The color of her earrings matches well, Lu Mingfei thought.
"Don't worry, I said ten minutes, ten minutes." Fingel's fingers flew on the keyboard, creating a series of afterimages.
"No single person can develop this kind of hand speed in a few years." Lu Mingfei exclaimed.
Uncharacteristically, Fingel did not quarrel with him.
"Senior sister," he felt bored and moved closer to Nono, "What book are you reading?"
"Albert Camus's "The Resistance."" Nono showed him the cover. "It's a collection of essays. I quite like this kind of thoughtful book."
Lu Mingfei took it and flipped through a few pages, "I can't understand..."
"It's weird if you understand." Nono stretched out and rested his head on Lu Mingfei's shoulder very naturally, "Let me lean on you, I'm tired."
"Yeah." Lu Mingfei hugged her and lowered his head to smell the girl's hair.
"Hey, there is human nature but no human nature?" Fengel caught a glimpse of this scene and whistled, "Can you please stop showing affection in front of me, an old dog who has been single for ten years?"
He tapped on the keyboard a few times as if his fingers were dancing, "It's done, I'm going back to the dormitory to sleep. I won't be a light bulb for you two bastards."
"Brother, you haven't taught me how to use it yet!" Lu Mingfei shouted at his back. Anyway, there was no one in the library at this time, so calling him whatever he wanted would not have any effect.
"Just go to the forum and log in to your own account. I've already given you permission." Fingel didn't look back and waved to them with his back turned.
"There shouldn't be anything wrong." Lu Mingfei thought, carefully adjusting his posture to prevent himself from bumping into Nono, and then opened the notebook.
Sure enough, a blank column had been pinned to the top of the forum. Lu Mingfei clicked on it and pondered the title for a long time.
"Lu Mingfei's Kassel Emotional Radio."
He finally chose this name and nodded while looking at the screen. It sounded good and fit what he wanted to do.
Then the next step is to write a column.
Where to start?
Lu Mingfei fell into deep thought again. Although he was in the literature club in high school, he had no talent at all for writing articles.
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Nono woke up, rubbed her eyes, and looked out the window at the slowly setting sun.
"What time is it now? Have I slept for so long?" she asked, but received no response.
Lu Mingfei sat motionless in front of the computer like a statue, frowning and eyes dull.
Nono leaned down to look at his screen and found that except for the title, not a word was written.
"I thought you were very capable." Nono had a hard time holding back her laughter. Finally, she couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing.
Lu Mingfei slowly turned his head and looked at her with resentful eyes, "When will I say I can do it...and this is obviously your idea, senior sister, right?"
"Now the Finnish dog is going to swallow my 2,500 US dollars, what a sin!"
"Why are you panicking?" Nuonuo laughed so hard that she leaned down and whispered in Lu Mingfei's ear, "What theme do you want to write about? Sister, come and help you find ideas."
"It's just a theme of love..." Lu Zhizun lay on the table in despair and hugged his head, discovering that World Supreme is not awesome at everything.
"Then there must be a classification." Nono tossed the book and looked up and down, "For example, why do you like someone, but I don't think it is necessary to say this. You can change the angle.
,For example...what would happen if you were not with that person."
"What do you mean?" Lu Mingfei turned his head and stared at Nono.
"Let's start with regret." She narrowed her eyes, "Actually, love is a very grand theme, not only for current authors, but also for the playwrights of ancient Greece and all the writers in human history.
Even books cannot explain it clearly."
"How can you expect to compete with those great writers? It doesn't matter how good your writing is. It just needs to be able to hit the softness in some people's hearts. It doesn't matter what the writing style is."
"I understand." Lu Mingfei regained his energy and immediately sat up, pointing his fingers towards the keyboard.
Then he stopped again, "I don't feel that way now...I can't write about it..."
"Okay, let me give you a feel." Nuonuo said lazily, suddenly pulling his chair and turning it to face her.
She leaned down, supported the back of the chair with one hand, and put the other hand on his shoulder. She lowered her eyes and looked at Lu Mingfei condescendingly.
"Senior sister...what are you doing?" Lu Mingfei's heart was shaking.
It was so close, Nono's soft face was less than five centimeters away from him, and he could even feel the warmth coming from her face, and her breath mixed with the scent of perfume was breathed into his lungs. p>
"It's difficult to really know why you like someone." Nono thought for a moment, took Lu Mingfei's hand that was hanging on the chair, and held his palm to palm, "Do you understand my heart?" <
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"Understood." Lu Mingfei swallowed and said dryly.
"Let's start by observing the hands." Nono inserted her slender white fingers into the gaps between his fingers, and then shook his hand back and forth as if toying.
"How long are your fingers?" She let go and slid her fingertips upward inch by inch, as if she was really measuring how long his fingers were.
Just as he was about to leave Lu Mingfei's fingertips, he squeezed tightly again.
"About 10 centimeters." Nono blinked. Her eyelashes were thick and her dark red piercings were deep but not bright.
"The temperature of your palms." She slowly clasped the back of her hands, palms touching, "Human body temperature is about 37 degrees, your palms are a little cold."
She held his hand close to her face and asked, "What do the ears look like?"
Nuonuo pressed his finger and gently slid across the ear, touching the entire outline.
Lu Mingfei only felt soft, and the shape of the girl's ears was clearly revealed on his fingertips.
The sunlight outside the window has become a bit dazzling. The bookshelves in the library are more than 3 meters high and are made of Burmese hardwood. They have an iron-like brilliance and color under the bright sunshine. There are 10 cm thick hardcover books on the bookshelves.
The air is filled with the fragrance of wood.
"Have you ever been bitten on your finger?" Nono asked, raising his hand to his lips.
"No." Lu Mingfei said blankly. He only felt that his mind was filled with a lake of slurry. The atmosphere at this moment had a damn, sweet magic that made him unable to extricate himself.
"Feel well."
The girl opened her mouth and bit his thumb very, very gently.
"If you lose me one day, you will have to rely on the strength of my bite to remember me and find me."
"Do you understand?" Nuonuo loosened his fingers and said softly.
The slightly drawn and sharp eyebrows were raised as if in provocation, and the child's eyes reflected the sunlight shining down from above, making them bright and sharp.
"Got it."
Lu Mingfei stroked her lips very gently.
"What if I leave now?" Nuonuo suddenly stood up and moved away from Lu Mingfei. Her long hair, which was turned into burgundy by the light, floated over and blocked the light, so her eyes were hidden in the shadows, as dark as a pond deep.
Spring, nothing can be seen from inside.
"What would you do?"
What should I do? The blood all over his body went cold. He really saw a ghost. Lu Mingfei’s mind went blank. Suddenly, he had an illusion that Nono’s red figure seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.
Meeting this girl must be an inescapable fate, the kind that will last forever in this life.
Lu Mingfei remembered that when he first met this girl, she was looking at him condescendingly against the light like she was now, and her childish eyes were also so deep.
They all have the same mood, silent and very quiet.
Lu Mingfei had to admit that for a long time in his previous life, he had always felt that the existence of this girl had troubled him very much.
But every time he heard her voice, saw her smile, and heard her humming quietly as she walked, all his restlessness disappeared.
If he really left her, he found that he really couldn't imagine the world without her.
He has already understood the length of her fingers, the shape of her ears, and the strength of her bite. Now if he wants to lose all these things, he simply cannot do it.
What kind of world would that be?
The field of vision is a mess of meaningless bluish-purple lines, a bluish-purple patch.
What should I do?
Losing her? I never thought about it.
No matter what, he just hopes that this girl can stay by his side...
"Don't go...don't go..." Lu Mingfei murmured to himself, what else could he say?
"Don't go!" He suddenly enlarged his voice.
"Fool, I won't leave." Nono suddenly took two steps forward, sat on his lap and hugged him.
"Don't go..." Lu Mingfei is still saying.
"Okay." She leaned into the boy's ear and said, "Didn't you say you don't feel it now? I just want you to experience that feeling."
Lu Mingfei sat on the chair for a long time, hugging the girl tightly.
He remembered the old cartoon "She-Ra: The Marvelous Princess" that she had seen before. The heroine in it was a violent woman. As long as she drew her sword and shouted "Give me power", she would immediately transform into a miniskirt and ride a horse.
She is a white horse with long wings, and her seemingly thin arms are so powerful that she can lift even a mountain pressing down on her.
But Nuonuo is not Ciri. She doesn't even have any means to protect herself. If something happens to the little witch, she won't be by her side...
He didn't dare to think about it anymore, he had to ensure that he would protect her at all times.
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"Senior sister, you are out of luck."
Lu Mingfei finally got out of that mood and let out a sigh of relief.
"I didn't know you were so responsive..." Nono leaned into his arms and said reproachfully, but the corners of her mouth were raised slightly, as if she was satisfied with the boy's excitement.
"Do you know how to write it now?" She stood up and combed her long hair with her fingers, "Really, it made my hair a mess."
"I probably know." Lu Mingfei thought for a while and replied.
"I want to write about a story I have read before."
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Chu Zihang stood silently by the mosaic window of the Odin Hall.
He felt a little restless, but he didn't know why.
He walked to the center of the Odin Hall, which Kassel College is proud of, and stood in front of the black velvet curtain under the statue of Odin, looking up at the statue.
Odin, how handsome.
The king of the gods of the Æsir in Norse mythology, in charge of time, prophecy, kingship, wisdom, healing, magic, poetry, war and death.
Wearing an eagle helmet, golden armor, holding the eternal spear Kungunir, and a golden ring of Dropnir on his wrist, he sits on the supreme throne where he can see the nine worlds.
At his feet are two ferocious wolves, Kili and Kulich, who are always ready to protect Odin. On his shoulders are two ravens, Fujin and Wuni, who will fly around the nine worlds and return to report to Odin. p>
When Odin is about to travel, he will wear a cloak and a wide hat, ride the eight-legged horse Repnir across the sky and even enter the underworld.
Chu Zihang often thinks about whether people can fight against gods. He has read "eva" before, and the original author is Hideaki Kauno.
There is no doubt that he is a genius. Many viewers have dug into his heart over and over again seven or eight times, written a post and posted it online. Even his misspelling of a Spanish word has caused controversy in the forum.
In fact, Chu Zihang didn't like this anime that much. He was only interested in one thing, the main line of this work - people taking up weapons to fight against gods.
Apostles are angels in the Bible, they transform into huge alien attacks
Humanity's fragile cities, their power is unmatched, and human weapons are completely unable to harm them.
Therefore, the only tactic that humans can adopt is to steal the power of God, imitate the apostles through biological means, and turn the war into a battle between the apostles and the great power of the apostles.
Human beings use emotions as weapons to fight against angels. This is the most fragile weapon, but it is also extremely powerful.
Is there in human blood a bravery beyond divinity?
Yes, just like that rainy night many years ago when the man jumped towards the throne with a knife.
Chu Zihang could only believe it. Apart from believing in it, he really didn’t know what else he could believe in.
"Senior brother? Are you still here?" someone behind him said.
Chu Zihang turned his head in surprise, and Xia Mi stood behind him handsomely. The girl stuck out her tongue, and immediately laughed so hard that everyone was in love with her.
"Why are you here?" he asked.
"Of course I'm here!" Xia Mi said, shaking his head, "Someone saw you entering the Odin Hall at noon, and then you didn't come out for several hours."
"It's already afternoon now. If I don't come to see my senior brother, will you forget to have a good meal again?"
"Sorry." Chu Zihang apologized silently.
"What's there to apologize for?" Xia Mi stretched out her hand, pulled his sleeve and walked outside, "Just go to the cafeteria with me."
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"By the way, senior brother, senior brother Lu opened some kind of "Lu Mingfei's Kassel Emotional Radio" today, and also posted a post in it, did you see it?" Xia Mi asked casually on the way. p>
She walked beside Chu Zihang with brisk steps.
"No." Chu Zihang shook his head, and then asked, "What's wrong?"
"I think that story touched me quite a bit."
"What story did he write?"
"Brother, you'd better go and see for yourself." Xia Mi curled his lips, "You can't understand this kind of thing if others tell you about it, and you won't be able to understand your own feelings."