Chapter 4: Darkness of the Rainfall (4)
"Lu...Lu Mingze?" Lu Mingfei stuttered, "Why did you show up?"

"That's so sad, brother."

Lu Mingze pulled his hand back from the car window, turned back, and deliberately made a sad expression on his face:

"I came to see you specially, but you didn't seem to welcome me."

"Bullshit, why didn't you show up when I was a senior at Advanced Training Middle School and was almost killed by Ayanokouji, Kiyotaka, Sakayanagi, and Arisu?"

Although Lu Mingfei said so, when he saw Lu Mingze appear, his heart actually started beating violently. This was the first time he had seen Lu Mingze in three years.

"But didn't you solve those difficulties yourself?"

Lu Mingze said softly,
"Brother, you haven't realized yet that you are no longer the bad kid you were a long time ago. Although time has gone backwards, your experiences are real to you.

You have killed three dragons with your own hands and fought with tens of thousands of Neon gangsters on the streets of Neon.

Your courage and wisdom have greatly increased, far exceeding that of ordinary people, and the physical fitness classes at Kassel College have indeed improved your physical fitness.

Didn't you notice that you rejected Liu Miaomiao without hesitation just now? If it were you in the past, you would definitely not be able to do this."

Lu Mingze said this, exhaling lightly, his beautiful golden eyes met Lu Mingfei's gaze in the air, and he continued with a sigh and relieved tone:

"Brother, you have grown up too."

"Pfft, pfft, please stop talking like an old father, okay?"

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but complain, but then he stopped talking.

The two of them stared at each other in silence for several minutes before Lu Mingfei continued to ask, "So, you also have those memories from before I traveled back in time?"

"Of course, brother, wherever you are, I will be there."

"Then do you know what is going on?" Lu Mingfei asked.

In his eyes, the little devil Lu Mingze should be omniscient and omnipotent about such supernatural things.
"I remember we had a fight to the death with Herzog in the sky above Tokyo Bay. Why did I become a high school student in Japan after waking up... and became classmates with those light novel characters. And why didn't I see you in Japan?"

"Remember the Nibelung I told you about?"

"remember."

"The world is actually one giant Nibelung."

Lu Mingze retracted his gaze, and his bright golden eyes looked back at the dark, rainy night sky.

"Every Nibelung has its own alchemical rules. Even I cannot violate them. I can only respect the rules and follow the trend.

There are no dragons, no hybrids, and no me in that world, so I cannot appear. I can only sleep somewhere in your heart until you return to this world again, and then I will wake up from my long sleep. "

Lu Mingfei was silent for more than ten seconds, then asked, "Then does the world I traveled to before really exist? Or is it just a dream?"

Lu Mingze suddenly smiled and looked at Lu Mingfei through the rearview mirror: "What do you think, brother?" he asked, "There is more than one Nibelung in the world."

At this time, there was a loud thunder in the sky, and the cold blue light seemed to tear a huge crack in the sky. The light stayed in the sky for a few seconds and then gradually disappeared, but the thunder was not heard for a long time.

Lu Mingfei looked at the night sky that had returned to silence and suddenly realized something was wrong.

Why did lightning flash in the sky during Lu Mingze's pause?

"'He' has discovered me." Lu Mingze said, "My control is slowly disappearing. I can't stay here for long."

"Who is 'he'?" Lu Mingfei had an ominous feeling.

"Brother, take a guess."

Lu Mingze said,

"Don't you think the viaduct is a bit too empty? The traffic jam is so serious, how could he be the only one who thought of taking a detour through the viaduct? You've experienced the quiet and cold feeling here before."

"You mean... we are in the Nibelungen now?"

Lu Mingfei felt a chill circling from the soles of his feet all the way up to the top of his head. He wanted to stand up excitedly, but his head hit the roof of the Maybach with a "bang". But how could he care about the pain on his head at this moment?
He stared at the little devil intently, hoping to get a negative answer from him, but Lu Mingze just nodded, confirming his answer: "Yes."

"Why?" Lu Mingfei wanted to ask why they drove into Nibelungen for no apparent reason. "Every car has already decided its destination when it sets sail. The destination of this Maybach is on the viaduct on a rainy night.

This happened before you returned, brother. Their lives are already bound to the master of this Nibelung, and even I am powerless to change that."

"Even exchanging lives is not possible?"

"Trading your life for a man you've only known for less than an hour?"

Lu Mingze chuckled, "You've changed, brother. You were unwilling to sacrifice a quarter of your life for Eri."

Lu Mingze's words were like an eternal thorn, piercing into a place near Lu Mingfei's heart.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt inexplicably angry, clenched his fists, and suddenly raised his voice: "Don't talk nonsense, I just want to ask you, can exchanging lives change fate?"

"But I don't want to trade with you, brother, and you don't really want to trade."

Lu Mingze turned around, knelt on the driver's seat, held the back of the seat, looked at Lu Mingfei through the headrest, and shook his head, "You are not desperate enough now."

"Whether we want to exchange or not, why are you still talking so much nonsense? Then what on earth are you doing here all of a sudden?"

"I just came to inform you, brother, that you will not die here, so don't worry too much."

"Who will die then?"

Lu Mingze suddenly stopped talking, sat upright in his seat again, reached his hand out of the window again to touch the raindrops that were gradually falling, and shook his head gently.

Although it was very slow, Lu Mingfei still saw that the rain lines were falling and trembling at a speed barely visible to the naked eye.

Lu Mingze's expression was so solemn, extremely devoted, and yet so sad that Lu Mingfei had an illusion that the thin lines his fingertips passed through were not raindrops, but real strings of music.

No, this was not an illusion, Lu Mingze was really playing a piece of music! Because he could already hear the music composed of the vibrations of the raindrops.

It's Chopin's "Funeral March"!
Lu Mingfei suddenly understood why Lu Mingze appeared in a Gothic black mourning dress.

Because he really came to attend the funeral!

Suddenly, a loud thunder came slowly and angrily. It was the sound of the lightning that had just flashed, and it came only now.

Lu Mingze suddenly withdrew his hand from the car window, causing the heavy "Funeral March" to suddenly break at a certain chapter.

Lu Mingze showed a look of pity on his face.

"The rain is falling faster and faster. I can't finish this song. I have to go."

As he spoke, he turned his head and gently waved to Lu Mingfei, "Brother, see you next time."

It was as if someone pressed the play button of a tape recorder. The moment Lu Mingze's figure disappeared from the passenger seat, everything around him began to flow again.

The music flowing in the Maybach was no longer "Funeral March", but "Daily Growing" that the man played at the beginning.

The man drove leisurely, and Chu Zihang looked out the window with his arm raised expressionlessly. Everything was normal.

It seemed as if Lu Mingze had never come and never left.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a sense of luck, maybe what Lu Mingze said just now was just his misjudgment.

The Maybach was driving straight on the viaduct on a rainy night and never took a detour. How could it drive into the Nibelungen for no reason?
But suddenly, in a moment, Lu Mingfei observed a sudden change on the man's face from the rearview mirror.

Originally, the man's expression was as nonchalant and uninhibited as Finkel's, but in an instant, the muscles on the man's face tensed up, the veins at the corners of his eyes throbbed like little snakes, and his whole body tightened as if red-hot iron was quenched in ice water.

Chu Zihang also observed the man's changes in the rearview mirror. In his memory, the man had never had such an expression.

Just like a wounded lion encountering a ferocious enemy it had never encountered before, great fear was revealed in his suddenly tightened pupils.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

There was a sudden knock on the car door.

(End of this chapter)