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It is known that I am one of your secrets, ask for the distance of love between us.

In the winter of 1939, the wind in Shanghai kept whistling, and the volume carried endless chill into the hearts of every Chinese.

Even if it takes a long time, it still can't withstand one disaster after another. Natural disasters or man-made disasters will be covered up by the gorgeous appearance of singing and dancing. Those who can be recognized clearly are endless cannibal faces, and those who cannot be recognized are beyond the golden jade Indulging in the illusion, pretending that he is really living in a peaceful age.

Manli sneaks into a dance without anyone noticing.

The Shanghai Hotel was singing and dancing, she took Ming Tai's hand and entered under the name of the young master of the Ming family.

The task she received was to eliminate the traitors of the military command. Mingtai was her team leader and had the highest command in the task.

This is a New Year's dance held by the Japanese. Snowflakes are falling wantonly outside the window, but inside the window is warm. The women's cheongsams are stretched up to their thighs, revealing their fair skin.The Japanese ditty filled the air, and Manli felt a sweet and greasy taste in her heart when she heard it, making her extremely sick.

She is most familiar with this kind of scene: a group of men, a group of women, laughing and embracing each other with the melody and alcohol, always reminds her of that dark past.

She grasped Mingtai's hand tightly, suppressed the discomfort in her stomach, and put all her strength on her eyes.She had to find the target before she could strike.

Mingtai took her to a corner, found a place with a wide view and sat down, and not long after, he suddenly retracted his head, and muttered in a low voice: "Why did I forget that he is coming too."

Manli looked in the direction of his gaze, two men were walking into the hall.The one in front is Minglou, followed by a tall, thin man who should be his secretary, Cheng.

The target person immediately went up to meet him, grabbing Minglou's hand and saying something.

It seems that he is not only a traitor, but also a traitor who will flatter him.Manli took a sip of the red wine, then turned to look for Mingtai.

"Team leader, why don't you avoid it?" She said, "That's your elder brother, you will be scolded by him if you mess up in such a dance party?"

"It seems that the task needs to be re-established." Mingtai squatted halfway, and waited for Minglou to pass before saying: "You are responsible for leading him out of the dance floor. I will wait for you in the stairwell, and then leave it to me."

Manli nodded and got up to look for the target.

The time is 08:30 in the evening, Minglou looked at his watch: "The little guy should be here."

Mingcheng put a glass of champagne in front of him: "Celebrate in advance?"

Minglou smiled: "It's a bit early."

Ah Cheng suddenly lowered his head and said, "Nan Tian is in the northeast corner of the ballroom, I'll go say hello."

Ming Lou nodded, glanced across the ballroom, and saw a familiar petite figure.

Yu Manli?The lunatic made her partner with Mingtai?He frowned, and was blocked by several government officials, so he put down his wine glass and exchanged greetings with a smile on his face.

Manli knew what she was best at.

Nothing more than skin.

Her appearance is the gorgeous scabbard, and her body is the safety bolt of the gun. It looks pretty, but it will bleed when touched.

She walked up to the target alone, and seduced him into a trap with winking eyes like silk.

Hooking his hand and turning him to the stairwell, she excused that she drank too much, and walked a few steps towards the women's bathroom, when she heard a soft pop behind her.

mission completed.

She exchanged a look with Mingtai, and Mingtai quickly stuffed the body into a dark corner.Before he had time to be happy, he was scared back by a figure at the stairway, and at the same time turned out of the dark window reflexively.

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Man Li simply stood where she was, and called out delicately, "Mr. Ming."

"Is there a mission?" Minglou asked a few steps closer.

"Hmm." She nodded.

"How are you doing?"

"It's done." She whispered: "The team leader dare not see you."

Minglou shook his head with a smile: "If you don't see it, you can see it. It's normal for him to be afraid of me."

At this time, a Japanese man suddenly walked out of the bathroom.

"Gao Mu-jun." Minglou said first.

"Mr. Ming is here... Oh, I see." Takagi looked at Man Li, "Mr. Ming is so beautiful."

"Don't dare." Minglou said, turning sideways to let Takagi take a step ahead.

After that person disappeared from sight, Man Li asked, "Can I go now?"

"It's too late." Ming Lou said, "You are giving the Japanese a chance to be suspicious by leaving now."

"Then what should I do?" Manli rolled her eyes: "Is this okay? I will be your dance partner, let him see, and then I will find a chance to leave."

Minglou lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "It has to be like this."

Before entering the ballroom, she looked up at the tall man beside her: "What dance can Mr. Ming do?"

"I know a little bit." He said, "It's just that I'm too old to dance too intensely."

"How old are you? I think that your age is just right," Manli said, "I feel very safe."

"Really?" Minglou crossed his arms, "Let's go, Takagi must be waiting to see."

"Okay." She stretched out her slender hand and held him.

The Japanese-style minor tune was replaced by Western music at some point, and Ming Lou held her hand: "Have you heard this song?"

She shook her head.

The influence she received since she was a child was either Mi Mi's ditties or Jiangnan ditties. Even if she had heard such tunes, she would not be able to dance.

"Waltz, will you?" He lowered his head and asked.

She thought for a while: "I learned it in school."

Every female agent must be proficient in various dances. She is good at these, but after a long time, I don't know if she can keep up.

So Minglou bowed to her and invited her to dance: "Miss Manli, please."

The waltz tune was gorgeous and tactful, and his hand lightly touched her back. The sudden approach disturbed her for a few seconds, and her upper body leaned back slightly.

There was a comfortable scent on his body, the smell of red wine and a little bit of tobacco.Everything is completely different from Mingtai.

His posture carried the gentlemanliness of a French man and the elegance of a Chinese man. Even the hand resting behind him was only touched with the wrist, keeping a polite distance.

The waltz has been put on hold for too long, and within a few turns, she is about to slide out with the inertia, so she hastened to hold it tightly, grabbing the suit on his shoulder with one hand, and drawing his hand with the other. Just grab the thumb.

Minglou paused for a moment, and gently clenched the remaining four fingers, controlling her in the palm of his hand.His hands were huge, and his fingers were so slender that she couldn't grasp them, so she could only use all the strength in her arms on her fingertips.

His fingers are actually warm, which can make people drunk in it.

Manli raised her head slightly from her messy mood, just in time to see his slightly pursed lips.

He actually said that he is old, but people of this age are just right, and they are the easiest to fall in love with.

Minglou lowered his eyes and met her gaze, like a little girl, with the kind of smile on the face of a full kitten.

But this kind of laughter should not exist, just like this dance should not exist.

Minglou led her around lightly, and happened to pass Gao Mu intentionally.

"Mr. Ming?" The petite person in his arms came closer: "Why don't you let the team leader know your identity?"

"He has his own responsibility." He said: "There is no horizontal relationship between us."

"Then is there something between you and me?" She tilted her head.

"No," he said.

"Then... I should be one of your secrets, right?" She suddenly smiled: "Mr. Ming, you have a secret in my hands."

Minglou was amused by her, and then said seriously: "It's not a good thing to have my secret."

"Then are you going to pretend you don't know me when you go out?" She looked at him and asked.

Minglou bowed his head: "Yes. After this door, you are Yu Manli and I am Minglou."

Her eyes suddenly dimmed.

He knew what she was thinking.

Such a woman is so small that she can be held with one hand, and her waist is so slender that it will break if she pinches it.And she really doesn't want much, all she needs is someone who can treat her well.

But apparently he wasn't the one.

I don't know if Mingtai will be, even if it's just a partner in life and death, as long as she can give her such a sense of security, she will be loved wholeheartedly by her.

There was a strange feeling in his heart, his right hand placed behind her was hard, and the fingertips touched her warm body under the thin cheongsam, pulling her closer.

"I wish we could be a family," he said, "Mingtai is a good boy."

"Mr. Ming, he is just my partner." Manli whispered, "He is very good, but I always have a feeling that he will leave sooner or later, it is only a matter of time."

Her hand slid back and forth on the back of his hand: "Mr. Ming, actually I..."

The song is over.

Minglou let go of the hand holding her.

"I'll see you off." He said with a smile.

Manli blinked, smiled and nodded.

Minglou escorted her to the door and put a mink coat on her.

"Is this dress expensive?" He asked while touching the material.

"Yes, it was given to me by my teacher before graduation. I asked the team leader later, and he only got a watch." She laughed, "The team leader said this is differential treatment."

Of course Minglou knew.He still remembers the embarrassing scene when Ah Cheng accompanied him to pick out gifts in the women's clothing section.

"Do you know what the song was called just now?" He stroked her hair behind her ears.

"what is it call?"

Minglou sent her out, and the doorman next to him waited for him to come back, and slammed the door shut.

Manli walked in the wind and snow, and her high heels didn't fit her feet, which made her heels red and painful.She found a corner, took off her shoes, knelt down to rub, and finally broke down in the snow.

""a step far"."

Even if you are one of my secrets.

There will always be a distance between us.

No more, no less, just where we can see and touch each other.

Just right, one step away.

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Note: "One Step Away" is a tango dance piece, a classic dance section in "Scent of a Woman". The name is just borrowed here, not the song.They danced the waltz, I can't imagine Brother Lou dancing the tango...

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