When the scalpel fell, Lu Mingfei heard Lu Mingze laughing.
For four years, the little devil always showed up on time and gave him a quarter of his life in exchange for a fateful change. Lu Mingfei thought it was a deal, but it wasn't until the moment the blade pierced his heart that he realized - in every deal, Lu Mingze never just endured pain for him.
"Brother, remember - I am not a devil. I am you. The you you want to be but don't dare to be."
When he woke up from the dream, Lu Mingfei touched his heart. His heart was still beating, but he couldn't hear it. It was noisy in the ward, but he felt like the whole world was muted.
Lu Lincheng said that the operation was successful and the demon had been removed. But Lu Mingfei knew that what was cut off was not the devil, but a part of himself.
Under the eternal night of Siberia, deep in the ice sea, the bones of the Black King have been waiting for thousands of years. The doomsday sect declares that the end of human evolution is the dragon, the secret party fleet is approaching the city, Chu Zihang's body is disintegrating, Abbas remembers the sins of ten thousand years ago on the edge of forgetfulness, Zero whispers "My name is Renata" in the snow...
And Lu Mingze, the young man who always wore a white school uniform, stood on top of the throne in the middle of the ice sea and stretched out his hand to him:
"Brother, one last deal. Are you willing?"
This time, Lu Mingfei didn't hold it.
"I'm a loser, I'm a loser, I'm a wanted criminal. But I'm Lu Mingfei. I haven't done many right things in my life -"
"I want to try my hand at doing things as a human being."
960,000 Conversations, four years of silent guarding, a life that never had a price tag.
This time, no deal, just brothers.
