《龙族英文版Dragon Raja》PerseusandAndromeda

2、卡塞尔之门（1）

　　Scene one: The Gate of Cassell
　　There are several times during whole lifespan that people assume them knocking the heaven’s door, Lu Mingfei had waited for eighteen years, at that period he was falling to the bottom, the gates opening.
　　The forward angle kept his gazes around, the glimpse was like the blade.
　　Lu Mingfei clicked the “GG”(it meant good games, praising the opponent in the video games, it also meant give up) , left the game.
　　In the final scene of the screen, twelve cruises were shooting focus with the cannons, turned his hive to a drop of bloody water.
　　He failed the sixth rounds today, failing utterly. The last round he resisted for twenty-two minutes and twenty-three seconds, he failed finally. The subtle operation of the opponent was gorgeous, moreover, he dominant the human, the machine gun of human was difficult to deal with, the speed of shooting was nearly zero, sheathed the machine gun and shot, unsheathed it and running,. The Larves of Lu couldn’t catch them, be shot in the halfway.
　　In the chat room, the opponent was proud of it, “It is insignificant for human to use tank to tackle the worms, even the top gamers in Korean didn’t use tank and cultivated the soldiers at the beginning, the flood of rifles escorting the nurse surging in, strike and stroke…..
　　Lu could assume the image of him.
　　Without a word, Lu returned to the □□, the head sculpture of the girl with cap was still grey, still. She wasn’t online, he waited in vain. He scratched his hair, a bit disappoint. Another head sculpture was bright, ID was “Lao Tang”
　　“Hey, buddy, you play the Zerg so well, play with you next time!” he was the guy that had defeated him, “You are lack in detail operation, the awareness in scheme s good.”
　　“ All right.” Lu said.
　　If Lao Tang had seen the operation of Lu , maybe he would not be ambitious, what he could mutter was only “pervert”, and wouldn’t play with him forever. What Lu used was an old type laptop, without the mouse, was dominant with red dot. Using red dots to play StarCraft was the insane person’s deeds, like with a stick stirring the ears. If he linked the mouse, probably Lao Tang couldn’t resist for eight minutes, but he would have no chance to cut time.
　　But Lu was tired to explain that he was just bored and tried something as challenge, he had large amount of time to waste, if tang wouldn’t play with him next time, it was so bad.
　　But although he waited for so much time, she still wasn’t online.
　　Why not give up? He reminded himself sometimes, waited like an idiot, for four hours and three words uttered, it’s worthless.
　　But it seemed insane to figure out it worthless.
　　“A box of milk, half ounce meat, and new printed novel magazine, harry up, pick the vegetables for me! Check out letters from America, continued playing games, not cared yourself at all, if no collage accepted you, did you have a ability to enter the university , we spent so much money on you, it was worthless.”
　　Lu felt buzzed in his brain, answered frequently and ran out the door. It was quiet in the corridor, the sunlight of afternoon rayed through the windows from the end of stairs, warmly splashed him whole body. The green leaves out of the windows were blown by the wind, rustling. He leaned on the door and kept listening, the complains of his aunt, separated by the door, standing in another world.
　　It was spring again, Lu MIngfei, three grades in high school, nearly eighteen years old.
　　He lived with his uncle’s family, his cousin was Lu Mingze, who was studying in the most famous private school in his town, of which the tuition was expansive and the teacher was strict, the luxury-car like the streams, beautiful girl as the fluttering clouds. There were three months and four days between he and the university examination, the people escorting he gave him counsels every day, told him the court day would come soon and the ambition was necessary.
　　But the heavier of the pressure, the lazier the Lu Mingfei, except battling in StarCraft, he was lying on the bed with brain blanked.
　　As a people without even a piece of existence, the laziness of him was easy to understand.
　　He hadn’t seen his parents for six years. The good news inferred that they were still alive, writing a letter to him once half a year; bad news inferred that the returning plan of them was delayed once again, because the assignment had a new progress.
　　His parents were archeologists, it seemed that they were busy in a big business, when the consequence revealed, it could compare with the victory of Sven Hedin, stunned the world. When he was in the junior high school, he was proud of his mon and dad. He had read so many books in archaeology and discussed with classmates after school. But he soon found out the students who should be proud were his buddies, they had parents delivering them back home. Every day after class, a row of classmates marched forward, covering about half of the street, the horn of the cars roaring, then the troops lost a guy. At last, Lu Mingfei staggered alone.
　　His buddies gazed at him through the glass, the silhouette of him leaving away freely with a rock dancing, they were envy. He could go where he wanted, hanging on the store, eating anything he liked and even playing the billiards.
　　“ The family of Lu treated him best, they never care him!”
　　In fact when Lu was alone, he neither hanged on the store nor played the billiards. He sat in the cybercafé until the sun set and went back home, entering the building but not the door, crossing the fence towards the top, sitting the buzzing air-condition, staring the whole city in the sun set.
　　In Lu’s heart, his parents were supermen, maybe only if one day their plane crashed, they would appear, with the plane in their hands. They were always busy with the world, not for Lu MIngfei. The supermen parents were worth to boast but in fact there were no difference, he was nearly forgetting what his parents looked like. He can reluctantly recall the portraits of them on at the moment he looked at the photograph of whole family and the old building with ivy.
　　What his aunt and uncle cared was a big amount of cash they post from the foreign land. Thanks to the money, Lu Mingfei could enter the private school, his uncle could buy a BWM and some artificial real branded, his aunt had money to lose in mahjong and his cousin had a nickname in the school which called “ Prince Ze” . Mingze and MIngfei were studying in the same high school, but Ze had a better grade than him and his clothes were more delicate. If he had a meal with girls, he would insisted to pay, uncle and aunt would engaged the parents meeting in good outfit, which made others had a impression that Ze was child leaded a happy life.
　　But Mingze’s height was only 160 cm, and weighed 160 jin, so naturally he didn’t have girlfriend.
　　Yet Mingfei was only the brother of him.
　　Lu Mingfei didn’t care anymore, even his parents scarcely cared him, he couldn’t make any expectation to his aunt and uncle.
　　His hands inserted in the trousers’ pockets, tilting his head. Downstairs, bought the staff his aunt ordered and selected a new “novel portraits”.
　　In his aunt’s mind, Ze was so smart, progressive that the love of literature was so real so that even if he read the novel portraits, she didn’t care anymore.
　　The old man in the newsstand downstairs reckoned that Lu was melancholy and scoundrel with a love of literature, damn it, he bought the novel portraits again, he even didn’t scan it. In his impression, Lu always squatted near the newsstand and read the “Personal Computer and the video games” and tossed it back to the stall, leaving a frank comment: even worse now and went away.
　　Lu Mingfei was a devious person with revenge mental. Ze often showed off that he could command Fei doing things for him. Lu Mingfei was submissive every time, then he secretly visited the □□ Space of his cousin.
　　After Lu Mingze read some literature work, he named himself “ the lonely greedy serpent”. Then he copied many miserable sentences and verse and placed them in his □□ Space, with his personal picture. Sometimes he even loaded some cutting wrist photos(just the red inks on the wrists), with the verse that I will die if I didn’t find true love. MIngfei knew that his cousin suffered the sick of love in the school, dying in the light every day, so praying some lightning and thunder n the Internet.
　　Lu Mingfei sighed up a new account which named “ the carve of the sunset”, with a photo of short-hair pretty little girl, 16 years old, the personal sign “ make your smile and sadness become my lifespan carve”. When Lu Mingze went online at home, he would headed to the cybercafé to chat with “The lonely greedy serpent”, several rounds, the fat serpent finally pondered that he found a big feast, was willing to make his smiles and misery become the lifespan carve of the girl, he hummed the songs happily at home, dated with her in □□ for several times. He was ready for lightning and thunder. Lu Mingfei permitted crisply but always dated on the days when he had a piano lessons. Mingze didn’t have a chance to taste the floral smell, the tunes were melancholy generally.
　　This was the most excellent things these days.