The teacher was always distressedly busy, I applied the ointment at the end of the training, and then unceremoniously pushed me to the training ground. Memorizing training is my weakness. The teacher has given me purpose information. I can't remember the main points clearly. I often confuse the characters' habits and hobbies with the scope of work. At that time, I ate a lot of whips. Fortunately, I have a sensitive nose, and I can recognize the different postures of each person without training. For example, the bright sunshine on my brother, the mature feminine charm on the teacher, and of course, remember the taste of hundreds of famous perfumes for me. It's a piece of cake. What other hidden weapons fly in the dark night with hearing recognition? Hold your breath and find an exit in a room full of smoke. One year of training has made me a qualified killer.
In the last training, the teacher asked me to prepare for a full week, and then entered through a dark tunnel, waiting for me is an unknown danger. Dark night recognition is my strong point. I easily escaped the spikes installed on the wall and the traps on the ground, and my hair slammed into the hidden weapon. All this was too simple for me. But the next challenge is really stressful. I can almost feel the cold of the blade sweeping the tip of my nose. If it weren’t for the vajra iron bridge to avoid this inevitable cut, I’m definitely different now. It's done, fighting, doing nothing with nothing, avoiding fatal bites and scratches. I don't know if there is any poison on the person's body. I dare not relax a bit, because the teacher told me that the killer has only one chance.
When I tied my opponent firmly by the ribbon that fell from my wrist, I smiled and touched the light switch in the dark tunnel. Before turning on the light, I smiled and said, "Teacher, I won." The teacher did not. I felt gratified because I was a teacher. Instead, I told a lot of her stories on the night when the two were separated. It turned out that the teacher was also a kind-hearted woman, and it turned out that the teacher also had unspeakable sadness in his heart.
"Lin, kindness is sometimes a kind of harm. And you are destined to pay for your kindness." When the teacher's last words were still in my ears, I was sixteen years old. The elder brother successfully defeated all the challengers. He became the head of the Liang family. He even became the king of the east. People called him Mr. Liang. I haven't seen his focused expression sketching with a paintbrush for many years. He is too busy and tired.
I said that I want to protect my brother's future, so I didn't hesitate to join the seven kills he organized. Hidden killing of Liang Lin is my title. I am good at hiding in the downtown area and completing impossible tasks in full view. I also have my own rules: I am a killer who does not kill. The secret of killing Liang Lin in secret is that every target that should die has survived. I can complete the task that my brother gave me very well, but I cannot kill these enemies that have failed. Yes, I am really kind. Overdone.
When I was eighteen years old, the family made an important decision. The Liang family was going to take control of the Central Plains. As an ordinary girl, I entered a university. There was my task to get rid of a guy named Feng. .
The first time I saw Feng, I was really embarrassed. It happened to be a heavy rain that day. When I hurried out without an umbrella, I was stopped by the road by the heavy rain. Seeing that the little tree that sheltered from the rain was overwhelmed, I hit it. The umbrella helped me stop the cold rain. The owner of the umbrella was a handsome boy. At this time, he freed up a hand to feel the green tea-scented facial tissue and handed it friendly.
"Thank you, thank you." The wet hair made me sneezed. After receiving the tissue, I carefully dried my hair before I was able to observe the boy in front of me. The tall stature, the slashed face, the corners of the eyes and the lips are smiling, similar to his brother, except that there are some inadvertent impurities in that smile. It was melancholy, Lin affirmed in her heart.
"Hello, my name is Feng." Feng held the umbrella and sent Lin back to the dormitory, but did not ask for Lin's phone number like the hungry students. He waved his hand and disappeared into the rain and fog.
Why doesn't he ask me for a phone call? How does he know that I will definitely not call him? Lin grabbed the pack of tissue that Feng gave him just now, and buried her head deeply in the quilt.
When I met again, it was at the school dance party. Young men and women danced their youth freely on the dance floor. Two of them were particularly conspicuous. The sober floral dance skirt sets off Lin’s charm. She is so beautiful that half of the boys want to strike up a conversation with the woman who walks out of this picture. It’s a pity that the reserved lady refused all invitations. She doesn’t seem to be keen on it. Communicative. Maple is a strange flower at another ball. Sitting alone in the corner, holding a glass of whiskey and enjoying the mellow taste in a leisurely manner, it seems that the lively ball has nothing to do with him, and the decent shirts and suits don't seem to be prepared for the ball. It’s normal to drink at a dance party, but a handsome boy politely declined all invitations to drink a night’s drink. This is a bit strange. Many girls are whispering, is this handsome guy a curvy guy
"Thank you for the umbrella that day, can you please do a dance?" Lin's voice circulated like a yellow oriole. Feng looked at Lin's floral dance skirt. The loneliness and exhaustion in his eyes seemed to be infected by something, almost Without hesitation, the pair of Bi people became the focus on the dance floor.
"Look, see, it turns out that people are waiting for someone." The jealous girls were all talking in whispers.
"It's that Maple, I have to accept our invitation." Feng is a famous university student, and the boys naturally know where their gap lies.
Feng just wooed Lin as a matter of course, but unfortunately the always handsome face and incomparable charm lost its effect for the first time, and Feng received a good person card. Seeing Lin disappear in the corridor, Feng said goodbye to her impulse in a frustrated manner.
It's really not that I don't like you, there are really unspeakable reasons. I watched the mission that the family had just sent to make this boy named Feng disappear. Since it is my goal, don't start a fruitless love.
Love is really a very strange force, it can affect the actions of both parties subtly. Although I gave him a good person card, I will definitely not go to the study room that Feng likes to go to. I will definitely not go to the cafeteria that Feng often goes to. Feng likes to haunt the bars in front of the school, so I never go in that direction. After half a year has passed, I was sitting on the plane back home and found out that under my careful arrangements time and time again, I let the target "accurately" miss me.