Cold weapons are a man's romance

Roman and the little girl were obviously very close. The little girl hung on Roman's arm like a koala hanging from a eucalyptus tree.Roman smiled, almost asking for anything, like a good father who spoils his daughter very much.

"You're crushing the railing," Lawrence said.

Cesar let go of the armrest and gave it a hard blow.Customers before and after the elevator cast dissatisfied glances at him.

"I never heard Roman had a daughter!"

A blond beauty with an exquisite figure came out of a nearby clothing store carrying a large bag and threw all the spoils to Roman.Anyone with eyes can see that the blonde beauty and the little girl are absolutely unquestionably related.

"I've seen that woman!" Cesar gritted his teeth, "The day Roman came to botn, that woman was his companion!"

"It's my daughter who didn't run away." Lawrence took a sip of the milkshake.

"He's never married! It's impossible! I've collected all the information on him, and I never mentioned that he was married!"

"Maybe your information is wrong."

Cesar gritted his teeth, not knowing whether he regretted that Roman had become famous, or regretted that he had collected wrong information.He rushed into a nearby store to buy a peaked cap and a pair of sunglasses, sneaked into the crowd and followed Roman.

Roman and the blond beauty went to the children's stationery store and the children's clothing store, and then the women's clothing store where the blond beauty shopped.They ended up having lunch at the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the mall, while Cesar sat not far behind them, holding up his menu to hide his face.

Lawrence refused to participate in his suspicious stalking, and sat watching from afar.This guy has finally degenerated to the point of stalking people, and it seems that he is not far from going to jail.he thinks.

Cesar watched secretly for a while, then sneaked to Lawrence's table.

"I still don't believe it, I can't be wrong!"

"Aren't there a lot of hidden marriages of public figures?" Lawrence picked up the teacup.

"He's not an actor or singer, why is there a need for a hidden marriage?!"

"You don't have to be married to have a baby. Maybe it's his girlfriend."

"But he doesn't look like that kid! Roman is Asian, does that little girl look biracial?" Cesar grasped at the last straw.Genes don't lie.

"Children don't necessarily have to look like half of their parents, and they may only look like their father or only their mother."

"But...but..."

Lawrence ruthlessly shattered Cesar's last fantasy: "Even if the child is not his daughter, can't he fall in love with a single mother?"

Cesar's expression froze in a moment of panic and madness.Lawrence felt that if he poked him now, he would collapse into dust.

Cesar, who was petrified that day, was carried back by Lawrence.

***

Roman always felt that Cesar was filled with a terrifying low pressure today, and those blue eyes that were once as warm as the Caribbean Sea exuded the courage of the Arctic Ocean today.When he passed the corridor, several members who knew him came over to say hello, but they were all driven back by his murderous eyes.Roman even saw someone crouching in a corner and starting to make the sign of the cross.

He is not as enthusiastic towards Roman as before. Although the teaching is still very detailed, he always feels that he is in a business-like manner. It seems that something is missing, which makes Roman feel a little lost... Is it the lack of physical contact?In the last class, Cesar would correct Roman's posture with his hands.But this time, Cesar only leaned on his sword and stood dignifiedly aside, guiding only with words.Although he was a little unhappy being touched by men, Roman still hoped that he could start teaching.

They reviewed several basic stances of the long sword, and this time began to learn how to attack and defend with these stances, and how to switch from one stance to another as quickly as possible.

"Go! Lockpicking! Crown! Angry! Bull! Window! You're confused! That's Iron Gate! What's the difference between Bull and Window?"

Roman dripped a drop of cold sweat: "There is no difference! It is the same posture! The bull style is the name of German swordplay, and the window style is the name of Italian Fiore swordplay!"

"It seems that you did read books when you went back!"

After being drilled for a whole morning like this, Roman was sweating profusely.The amount of exercise is actually not much, and most of the sweat is frightened by Cesar.

"Very good!" Cesar nodded expressionlessly, "Next time we will learn specific confrontation skills, as well as the five 'esoteric meanings' of German-style swordsmanship. Go take a bath."

"Aren't you together?"

"I... I still have something to do!"

"Wait a minute, Cesar, I have a personal question for you." Roman pulled his coach to a corner and asked earnestly, "Are you single?"

Cesar opened his eyes wide.The perfect mask he had kept for a day shattered the moment Roman asked this question.He put his hands behind his back a little awkwardly, twisting his fingers.

"Why do you ask?"

Roman guessed that he must still be single, and he lacked even experience in love life, otherwise he would not look like a shy high school student.

"I have a friend who is also single and wants to meet you. How do you like it?"

Cesar's face cooled rapidly again like a goldfish thrown into liquid nitrogen.

"I'm not interested in love right now. I'm afraid your friend will be disappointed."

Roman brushed away the sweaty forehead hair: "Uh, how can I go back to my life... Maybe she thought it was because I didn't bring the words to you properly and didn't want to. Can you at least meet her before refusing? Otherwise she might be howling in my ears for a whole month."

Cesar was sullen: "Well, I don't want you to embarrass yourself in front of your friends either. I'll meet her and tell her tactfully that we're not suitable. Is that okay?"

Roman was overjoyed and hugged Cesar hard. "Thank you!" He patted Cesar on the back, "If you won't see her, she'll kill me! Thanks to you, I saved my life!"

Cesar's breathing suddenly became heavy.Roman said in his heart that you are so afraid of being like this, I was exaggerating, that woman can only talk about it, and dare not really do anything to me.

He let go of Cesar and gave a thumbs up. "Then I'll go first!"

***

When Roman's back disappeared at the corner of the corridor, Cesar turned around and walked towards the lounge with unsteady steps like a zombie.His head was bowed, silver hair fell on his forehead, covering his face.Lindsay walked past him with a pile of gloves and heard a bone-gripping giggle in his throat.

"Cesar? Are you... are you okay?"

The silver-haired coach covered his face and turned to Lindsay.An astonishingly blue eye was exposed between the fingers, and the fiery light shot out of the pupil like magma.

"Roman hugged me just now." He whispered, "I won't wash this dress, so it will be sealed in the exhibition cabinet forever..."

"Hey!" Lindsay ran away.

***

When Alisa heard that Cesar agreed to date her once, she was ecstatic, hugged Roman and kissed him hard. "Great! My 'first date dress' finally came in handy!"

Roman wiped off the lipstick marks on his face, thinking that women have too many things to do, and would they prepare clothes for the first few dates?

He picked a night when Alisa was not working, and sent Enya to Alisa's parents' house.As an introducer, he felt that it was necessary for him to be present together, firstly to prevent them from admitting their mistakes to each other, and secondly to prevent Alisa from swallowing Cesar alive.Although Cesar's swordsmanship is excellent, no matter how sharp the sword is, it is vulnerable to a woman's nails. This is the truth in the world.

Roman and the well-dressed Alisa arrived at the appointed restaurant first.This restaurant is known for its beautiful atmosphere, with romantic scented candles everywhere and live violinists playing.It is said that anyone can fall in love with a date here.Roman felt that if this rumor was true, it had nothing to do with the beautiful atmosphere, it was purely because of the aphrodisiac ingredients contained in the scented candles.

Cesar was very punctual.Roman was worried that he would show up early and wait at the table like he did for the first time, but he didn't.Thank goodness.

Tonight, Cesar was wearing a crisp suit, as if it was tailor-made for him. He was wearing a dark red tie, which made his skin extraordinarily fair.He didn't braid his hair, his silver hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and the hair shone like silk in the candlelight.

As he walks through the restaurant, almost everyone looks at him, women staring longingly and men coughing enviously, reminding their dates to turn their attention back to themselves.When he sat down at Roman's table, people's eyes changed instantly, and jealous eyes swept Roman and Alisa like a frenzy.Strangely, they seem to reap just as much envy.

After sitting down, Cesar straightened his tie, looked at Alisa critically, and then smiled triumphantly, as if a beauty contestant finds himself outshone by others, and his competitors are not worth mentioning at all.Roman kicked him under the table, cueing him not to look at the lady with that disrespectful look.

"The lady you introduced seems to be late." Cesar raised his head arrogantly, "I don't like people who don't have a sense of time."

Roman said strangely: "She has already arrived."

"Huh?" Cesar was stunned.He turned to Alisa, looked him up and down, and asked, "The date you introduced to me is... this lady?"

Roman pointed to the empty seat and joked: "Actually, there is another lady here, but she is wearing an invisibility cloak."

Cesar suddenly blushed, as if realizing that he had made a huge mistake.He hurriedly bowed to Alisa: "I'm so sorry, I thought you were Roman's girlfriend, we want four people on a date or something..."

"If Roman knew a woman other than me, would he still be single until now?"

"Alyssa!"

The female narrator pressed her slightly pouty red lips with her bright nails, tilted her head and thought for a moment.At first she was very disappointed, and Roman guessed that she didn't like Cesar's character, but she quickly cheered up and said with a smile: "My name is Alisa Tux. We met once, but you probably Can not remember."

"On the botn, of course I remember."

"Aren't you going to introduce yourself?" Roman kicked him from under the table.

"Cesar Ripa. What's your relationship with Roman?"

"Didn't he tell you? We are classmates in high school, and Roman is also my daughter's godfather."

"Your daughter's godfather!" Cesar suddenly realized, "So it is your daughter! Roman's goddaughter! So it is!" He slapped his thigh happily, as if a sincere believer heard an angel blowing a trumpet on the cloud, "Ai Miss Lisa, your voice is so familiar, are you a sports commentator?"

"That's right, I specialize in commenting on fencing competitions. I used to be members of the same fencing club as Roman..."

Then the two happily discussed the past of Roman's school days.

Seeing them talking and laughing, Roman couldn't help but feel relieved.He was afraid that they would not match the radio waves.But why does the focus of their communication always revolve around themselves?Because he's the only thing they have in common?One of you is a sports coach and the other is a sports commentator. Can you talk about your career?

Alisa had already begun to shake off Roman's past embarrassment, and Cesar listened with gusto.Although the atmosphere between the two of them made Roman very pleased, can we change the topic?Roman didn't want to hear the story of him falling into the sewer again after ten years!