Luo Ye's first reaction was that the arm in his hand was very smooth and slender. There was no doubt that it was a woman's arm. Few people can walk behind him quietly and reach out their arms to touch him, even fewer women. Or to be precise, the female killer—
He raised his eyes to see the pretty and painful face of the bar piano player Maggie, her body deflected, her skirt that didn't fit was also full of folds, her joints creaked, her voice deformed, "It hurts! Brother Luo, let go!"
Her expression reminded Luo Ye of Peter Ma, but Peter Ma was not as cunning as her.
Luo Ye let go and sat back in his seat calmly, "When did you come in?"
"Just now—" Maggie frowned and rubbed the pain in her shoulder, "I saw that arrogant woman walked away, thinking that there was no one in the quiet bar, but I found out that Brother Luo was drunk on the table, so I stretched out my hand to help. You give it a hand."
"Really? Do you think I was drunk?" Luo Ye chuckled lightly, leaving Maggie's pale face and staying on the empty wine bottle.
"You drank a bottle of gin!" Maggie yelled, as if to say something extraordinary.
"I only drank a few glasses. Most of the bottle was drunk by the last woman." Luo Ye paused and added: "One sip."
Maggie blinked, seeming not to believe it.
"Your heartbeat is chaotic." Luo Ye's icy gaze seemed to poke into Maggie's body, making her cringe like an inch behind.
Maggie hurriedly stopped her subconscious withdrawal, and stood still hard, pretending to be puzzled. "Brother Luo? I don't quite understand what you are saying, do you want me to get you some wine?" She wanted to leave here with excuses.
"No need." Luo Ye waved his hand, "If I drink it again, I'm afraid I won't even know how to die."
Maggie held her breath, her body stiff as a spear. She is not sure whether Luo Ye has discovered her identity, but she has used all of her life-long learning—Luo Ye was meditating at the time. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as long as she can get close to Luo Ye without being discovered. Then she can proudly declare to the teacher that Ye Luosha is nothing more than that, she is the king of killers!
So she tried to keep her heartbeat at the same frequency as Luo Ye's heartbeat. He could only hear a rhythmic beating, and matched his own steps and movements with the heartbeat—she did everything, but it was a pity that Luo Ye managed to subdue her with one move.
What is luck. Or is it due to the strength of Yeluosha? It must be luck, Maggie thought, it must be luck.
"Come here, sit down." Luo Ye said calmly.
Maggie put her fingers on her shoulders for a while, and the first thought that flashed in her mind was to turn around and run away-but who can escape from Ye Luosha? Do not. nobody. The teacher's instructions echoed in her ears, she subconsciously licked her lips, and said softly: "I'm just a piano player, so... not so good."
"Sit down." Luo Ye repeated it again.
Maggie was bloodless and nodded slowly, "Okay." She couldn't hide her horrified eyes from the commanding gaze of the man opposite, and could only sit on the seat silently with her head down. She was leaning on her side, butt only half a chair. As if you could really turn around and escape.
"Your skirt is crooked." Luo Ye pointed out.
Maggie quickly reached out to smooth the skirt. Raise the tube top to a suitable position. "I'm sorry, Brother Luo, I don't have any other clothes to wear. I can only do this for the time being. Please don't take it off from Brother Luo."
Luo Ye continued to smile coldly, "You look nervous. Your heartbeat is twice as fast as mine."
"Twice more than..." Maggie hurriedly stopped, and she realized that she was too competitive. So much so that I missed my mouth.
Fortunately, Luo Ye just looked at her quietly, and did not speak.
The clock is ticking. But everything around it seemed to be still. The silence is like a needle, making Maggie regret every behavior just now, whether it's good or bad, wrong or right, regret it all. She began to blame herself for not being too hasty, even thinking about begging for mercy, and telling everything and everything, but it was useless. According to legend, Ye Luosha had no mercy, and begging for mercy was useless. As long as Ye Luosha wanted to kill, even the god of death would come. Unable to stop. Now, she can only hope that Luo Ye did not discover her identity and purpose.
"Talk about your teacher." Luo Ye said suddenly.
"Old teacher?" Maggie was unprepared and almost bounced off her chair.
"Aren't you both of your parents dead?" Luo Ye said, "Then someone should teach you to play the piano? Talk to me and talk about his situation."
"I don't remember—" Maggie said nonsense: "She is a-female, a very kind and smiling old lady, uh, her eyes are bright, but she is short and thin, and a gust of wind can blow her. Run, that's basically it."
"Is he dead?" Luo Ye asked.
"I don't know," Maggie shrugged, "I haven't been in contact with her for a long time. She taught me piano or it was when I was in elementary school. I didn't see her again in middle school. She shouldn't die."
"If I kill him, will you be sad?" Luo Ye asked.
"I..." This is a temptation with traps. If Maggie answers no, then prove from the other hand that she cares a lot. "I'll be sad, but I'm afraid I won't go to the funeral. After all, the relationship is not that close. It's Luo brother, murder is a crime. I still expect you to pay me a salary."
Luo Ye smiled, "If I said he died because of your recklessness, what would you do?"
Maggie felt tight all over her body, "Brother Luo—"
"It's just hypothesis," Luo Ye said, "answer my question."
Maggie took a breath, "I will be very guilty, and then I will ask you for justice." She found that her voice was as dry as the dust of yesterday.
"Get justice?" Luo Ye's eyebrows frowned, "Are you mean to kill me?"
Maggie straightened her chest, "Yes."
Luo Ye pondered for a moment, then nodded gently. "Perhaps you should have done this before I did it."
Maggie gritted her teeth, her body was ready to attack-but she told herself to calm down, "Maybe it is."
A satisfied smile appeared at the corner of Luo Ye's mouth. "It's nice to chat with you, and also very happy to hear that your teacher is still alive. Okay, let me play one of your teacher's favorite songs for me."
Maggie hesitated for a while, she didn't expect things to suddenly turn for the better. Why didn't Ye Luosha kill her? Or torture her? Didn't he see through her identity? Didn’t he know that she was a tuner’s student? "Play...Play the piano?"
Luo Ye just smiled and nodded, "Go."
Maggie quickly stood up and walked to the piano. It was like a new life to be able to escape from Ye Luosha. She controlled her trembling fingers and fumbled for the soft pressing and bounce on the black and white keys.
The moment the piano rang, all the confidence returned to Maggie. The tune is melodious, gentle and slightly sad, even she herself is deeply intoxicated. This is her teacher's favorite song, although Maggie only secretly listened to him once. The tuner never plays the piano in front of the students. Normally, he just sits at the piano with a guide stick. When he is unsatisfied, he will tap the student's finger bones with a thin stick. Don't look at him, no matter how Maggie hides, as long as there is a little mistake, he can't hide from the beating of the stick.
Therefore, when Maggie accidentally heard the tuner play this piece on the piano, she was immediately attracted. She was smart enough to memorize the scores by heart, and secretly simulate practice in her spare time, wanting Surprise the teacher. But at that time she was still young, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't produce shocking effects. Not only that, the difficulty of the tune is incredible, and she can't even imagine what kind of fingering the teacher is playing the melody with. After a few attempts, she finally couldn't help it, tapping the keyboard indiscriminately to vent her frustration.
When she turned around, she saw the tuner standing straight in the doorway. She thought the tuner would beat her, but the teacher pushed her away, sat down by the piano, and played it again without any distraction. At the end of the song, Maggie's moved tears filled her eyes, but the tuner coldly said to her, don't spoil this song any more, we are not worthy.
Since then, Maggie has never touched this piece of music again, just studied with the tuner carefully. When she finally learned to be self-reliant, the tuner gave her the last test, to survive for a month next to Ye Luosha.
Maggie thinks this is nothing great, she is eager to become famous in World War I, and eager to get more attention. Defeating or killing Luo Ye is the fastest way to gain recognition. Despite four years of silence, Luo Ye's position in the world's fourth place assassins has not been shaken. If she could...
The tuner shattered her daydream with severe admonitions. He told her not to underestimate Ye Luosha's strength. The real killer never writes the word kill on his face, no matter when, Don't show a little bit of murderous aura in front of Luo Ye, otherwise you will undoubtedly die.
Thinking about it now, the tuner was right. If she had the piano strings in her hand when she approached Luo Ye just now, it would be impossible to sit on the piano bench now. She originally thought that Ye Luosha would be afraid of her, but in fact, Luo Ye did not reveal her identity, but let her stay by her side, which made her even more panic. She felt like she was The owner of the sheep thrown into the sheepfold is not that she doesn't eat her, but that she is not fat enough.
This is only the first day, and there are still twenty-nine days of suffering. How can she persevere
At the end of the piano music, she raised her head and found that she was the only one left in Jingba. Luo Ye’s location is empty, Ye Luosha has long disappeared...
[Third more, dedicated to the immortal idol, brother Leslie Cheung, your songs, your dramas, your love and your fans, have spent my beautiful youth with me. "I am I am a firework with different colors, the sky is broad and the sky is wide, and I want to make the strongest foam..." Brother, how good is heaven? ]. . )