Strive to be rich and handsome

No one can help others choose the path of life, because no one can really be responsible for the life of others, Leorio warned himself silently. --but.

"you……"

Yi Ermi, who was walking inside, looked back at him, her big cat eyes were dark, emotionless and lifeless.

"No, it's nothing." In the end, he still couldn't say it.

Say what?

Can you not go to work?

Still, can I protect you?

In this place, he can only protect his own safety. What qualifications does he have to make promises to others?

And in what capacity can you make a request to this person?

"Protect yourself well." In the end, the only thing that could be said was this kind of non-cold words.

The man seemed very surprised, then, he bent the corners of his mouth, a very light smile that was not at all bright, and it was fleeting.

At that moment, Leorie felt that his heart was severely grabbed.He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He wanted to treat this person well, just like how Jin treated himself back then, but he didn't have Jin's strength back then, and this person was not that important in essence.

Perhaps, he can make such a promise to Ji Talaku, but at least Ji Talaku has not reached such a weight in his heart now.

In response to Leori's casual response, Irmi walked in with the paper bag in his arms. Suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered something, he took out something from the paper bag and threw it to Leori: "Here, this is for you."

It is a good choice to get along with your roommate and give a gift——Excerpt from "My Roommate My Gay Friend"

Catching it reflexively, it was a large piece of fresh soft, unopened, coffee-flavored, bread.Such a thing is considered a luxury in Meteor Street.

Leorio stared at the piece of bread, and his hands behind him sank deeply into the sofa.He took a deep breath, and stopped Yi Ermi who was walking in: "Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will accompany you."

The big cat looked back at him strangely: "Even if you accompany me, there is no extra money for it." And, no need.

"And it will be very troublesome." The voice without ups and downs stated such facts lightly.Such a guy with fair physical skills but very poor abilities followed him, obviously nothing but troubles could be brought.

"Wait until you are strong enough." Looking at this man, Yi Ermi suddenly felt a little headache, just like the joke who insisted on going out with him at the beginning.I originally planned to refuse directly, but for some reason I finally chose a softer answer.

However, the moment these words were uttered, Yi Ermi felt that something had changed. Obviously this person's expression had not changed, but something seemed to be different in an instant.

The Qi on that person froze for a moment, and then there was an inexplicable calm, but this kind of calm was not a phenomenon that was reassuring enough.

In the end, Yier fans chose to let go: "I can take you with me tomorrow, but don't run around." Even he himself didn't know the reason for doing so.

That year, they crossed the materially poor eleventh district to the third district, with a deep river in the middle.It was winter at that time, and the river was icy cold. Jin walked in front, and he followed.Every step was very difficult, and with each step, the water was deeper, and the icy cold water slowly covered his knees, waist, chest, neck, nose and mouth, and finally the top of his head.

Cold, suffocating, hypoxic.

He waved his hands and feet in a frenzy, and in the panic, he bumped into something and grabbed it tightly.

Eyes opened suddenly.

The east is slightly white, that is the sky outside the window.

It was just a dream before.

When I came back to my senses, I found myself soaked in a bathtub full of cold water, Jin, no, Ji Tara, who was being held tightly by me, looked at him with a bitter face, and her long hair Wet by the water on his body, sticking to his face in a mess, his big cat's eyes were dark and emotionless.

Reflexively letting go of his hand, Leori plunged into the water again.

He got up in a hurry, his clothes were already soaked, and he shivered with the cold when the wind blew.

While changing clothes, Leorie felt that something was wrong. He remembered who was on the bed before, and why he woke up in the bathtub, which was still full of cold water.

Suicide is nothing more than that.

With such confusion in mind, I changed my clothes and opened the door.

Ji Taraku was already standing at the door, looking refreshed, with his left leg upright and his right leg bent, his long hair fell down smoothly, and his long eyelashes drooped slightly, very beautiful.

Hearing the noise in the room, his big eyes looked straight over, it was as dark as night: "We can go."

"I said, it doesn't have to be so early, right?" Leoli hurried back to grab a coat and ran out in a hurry.

"Morning exercise is good for the body." A calm voice.

The corners of Leorie's lips twitched—it's good for the body or something...

The two walked quickly on the deserted street, the winter wind was very bitter, whistling and shaving their faces painfully.

The rubbish mountain in the direction they were walking was getting sparser, which meant that they were approaching the district chief's territory.

"Where are we going...?" Finally Leorio couldn't help asking.

"District Governor's Mansion."

A little theater about getting up:

Leorio: By the way, why am I always woken up in the bathtub recently?

The Yier fan played Shunlai's computer, tapped the keyboard briskly, and said nonsense without guilt: "Probably sleepwalking, are you interested in beating the enemy Hakka for medical treatment? I'll give you a [-]% discount."

Leorio: ...No need.

There is no rubbish in a large area here, and the most eye-catching building in this area is the District Governor's Mansion, which is a small white three-story villa that is quite rare on Meteor Street.

A small courtyard, a carved iron gate covered with green vines, a beautiful triangular roof, a classical porch with the same height as the roof, and two annexes with lower heights on both sides.

A group of men in suits and sunglasses stood quietly in every corner of the villa in a seemingly loose but tight formation.

"Wait for me here." Without waiting for Leorie's answer, Yi Ermi walked towards the District Governor's Mansion, walking leisurely, and disappeared in an instant with light hair.

And the men in black suits and black sunglasses outside were still standing straight, as if they were completely unaware that someone had already entered.

Leo Li stood outside dumbstruck, only then did he faintly realize what he had misunderstood and how much trouble he had caused.

Waiting outside nervously, Leori said that he was really under a lot of pressure. Suddenly, someone slapped him on the back. Leori was so startled that he almost didn't jump up.

"Let's go, it's over." Ji Taraku threw the pile of miscellaneous things in his hands to Leori, who hadn't recovered for a moment, and walked in front with ease.

"Wait, wait... Your work is over?" Leorio, who followed behind with a pile of sundries, felt that he had to prove some conjectures.

"Hmm." A certain big cat was obviously in a good mood today, although there was no expression on his face, but his steps were obviously much more cheerful.

"Then—" What exactly is your job, hello?

Before Leorio could ask, he heard a shrill scream from behind, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps and the sound of gunfire from the two sides.

"Have you already done it?" Yi Ermi thought for a moment with his chin resting on his shoulders, and he made a fist with his left hand and directly hit his right palm, and suggested decisively: "We have to walk faster, if we go too slow, we will get into trouble."

"Then what's going on?" As soon as he finished asking, Leorie felt that his legs were not his own, and those legs were moving forward at a speed that he had never achieved before.

Ji Taraku walked beside him with ease, explaining with nothing to do: "Some people want to seize power so they buy murder to kill."

"So you're a hired killer?"

"That's right." Yi Ermi glanced at him strangely: "Usually we are called killers."

"So what's going on with my body?" Totally out of control.

"Small tricks to get us together more happily."

"..."

After that, the two of them still lived together, but they seldom spoke.

To be exact, Leorio seldom spoke to Ji Taraku, there was a large silence between them, and they looked at each other like strangers.

Of course, with Yiermi's emotionless eyes, everyone looks the same, mainly because of Leorie, the way he looks at Yiermi is no longer the pity and sympathy he had at first.

In fact, he no longer knew what expression he should use to face this girl.

…I thought I was helping someone who was hurt by someone else, but the truth is, I was helping someone who was hurt by someone else.

Leorio's life began to be the same as it was at the beginning. He followed a group of people to rob limited resources, and finally came back covered in blood. He stayed in the same room with Ji Taraku but stopped talking.

The two people often make eye contact and then move away from each other without any waves, as if the other party is just a dead thing that they accidentally glanced at.

Leorio intentionally kept a distance from this killer girl.

Yierfan was a little confused at first, he had such a slight curiosity, but after the other party's obvious indifference, Yierfan was no longer interested in finding out anything.

The consummate killer teenager usually only gives enough and lasting attention to two things, one is the task and the other is trouble.The former can be completed, and the latter can be disposed of.

Leorio may be the latter, but when he was not, the young master who beat the enemy said very seriously that he was charged for killing people, and it was very expensive.

No one asked for reconciliation. In fact, it was not so much a quarrel as a unilateral cold war by Leorio.As for the Il fan, this guy really rarely pays attention to things other than the family and missions, even though Leorio is someone he has gotten along well with in the past two weeks.

For Il fans, Leori is an ordinary passerby, he will be a little happy when Leori treats him well, and he doesn't feel anything if Leori treats him badly.

But these are not because of tolerance, but because they don't care.

If Leorie is on his task list now, Ill fans will never be half-swayed by the idea of ​​killing people because of the kindness this person treats him.

Therefore, Ilmi didn't feel sad and troubled by the change of Leorio's attitude, because the definition was set from the beginning-a person who might become a prey.

Are you sad that your future prey doesn't like you?Obviously not, because no one would waste their affection on their prey.