The young killer of ancient times

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He didn't know what he was worried about. He was worried that Han Luo would forget him, or that he would forget Han Luo. Time is the cruelest thing in this world, and nothing can escape the passage of time.

What can be changed in two years, too many things can be changed in two years, he is afraid that when they meet again in two years, they will see each other as strangers.This choice given by my father is more cruel than direct opposition, because this road can easily see the sunshine at the end, but this road is a blank and unknown that is more terrifying than darkness.

But they only had this choice, as Han Luo said, he couldn't let go of this family relationship, and he couldn't hurt his father. Only in this way was their only choice, and it was also the best choice.

For the rest of the time, they avoided talking about the upcoming separation, but tried hard to enjoy the time they are still together. Every minute and every second, they hoped to leave more memories to endure. for the next two years.

However, separation will always come. When we first separated, Mu Bai's longing made it almost impossible to sleep at night. Many times, he could stare at Han Luo's empty bed and stare blankly all afternoon. In order to visit the old lady frequently, I hope to calm down my panic from communicating with the old lady.

And Lin Zhengtian also began to arrange for Mubai to attend the ball, and met many outstanding women. Mubai resisted at the beginning, and then accepted.Even when these filled up all his spare time, he felt that his yearning for Han Luo seemed to be lessened.

After surviving the most difficult first few months, Mubai even felt that he had already adapted to the life without Han Luo, and he would no longer think of the slight smile at the corner of Han Luo's mouth when he was helping him with tutoring in English class , and will not repeatedly recall the clear sound of Han Luo's finger tapping when looking at the computer.

He even wondered if he didn't love that person anymore, this doubt kept tormenting him, he began to spend less time seeing the old lady, and spent more time at the ball, trying to learn from other people , to find the throbbing feeling towards Han Luo back then.

However, no matter what kind of person he was facing, no matter whether the person was a man or a woman, he couldn't arouse his heart. He missed Han Luo again, whether it was his voice, his smile, or even his kiss. With his slightly thin body, this kind of longing is different from the painful one at the beginning. On the contrary, this kind of longing is sweet and hesitant.

When he thinks of Han Luo, he will sit there quietly and show a slight smile. This kind of miss may not last for a long time, but he will always think of him in his busy spare time. Time makes his feelings Slowly precipitated, faded away, revealing the most authentic appearance.

He resumed visiting the old lady, and returned to the frequency when Han Luo was still there. He no longer only talked about Han Luo with the old lady. On the contrary, he only talked about daily things with her as before. Trivia, when Han Luo was mentioned occasionally, he smiled lightly and didn't say much.

He was used to waiting, and he was no longer afraid of separation and the future. He even thought that if Han Luo didn't like him anymore, he might be able to let him go safely.

The two years seemed to pass much faster than he expected, but it seemed too long, too long. When his father informed him that Han Luo's plane would arrive tomorrow, Mubai realized that he could calm down. Because there is no news of him,

He stayed up all night and spent the whole night trying out all the clothes in the closet. He didn't choose one to wear until he saw it was dawn, and then hurried to the airport.

The plane was late, Mubai waited anxiously, Lin Zhengtian didn't come, and he didn't inform the old lady, Mubai was the only person who came to the airport, the moment he saw Han Luo walk out of the airport, Mubai felt that he had been The restlessness that I had been feeling for a long time seemed to suddenly disappear completely.

Han Luo seemed to have changed a lot. When Mubai saw him for the first time, he didn't even recognize him. He was dressed in black, carrying simple luggage in his hands, and walked out very calmly. Wearing a pair of big light brown sunglasses, light eyebrows, slender cheeks, and neat short hair, he raised his head, looked around slightly and saw Mubai.

His expression didn't change, he just walked in front of Mubai without looking sideways, he looked at Mubai fixedly, and didn't say anything immediately, as if he was sizing up Mubai's changes.

Mubai didn't speak either, just looked back at him quietly, the hustle and bustle around him seemed to disappear suddenly, Mubai slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said softly, "I said you look better in black."

Han Luo's expressionless face finally softened because of his words. He reached out and took off the sunglasses on his face, revealing a pair of affectionate eyes. He said in a low voice, "So I wore it."

Neither of them said anything more, they looked at each other quietly, and they both easily saw their own figure in each other's eyes.

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