The young killer of ancient times

The magic that makes people's heart beat with his footsteps may be because his footsteps are too regular, so it makes people have this illusion.

Han Luo shook his head, throwing what happened just now out of his mind.The three of them had breakfast together. Although Han Luo had been very silent, it had to be said that through this morning exercise, his relationship with Mubai had undergone some subtle changes.

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15. Yearning for warmth...

Perhaps because of Mubai's injury or other reasons, Han Luo spent significantly more time in the dormitory, and his conversations with Mubai also gradually increased. that week.But compared to the conversations between roommates in other dormitories, the conversation between the two of them is still too little.

This situation continued, the two of them didn't care much, Mubai worked hard to absorb the knowledge taught by the teacher, and then slowly integrated into the world, and in the second week, he started English class.This class made Mu Bai very difficult to understand, those weird and twisted letters, and the weird pronunciation made it difficult for Mu Bai to accept.Even though he has knowledge about English in his head, for an ancient person like Mu Bai, English is still too difficult.

English is almost regarded by Mubai as a scourge, and he avoids it, but he can't escape the class every week.He stared at the English book in the dormitory, frowning in distress, and finally just opened the book to familiarize himself with the words as if giving up.Han Luo glanced at Mubai's bitter and bitter expression when he was staring at the English book, and couldn't help but feel amused in his heart, he pursed his lips slightly, lowered his head and hooked the corners of his mouth.

Han Luo had class next, so he left the dormitory, so when the door knocked, only Mubai was in the dormitory.He carefully put away the pen, then walked over and opened the door.There was an old lady with a kind smile standing outside the door, her eyes lit up when she saw Mubai, she looked at him with a smile and said, "You should be my precious grandson's roommate, I'm Han Luo's grandma."

Mubai stared blankly at the smiling old lady, not knowing what to say for a moment, the old lady just stood there smiling, and he could feel that her whole body was full of kind love, this kind of love almost Mu Bai, who had never felt it before, was at a loss.He suddenly envied that Han Luo who always looked indifferent. Such warm family affection was what he longed for most but was hard to get.

Mubai opened his mouth, his mind went blank, he muttered for a while, but finally called out blankly, "Grandma." As soon as he said the words, he was a little annoyed, but the old lady didn't mind, and continued to pull up with a smile on her face. His hand went into the room.

"Why is this hand wrapped up, how did it hurt? Does it hurt? Come, let grandma take a look." Only then did the old lady see Mubai's right hand blocked by the door, and hurriedly took his hand and asked .

Mubai looked at the kindness in the old lady's eyes, shook his head hastily, and answered quickly, "If you accidentally get hurt, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Good boy, please pay attention to safety in the future. My grandson is fine in everything, but his temper is a bit weird. You usually let him be more, don't be as knowledgeable as him." She said a little bit of blame and complaint, but His tone was full of pride and pity, Mubai looked at her almost greedily, and couldn't help but put a little smile on his face.

He was completely unable to resist such warmth, such unabashed kindness, and he even wondered with some regret why he had become Lin Mubai instead of Han Luo.If he was Han Luo, then such a grandma would belong to him, and such warmth would also belong to him, but unfortunately not, he is not Han Luo.

"Look at my memory. I just remember to talk. Come on, I brought a lot of food here. Let's sneak some food before our grandson comes back." The old lady blinked mischievously, took out a pack of snacks, Passed it to Mubai's hands, and then started to eat it himself.

With a faint smile on Mubai's face, he listened to the old lady telling Han Luo's embarrassing stories in a trance. He looked at the old lady's wrinkled face and silvery white hair, and felt her warm hand holding him. Holding his hand, my heart is full of satisfaction.If time can pass a little slower, a little slower, so that he can feel this kind of warmth again, even though this warmth does not belong to him.

When the door of the dormitory was pushed open, Mu Bai was looking at the old lady with a slight smile, he didn't even want to pay the slightest attention to the person who came in from the door, but obviously the old lady saw the person coming, her face The wrinkles on his face deepened, and the corners of his mouth became wider.

"Baby grandson, you are finally back. Xiao Lin and I have been chatting for a long time." The old lady complained slightly in her tone, but there was a gratifying smile on the corners of her eyes and brows. Han Luo was obviously taken aback, usually indifferent There was a gentle smile on his face.

"Grandma, why are you here?" He tried to keep his tone from being less pleasant, but it was obviously not very successful. He walked up to the old lady in a few steps, and pulled her to sit on his bed.

The old lady pouted and said like a child coquettishly, "Then you don't come to see me, so I have to come and see you."

Han Luo glanced at her somewhat dumbfounded, and from the corner of his eyes saw Mu Bai's gaze fixedly on the old lady, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.Mubai quickly noticed Han Luo's gaze, he raised his eyes and looked at Han Luo, quickly put away his expression, turned his gaze to one side, and looked out of the window expressionlessly.

Han Luo glanced at Mubai for a few times, but didn't go into anything, but turned his gaze away, and said helplessly to the old lady, "Grandma, didn't you agree to visit you once a month, you promised me to be obedient. "

The old lady reluctantly turned her head away and stopped talking. Han Luo was about to say something more when he heard the phone ring. He answered the phone and hung up after saying a few words.As soon as he hung up the phone, he walked up to the old lady in a few steps, and said in a serious manner, "The nursing home called me just now, saying that you sneaked out today, and you didn't take the medicine on time, so let me deliver it quickly." You go back."

The old lady wanted to refute something, but she could only look at Han Luo's stern expression and then fell down. She murmured a few words in a low voice, but she still didn't refute anything.She just obediently let Han Luo pull her out the door. The old lady walked to the door, as if remembering something, she suddenly said, "I bought something for you, or we can eat something before leaving."

Han Luo's heart softened, but when he thought of grandma's body, he could only harden his heart and refuse, "No, and no snacks are allowed in the future." The old lady's face immediately became bitter when she heard this, and she turned her head to look Looking at Mu Bai who was looking at them, he smiled at him and waved his hand.

"Xiao Lin, I'm leaving first, come to see me with my grandson next time, I'll continue to tell you about his embarrassing things." The old lady raised her voice, Mubai nodded hurriedly, seeing Han Luo looking back As for himself, he turned his head and looked out the window as if nothing had happened, as if it wasn't him who just nodded.

Not long after, Han Luo came back. He stared at Mubai for a long time as soon as he entered the door. Mubai pretended not to feel his gaze. He knew that he had shown too much emotion today. They all felt weird, let alone Han Luo.

Han Luo looked at him for a while, but didn't say anything. He just went back to his desk silently and packed up the pile of things the old lady brought without saying a word.Mubai looked at him, hesitated for a moment, finally just lowered his head and continued to read his book.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have had a mother in the past, but what did his mother look like, were her hands warm, were her eyes as warm as the morning sun, and was her tone of reprimand also tinged with love? don't remember.His only memory of his mother is a few sweet and delicious snacks, and that is also his last memory of his mother.

And there is no father in his memory, this word is too unfamiliar to him.In the memory of no mother, there are only martial arts, masters, and killing people.On the one hand, he was guarding against being far away from his family, but on the other hand, he was extremely eager to have someone who would make him feel the warmth of family.

It's a pity that no matter in the past or in the present, there is no such person.In the past, he lived in a closed world and had little contact with other people except killing people. Now, although he has a father in name, even this father will give him faint care, but maybe the emptiness in his heart is too big , that little hidden care will make him feel better, but it can't bring him a full sense of happiness.

The old lady is different, she doesn't seem to be stingy with her mother's love, she doesn't mind giving love to anyone who needs it or doesn't need it, she almost completely fits Mubai's concept of mother, although, well, she seems to be older some.But this does not affect Mubai's inexplicable love for her and desire to get close to her.

"Grandma said she wants you to come and see her with me next weekend," Han Luo suddenly broke the silence between the two of them. Mubai's eyes lit up when he heard his words, but before he could say anything, Han Luo said He continued to say arrogantly, "But I think you don't have much time, right?"

Although he spoke like a question, his tone was affirmative, like