[Tutor] I'm really just a weak dodder flower

The Easter holiday wasn't long, so we went back to school after a few days at home.

No one told me what was going on with MM, Liu Dao Mu said he would handle it himself, and then I haven't seen him.

Since I dreamed of Liudaoku, my sleep quality has become worse and worse. At first, I could barely sleep for eight hours. On the second day after returning to school, I only slept for five hours, at three or four o'clock in the morning Just woke up.

Callum was still asleep.I didn't want to disturb her sleep, so I gently took a small bag from the drawer of the bedside table, opened the door of the dormitory and walked out barefoot.

The night wind at the end of April and the beginning of May was quite strong, and when I stepped on the marble floor of the dormitory corridor, I felt a subtly chilling chill.I fumbled a couple of handfuls in the small bag before pulling out a pack of ladies' cigarettes.

I don't like smoking, and I have a bad voice. For a woman like me, a bad voice is a minus.

I bought cigarettes by chance when I was shopping in the store some time ago. At that time, I didn't know why I bought them. Anyway, I bought them anyway, and I kept throwing them in my bag and never took them out.

I took one, stuffed the cigarette holder into my mouth, and fumbled in my bag twice, only to realize that I didn't buy a lighter at all.

So he lowered his voice and squeezed out a curse from his throat.

The place where I was sitting was facing the window in the corridor of the dormitory building. From this angle, I could see the playground behind the girls' dormitory.There are no people in the playground at this point, and no one will run in the morning until after five o'clock in the morning.

I bit my cigarette and inserted my fingers into my hair and scratched it hard twice.

To be honest, I'm a little afraid that Liu Dao Mu really doesn't care about MM's life or death.Anyway, that girl went to see Bai Lan because of me. If something happened to her, my conscience would not be able to bear it.

It's funny, I, a native of the Mafia, still have such a thing as a conscience.

I remembered the dream I had repeatedly. There were countless corpses lying on the endless coastline. I kept running forward, but I couldn't figure out where I was going.

There are too many corpses behind me, one more is not too many, and one less is not too many.

The only difference between MM and them seems to be that she once had contact with me for a short period of time.

I've always thought of myself as a ruthless guy, but it turns out I'm not.At least I will pay some attention to the people I have admired, and I am not too happy to see them disappear from the world.

I bit the cigarette holder, and the smell of tobacco temporarily soothed the restless emotions.

Maybe I should pick a time to ask about Liu Dao Mu MM.I think.Bai Lan is not a good thing, if Liu Dao Mu didn't go to see him, MM might really be killed.

"Insufficient sleep is the natural enemy of the skin." The calm voice of the young man came from behind.

I didn't bother to look back at him: "This is the girls' dormitory, Mr. Liu Dao, I suggest you leave here immediately, or I will consider shouting 'There are hooligans'."

"You won't." Liu Dao Mu walked up to me and sat down, "If you don't want to be regarded as crazy."

"You can give it a try." I took the cigarette out from between my teeth, and wrapped it tightly with a tissue. "The illusion shielding facilities in the school are still very good."

If you just attach to a certain person and show that level of illusion, the illusion shielding system set up by the school will not be activated, but if Liudaoku really wants to use illusion to confuse someone, the security system will not hesitate to block it. He becomes an ordinary person.

The young man smiled and said nothing.

I know this is as unacceptable as questioning his incompetence, but compared to Liudao Mukuro's ability, I am more willing to believe in the school's security facilities-I heard that two years ago, illusionists tried to make trouble in the dormitory, and the last person was arrested. It was thrown out of the school district in a big way.

I hung my head and stared at my toes in a daze.To be honest, I don't really want to talk to Liudao Mukui. My experience tells me that this person is a typical example of pushing his nose and face. As long as you give him a good face, he will have a way to jump back and forth on the edge of your berserk? Q.

Rokudokuro sat beside me quietly.The ring of hell was worn by the young man, and it looked even more ferocious under the moonlight.

Coulom shouldn't be awake yet, she wakes up later than me, at least before seven o'clock, my cute little roommate won't wake up naturally.

The young man stretched out his hand to pick up the small bag I left beside him. He took out the box of women's cigarettes from the bag. He didn't mind that the target of the cigarettes was not himself at all, so he took a lighter from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

I had a feeling that I had lost me, so I hid the cigarette case with my hands, took out a new cigarette and put it in my mouth.

"Borrow a fire?"

Hearing this, the young man lowered his head and pressed the tip of his cigarette against the one in my mouth.Our faces were so close that I could see each other's slender eyelashes and slightly curved mouth.

Liu Dao Mukuro really has a good skin, the kind that can be regarded as top-notch in the whole of Italy.

The opposite of his skin is his neurotic style of dealing with affairs and his so-called "gentlemanly demeanor" that is so hypocritical that people don't bother to expose it.

The cigarette was lit, but the young man's face did not withdraw.His forehead was still touching mine, fine ash fell on the marble stairs with our movements, and the golden-orange sparks struggled twice in the dark patterns, and then reluctantly went out.

Rokudo Mukuro's hand propped up the stairs and landed next to my thigh, and only then did I notice that his skin was much exaggerated and abnormally pale than mine.

Only people who have not seen the sun all year round will have such skin.

I forgot for a moment that I still had a cigarette in my mouth, and took a sharp breath to talk. The unenjoyable smell of cigarettes rushed into my body along the throat, and I couldn't help but hold the cigarette and cough.

Liu Dao Mukuro moved his face away, and he resumed the posture that he was standing side by side with me just now, taking a puff of cigarette skillfully.

I coughed until tears came out.

"If you don't know how to smoke, don't smoke." After my cough became quieter, the young man said slowly, "Look, if you cough twice, the students on this floor will be woken up by your cough."

I took the cigarette out of my mouth and glared at him: "You care about me?"

"I'm just reminding you kindly." He shrugged.

After all, it is not a serious school, and there are quite a few girls who can smoke in the school. I know that in private, many people think that I should be the type who smokes, drinks, or even takes drugs, but in fact, I can't even smoke.

Everyone felt that learning combat skills was hard work, but no one thought about whether it would be even harder to maintain their beauty.

I raised my hand to wipe away the water droplets overflowing from the corners of my eyes, put the cigarette back in my mouth and drank it, and let it burn by itself, "What's the matter with MM?"

"What's the matter?" Liudao Mu raised his eyebrows, "Do you still expect me to say, don't worry, I'll get her and come right away?"

"She belongs to you." I couldn't help frowning, "Something happened to your person, is this your reaction?"

"Then what do you think I should react?" The young man turned his head to look at my face with a half-smile, "Is it a waste of time and energy to rescue a combat force that is not that important at all? Cecilia, I thought We agree on this matter.”

I bit down on the cigarette holder hard.

Liu Dao Mu is right.If MM is not an important person, it is not a bad idea to give up her under special circumstances.

Bai Lan is not an easy character to deal with, and forcibly conflicting with him is likely to lose more combat power than a MM.But everyone understands the truth, it's another matter whether you can be ruthless.

I have always regarded myself as a mafia, but I also know that I am not a qualified mafia.

In front of people I know or even have a crush on, I can't put my interests first.

It's like I knew that Coulom approached me for something, but I still accepted her kindness without hesitation.

"You are really similar to him," the young man sighed with a half-smile, "Even if you are cornered, you don't want to abandon the companion you think... Maybe you don't feel it yourself, but in fact, compared to us, you He is the most terrible perpetrator.”

I blinked: "Him?"

"?g Tian Tsunayoshi." Liu Daokuo gave a name I hadn't thought of.

"Don't be kidding, I don't look like Mr. Tian at all."

"Maybe." He answered vaguely, obviously not wanting to continue the topic, "Are you in a better mood, go to sleep when you are in a better mood, I remember you have class tomorrow morning?"

The author has something to say:

The transitional festival, 27 will close the net

69’s comment on 27, let’s draw a key point first

69: Crazy Hints

Cecilia: (I can't get it at all)