The young killer of ancient times

Bai felt a strange emotion rising slowly in his heart.

It was only then that he noticed Han Luo's hands. Han Luo's appearance was not outstanding, even a bit mediocre and ordinary, but his hands were extremely beautiful.Those were a pair of well-defined, very slender hands, his nails were trimmed neatly, the fingertips were round and slightly pale, they were indeed more beautiful than the hands of many people Mubai had seen.

At this time, his hands were typing on the keyboard, and Mubai saw Han Luo's eyes, the kind of eyes he would only have when he saw something he loved very much, Mubai even thought, maybe when he saw the little snacks The eyes are like this.And this kind of look made Han Luo's originally not outstanding facial features shine brightly, that kind of confidence that was almost proud appeared between his brows again, it was the one that had impressed Mubai deeply when they first met confidence.

He couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in, and Han Luo didn't give him time to continue thinking. He raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at Mubai who didn't want to do it himself, and suddenly felt a little annoyed that he saw the computer He lost his composure, lowered his head and pretended to clear his throat to hide his embarrassment.

"It's done, let's play." Han Luo finished in a low voice, got up and was about to go back to his seat, Mubai stared at the computer screen, suddenly felt a little blank.He was still a little immersed in the thoughts just now, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Han Luo's sleeve, and then withdrew his hand amidst Han Luo's slightly raised brows.

"Why don't you help me find another post." Mubai asked for help hesitantly, he didn't know whether Han Luo would help, but asking him to operate the computer seemed to be more difficult than asking him to learn English, and Han Luo seemed to be very good at it.As soon as he finished speaking, seeing Han Luo frowning, he thought for a moment whether speaking like this would arouse suspicion, and hurriedly added, "It's not convenient for me to have hands."

Han Luo glanced at him, and swallowed the words he wanted to refuse when he heard his next sentence, well, this should be the first time the kid in front of him asked him for help after he was injured, because of the plaster... For the sake of his injured right hand, let him help him this time.

He nodded slightly, as he agreed to Mubai's request. Mubai hurriedly organized his words, and told Han Luo the address Qin Zimo gave him. The post that Bai needed was turned over.

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18. Détente and dispute...

That post didn't make Mubai pay much attention, he just glanced at it briefly, and then lost interest in the inexplicable dialogues and too fresh vocabulary discussed by those people in the post.He pushed the computer towards Han Luo, but he sat aside to read a book.

Han Luo frowned and glanced at him, and finally asked in a deep voice, "Do you want me to find something for you?" He glanced at the screen on the computer from the corner of his eye, and his gaze couldn't help but pause. He had never seen Mubai in ancient costume, after all he didn't have much interest and time to wander around the recruiting club, so this was the first time he saw him.

That photo was very clear, even though it was just a side profile, in the photo Mubai's eyes were staring blankly into the distance, as if out of focus, but also as if he was staring at someone.He was dressed in a blue-patterned robe with a white background, with a slender figure, and his long black hair fluttered slightly in the air.

The sun shone on his face, as if it reflected some kind of light. This light seemed to be refracted from that photo, and pierced into Han Luo's eyes. He even couldn't help but close his eyes to relieve the pain. That slight palpitation.He had only heard of picturesque beauty before, only now did he know what this meant. Han Luo withdrew his eyes from the computer, and then his eyes fell on Mu Bai who was sitting on the side and raised his head slowly.

The young man was just like in the photo, with a calm and indifferent demeanor, his eyes were a little blank, but his black eyes seemed too bright, and he was looking at him burningly.Han Luo felt his fingers tremble slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

"No, you can use it." After Mubai finished speaking slowly, he withdrew his eyes. Han Luo's eyes darkened, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly raised his eyes again, slowly but very sure. Say, "You seem to like it. So, you use it."

He said it as a matter of course, and his eyes were calm, but Han Luo couldn't say what was on his lips. He looked at Mubai fixedly, as if he wanted to find the slightest affectation or deceit from his face. Even teasing, but no, Mubai's face was calm, Han Luo was silent for a while, and finally just squeezed out a thank you from between his teeth.

Mubai glanced at him for a few times, then looked away as if nothing had happened, Han Luo lowered his head, his self-esteem told him that he should coldly refuse, but his rationality told him that this opportunity was rare, he had seen enough However, he has been suffering from the lack of opportunities and conditions to practice. Now that an opportunity is in front of him, is it rare for him to let the opportunity sneak away for the sake of his so-called self-esteem?

What's more, Han Luo raised his head and glanced at Mubai with a complicated expression. When he saw the latter reading an English book with bitterness and hatred on his face, he couldn't help relieving the distress between his brows. After all, the person in front of him didn't look like a There are some bad thoughts or the appearance of trying to play some tricks.

He always remembered the warmth and longing in Mubai's eyes when grandma came, and when she was sending grandma away, she once told him to not be so indifferent to his roommates, and to get along well with Mubai, and also said that Mubai was a good boy.Although grandma sometimes has a little too much sympathy, but this time, her feeling seems to be correct. Maybe Lin Mubai is not a scheming person.

Han Luo's eyes flickered slightly, and the emotion in his eyes was quickly hidden by him. He stretched out his hand to the mouse expressionlessly, and then quickly operated the computer.Mubai stared at the English book, and heard the sound of Han Luo typing on the keyboard, which was soft and rhythmic. The sound did not distract him, but seemed to spread a sense of peace of mind.

Just like the days when he was with Xiao Qi, he remembered that there was a time when he just came back from killing someone and was seriously injured because he was caught in an ambush.At that time, Xiao Qi was by his side, dragging him vigorously, as if trying to make him stand up again, but he fainted in a daze.

Before he passed out, Xiao Qi's cry could still be heard in his ears. At that time, he even thought, maybe it would be good to just die like this. It was a kind of peace of mind and relaxation that he had never experienced before.At this time, Han Luo tapped the keyboard gently with both hands, although the sound was completely different, it reminded him of the past when he was with Xiaoqi.

Mubai's fingers curled up slightly, fingertips gently rubbed the delicate paper of the book, those awkward and difficult to understand English words seemed to become more interesting, Mubai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, half-closed his eyes, feeling The warmth of the sun shining on you outside the window.

This kind of inexplicable peace of mind appeared very suddenly, but it seemed very natural, Mu Bai quietly looked at the book in his hand, and didn't make the slightest sound except when turning the pages.Han Luo was obsessed in the world of computers, and when he accidentally looked up and saw Mubai's intoxicated expression, his heart couldn't help but move slightly.

Just like the feeling when I saw that photo just now, the person in front of me has something that cannot be distinguished clearly and does not blend into this world. This kind of thing is very strange, but it does not make people feel disgusted or resisted.Han Luo fixedly stared at Mubai, whose brows and eyes drooped slightly, as if he was seriously looking at the book in his hand.

But soon, as if he felt something, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his eyes, and looked at Han Luo lightly.Han Luo put away his emotions and eyes almost in a panic, and looked at the computer screen pretending to be ignorant, but his fingers stopped rigidly on the top of the keyboard, motionless. There was a moment of blankness.

He actually saw a boy lose his mind, Han Luo sarcastically satirized himself in the bottom of his heart, and then forced himself to forget everything just now and focus on the computer.Mubai glanced at Han Luo, seeing that the other party was not staring at him, he withdrew his gaze and continued to study the difficult English.

Why do they still need to learn the language of English, Mubai frowned tightly, and stared at the book in his hand, the good mood just now disappeared.Sure enough, the old world is better. There are so many strange things in this world, and there are so many inexplicable and useless things that need to be learned.

Mubai thought of the days when he practiced freely in the past, and couldn't help but miss the past even more, well, compared to the past, the only advantage now is that he doesn't need to kill people.There is no need to dye fingers, clothes, body and even heart with that bright color that makes people want to vomit, Mubai's eyes gradually show a coldness and sharpness, but soon, those emotions dissipate .

Mubai slowly relaxed his body, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, maybe this is the only one in this world