The young killer of ancient times

Instructing him to go back and practice hard, Mubai listened without saying a word, and nodded emphatically from time to time.

Qin Zimo walked over from the side, seeing the way the two got along, he couldn't help frowning slightly, he walked over quickly, with a familiar gentle smile on his face, and sent the girl away with a few words After finishing all this, he turned his head to look at Mubai beside him.

Mubai frowned, and seemed to be dissatisfied with his own performance. Qin Zimo remembered Mubai's performance in class, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly deepened, until Mubai looked at him, and he was busy. Confidently put away the enlarged curvature of the corners of his mouth, and tried to maintain his usual tone of comfort, "Mubai, don't think too much, boys are not good at dancing."

Mubai looked at him for several times with an inexplicable expression, and finally nodded in frustration. He felt that his performance was terrible. He even felt that this was probably the second problem he encountered in class besides English. .

Seemingly seeing that Mubai's mood still hasn't improved, he pondered for a while, then said again, "Actually, this will become proficient with more practice, the teacher shouldn't make things difficult for us, don't worry."

Mu Bai forcefully pursed his lips, and nodded slightly.

When Han Luo returned to the dormitory, Mubai was practicing movements with stiff arms and legs, Han Luo couldn't help being startled when he saw his appearance, he couldn't hold back after holding back for a long time, and laughed softly.

Mubai's face was stained red, he quickly withdrew his posture, lowered his head and put his hands behind his back, pretending to look out of the window solemnly, but the corners of his eyes were always paying attention to Han Luo's movements, Han Luo saw his movements, pondered for a moment, Cai said in a deep voice with a half-smile, "When did you learn to imitate a robot? You're pretty good at it."

Mubai frowned, turned his head sideways and saw the teasing expression on Han Luo's face, his face suddenly sank, a feeling of embarrassment or shyness came to his mind, he snorted heavily, He took a few steps to his desk and sat down without even looking at Han Luo.

Although Han Luo could see that he seemed to be really annoyed, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be stopped. He rubbed his cheeks to make his expression more natural, and then walked to Mubai's room. sat down beside him.

He pretended to be careless and said in a low voice, "I remember I also learned it when I was a freshman, but the one I learned was the national standard, not the mechanical dance." While talking, he paid attention to Mubai's expression, the latter heard When he said this, he couldn't help frowning even tighter, and he even turned his head away in anger.

Han Luo raised his eyebrows, and continued to speak unhurriedly, "I remember that when I was a freshman, I participated in the provincial ballroom dance competition. It seems that I won a second or third prize." Mu When Bai heard this, his eyes lit up suddenly, he turned his head slowly, and his ears perked up, but he still didn't speak.

Seeing Yu'er approaching, Han Luo calmed down more slowly. He cleared his throat, straightened his collar, and then tentatively said, "I don't know if someone is interested in giving up the mechanical dance and learning from me." National standard?"

Mubai turned his face, stared at him for a while, and then hesitated with a stiff face, "Are you free?" He felt like a child who lost his temper, but this feeling was very He never knew that making trouble was such a sweet thing.

This makes him feel that he is really alive, living like an ordinary person, he can have many emotions, and there are objects to vent his emotions, he can laugh freely, be sad, dissatisfied, or feel sweet.

Having more and more emotions made Mubai feel satisfied, but at the same time he was satisfied, he began to fear, he began to fear that one day all this would suddenly be lost again, he feared that one day he would return to the past world again, he Started to dread the old life.

There is a difference between never having it and having it and then losing it. The former is bewildered while the latter is painful. Mubai even feels that if he really loses all of this, maybe he will run away desperately like Fifth Senior Brother, to escape from the past. Everything, because he wants to protect his current life, and wants to always have everything today.

No matter what lies ahead, what the future holds.He will never let those become things that stop him. He will try his best to protect everything now, even if it takes his life, he will not back down a bit.

Everything that will become a hindrance will be killed without mercy.

A flash of sharpness flashed in Mubai's eyes, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists forcefully. If Han Luo wasn't putting on a show right now, he might have noticed his abnormality. Fortunately, he didn't notice anything. Answered Mubai's previous question in a low voice, "You guys only have a class once a week, how much can you learn, I spend half an hour every day teaching you, it's more than enough."

Mubai was brought back to his senses by Han Luo's words, he looked at Han Luo with clear eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, the annoyance just now was far away by him, he smiled shallowly , with a touch of warmth in her tone, "Then, I'll leave it to you."

Han Luo looked at him sideways, and after seeing the expression on his face, he finally couldn't help it, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The author has something to say: In fact, it seems that boys don’t need to learn the national standard, but a certain person thinks that dancing is very beautiful~so~haha~

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54. Feeling of trust...

The sunshine outside the window is just right, and the approach of spring has made the weather much warmer. Green shoots are beginning to appear on the branches, and occasionally one or two birds will chirp and make noise.All this failed to make Mubai pay any attention to it. He is currently in the dormitory, preparing to practice the basic steps of ballroom dancing with Han Luo.

Han Luo demonstrated once on the side, and shook his head helplessly after seeing Mubai's movements, he approached him, stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and said in a low and soft voice, "Don't be so nervous, and You were not asked to do anything bad, why are you so nervous."

Mubai didn't know how to relieve this situation, so he could only curl his lips, looked up at Han Luo, his eyes were full of bewilderment, Han Luo gently held his hand, feeling the warm feeling coming from the palm of his hand. Body temperature, his heart was suddenly filled with something, he was not willing to let go of Mubai's hand, so he simply stood in front of him.

"That's good, I'll be your dance partner. If you dance like this, you may learn faster." He said with a serious face, as if he really only thought this way, and it wasn't because of his own selfishness. This is done in general.

Mubai easily accepted what he said, he nodded lightly, obediently responded, and focused more on his steps.Han Luo easily held Mubai's left hand, the other hand led Mubai to his back, and then put his own hand on Mubai's shoulder.

This posture is very intimate, the two people's chests are facing sideways, and the sound of each other's breathing can be heard from one side of the face. It was not until Han Luo adjusted the posture of the two that Mubai realized that he raised his eyes and looked. Han Luo suddenly realized that the other party's face was right in front of his eyes.

He could almost see his eyelashes, his faint eyebrows and his slightly gentle gaze, he could even hear the ups and downs of Han Luo's breathing, and feel the frequency of his heartbeat from his breathing, this frequency It seemed that it affected himself as well, Mubai felt his heart beat as if following Han Luo's breathing.

He looked away abruptly, his eyes flicked from Han Luo's cheeks, and then stopped at his ear, he suppressed his emotions, and said in a low voice, "Start practicing."

His voice rang in Han Luo's ears. Han Luo felt as if his ears were being gently scratched by a feather. The numbness and itchiness spread from his ears to his whole body. He could hardly bear it. He wanted to sigh because of this numbness, but when he saw Mu Bai's face close at hand, he suppressed the sigh again.

Although the object of the practice was changed to a boy, and the opponent was Han Luo who Mubai was very familiar with, his limb stiffness still didn't improve much. He originally thought it was because he rarely had contact with girls, or because he had never danced before. Because of this, I made myself so nervous.

However, now it seems that it is not because of this. The reason why he is so stiff is because such a short distance has exceeded his safety limit. Even though he has lost a lot of instincts as a killer, such a short distance still makes him There was a sense of crisis.

All his nerves subconsciously began to be on guard and vigilance, which prevented his movements from reaching normal standards.Han Luo stopped in his tracks helplessly, looked at Mubai with puzzled eyes, and asked puzzledly, "What are you nervous about? It's just dancing, do you need to be so nervous?"

Mubai didn't know how to answer his question, so he could only remain silent, and gently turned his eyes away. Seeing his expression, Han Luo frowned slightly puzzled, and finally could only sigh softly.

"Forget it, take it easy, treat it like you're practicing martial arts, just follow my footsteps, don't think too much." Han Luo didn't bring up this topic again, but comforted Mubai as softly as possible, he even He felt that perhaps he had never been so gentle to grandma, after all grandma's personality was quite different from Mubai's.

Mubai nodded slightly, didn't say much, tried his best to relax his muscles, and then walked back and forth following Han Luo's footsteps,