What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

Han breathed for a moment, his eyes became confused.

With the scent of tea lingering, Han Xi looked at Shu Xingmi and confirmed, "You...you have me in your heart? Are you serious about me?"

Shu Xingmi smiled and covered the back of Han's hand: "En."

Han Xi withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded, and retreated slightly in front of him, keeping a distance.

"What's wrong?" Shu Xingmi blinked, puzzled.

Does he not like me?impossible?Obviously already very close...

In Shu Xingmi's mind, he recalled all the things he got along with Han Xi before, although he didn't know each other for too long, but he probably likes him, right?

Shu Xingmi felt as if a wind chime was tied in his heart, shaking uncomfortably, he couldn't figure out Han Xi's thoughts.

Han Xi's eyes avoided: "I thought you wanted to find a bed partner on a whim."

He slept with Shu Xingmi in the first place to use him and complete his mission.

"You're lying," the smile on Shu Xingmi's face faded, "I like you, you know that, right?"

Han Xi shook his head: "In such a short period of time, it's impossible to fall in love with someone sincerely, right?"

"Then why didn't you kill me? Why did you show mercy?"

"I have my reasons."

"What, did you suddenly believe in Buddhism?" Shu Xingmi said expressionlessly.

Han Xi reached out to hold Shu Xingmi's wrist: "Are you angry?"

Shu Xingmi raised his hand to open Han Xi's hand, and remained silent.

The sweet tea that I swallowed just now was slightly bitter.

"Let's accompany each other like we are now, isn't it good?" Han Xi's voice softened.

"What about after that?" Shu Xingmi lowered his head slightly, unable to see his eyes clearly.

"In the future?" Han Xi blinked and smiled self-deprecatingly: "In our line of business...how can there be any future? Maybe I'll die tomorrow—no, maybe I'll die after we part with you today, I How can I promise you in the future?"

There is no such thing as a killer forever.

"You are dead, I will kill myself immediately, let you go."

Han Xi's heart seemed to be stabbed unexpectedly.

That's what he's afraid of.

"Farewell, I won't be able to survive in hell."

"Wash your hands in the golden basin and retire to the world, can't you?" Shu Xingmi's eyes almost begged.

Han Xi shook his head resolutely: "I can't retire yet. If you don't want to do this job... you can retire, find a lover to marry and have children, and live a stable life. You and I are still friends. What do you have in the future? If you need help, I will definitely help you."

"Just tell me if you like me or not."

"Is there any point in whether I like you or not? Anyway, this relationship is unlikely to have a happy ending..." Han Xi took a sip of tea, which was already a little cold, and it went cold to his heart: "If you want to grow old together, change Personally, I'm not suitable."

He likes him.

It is precisely because I like it that I can't be with him.

Because he knows that it is not happiness to make a pledge of love today and lose your lover tomorrow.

As for the killer, he will end up making a living without knowing when, how can he be worthy of the words "grow old together"?

"Why can't you retire? Do you have anything to do? I can help you." Shu Xingmi shook the teacup.

"The less you know, the safer you are. The more you know, the more dangerous you are. Grandfather didn't teach you this?" Han Xi stood up with a smile: "Let's stop here today. I can't come out for too long. I'm afraid people will be suspicious. I'll give you money for tea." I've already paid, so I'm leaving first."

"Wait, when will we meet next time?" Shu Xingmi stretched his legs to block Han Xi's path.

"See you by fate." Han said with a smile.

There was a touch of loneliness in his smile, and a reluctance that he tried to hide.

"No." Shu Xingmi buckled Han Xi's belt.

"Really gone."

Han Xi pushed away Shu Xingmi's hand, directly opened the window and jumped down, with his lightness kung fu, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shu Xingmi also jumped off, the streets and alleys were full of hawkers selling Tanabata lanterns, embroidered handkerchiefs and various accessories, and pedestrians coming and going blocked his sight.

He was like a child lost with his parents, or like a cat abandoned by his owner. He searched for a long time, but he couldn't find the cold breath.

I have no choice but to go back to the Spring Pavilion first.

In the future, if you want to find a cold breath, you can go to Mengdie Tea House or Tianxiangyuan to stay and wait for the rabbit. If you don’t believe it, you won’t be able to catch him.

Shu Xingmi angrily turned around and walked in the direction of Picking Spring Pavilion, when suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder.

When he turned around, it turned out to be a cold breath.

Where did this guy come from?

"You're back again?" Shu Xingmi's heartbeat suddenly became a mess.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to the Spring Pavilion." Han Xi patted Shu Xingmi on the back.

He walked halfway just now, and he was worried that Shu Xingmi would go back by himself. He was afraid that someone would stare at him, so it would be safer to send him back.

"Don't bother Fifth Master, I'm just a bed partner to you anyway, a bed partner dies when he dies, why do you send him here?" Shu Xingmi looked at Han's breath, and tortured his soul with his eyes.

Han Xi squeezed Shu Xingmi's cheek: "Why is this mouth so powerful?"

"Don't touch me." Shu Xingmi opened Han Xi's hand, turned around and left, murmured in his mouth: "Am I yours? You are allowed to touch me? How decent is it to move hands and feet—— "

When Han Xi came back to look for him, Shu Xingmi still felt warm in his heart, but his words were not forgiving.

"Zhulang wait for me..." Han Xi followed closely.

"Who is your Zhulang?"

In fact, the more Shu Xingmi is like this, the more Han Xi likes it in his heart.

Maybe he was born with a cheap bone, he doesn't like to listen to nice words, but he likes to say something with thorns, the more it pricks his heart, the happier he is.

Han Xi and Shu Xingmi took the path that is inaccessible, close and remote, so there is no need to worry about being followed.

When approaching the entrance of Shichun Pavilion, Han Xi watched Shu Xingmi enter the gate, then turned and left.

In the evening, Han Xi bought several boxes of cakes and sake, and went to her sister's grave.

He has a deceased sister, not his own sister. He begged when he was young, and there was a female beggar who was ten years older than him among the beggars. She would share with him any delicious food she begged for. depend on each other.

In the twilight, the grass in the cemetery is separated, and there are large and small monuments erected on the raised soil bags. It is very quiet. Even the summer wind blows here and can't bear to make noise. It seems to be silently mourning the death of the dead. people.

"Sister, I'm here to see you."

Han Xi poured a full glass of wine, and with a twist of his wrist, the cool liquid was poured on the side of the grave.

"Sister, someone told me today...he has me in his heart." Han Xi's smile was a bit bitter: "It seems that someone likes your incompetent brother."

"But I escaped, and I don't know how to face it." Han Xi lowered her head, and gently poured out her thoughts to the stele.

"Actually, I like him quite a lot. If you give me a chance to start a new life, if I can live a stable life, of course I am also willing..." Han Xi said halfway, and sighed: "I'm talking in my sleep again .”

"It's a coincidence that I dreamed of him last night. In the dream, I was still a little beggar, and he was a noble man in gold and silver. Then, I stretched out my hand and said, "Your Excellency, please do me a favor." Just a stutter', but 'Please love me, will you?'...It's so strange that I begged him to love me, and when I woke up, I thought it was ridiculous. When he showed his love to me today , I was shocked, the dream turned out to be reversed."

The cold breath rested on his forehead, and the light scent of wine mixed with the scent of green grass stuck to his trouser legs.

"I didn't dare to promise. What he wants is a lifetime, how can I afford it? I don't deserve it either," Han Xi said angrily, "Maybe it's safest for him not to associate with people like me. "

"If sister Izumi knew that, seeing that I became a killer, would she look down on me? Even if I want to wash my hands in a golden basin, I can't do it now. Since my hands are already covered with blood, I don't use it to defile the person I like. Yes. Sister, what do you say..."

The clouds in the sky have been dyed into gorgeous brocade. Not far away, many women go to the river to bathe their hair. Their laughter is clear and hazy, carefree.

Han Xi talked with her sister for a while, then went back to Fu Zhai.

When Shu Xingmi returned to Shichun Pavilion, the female assassins in the pavilion were watching the needle shadows around the water basin, and the grandfather ordered someone to build a Qiqiao building for the women to worship the moon.

He sat on the stone pier beside the small lotus pond, watching the fish swimming in the pond, thinking about his thoughts.

Han Xi should like him, otherwise, with his personality, he would directly point it out, and would not say "no future" and "no good death" like today.

He obviously wants to be nice to me, right?Shu Xingmi thought to himself.

However, Han Xi said that he could not wash his hands in a golden basin, and could not retire, so why?Could it be related to his life experience?

It seems that it is not enough to just confess and let him know that he likes him, but also to find a way to make him retreat.

Shu Xingmi planned to go to Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng tomorrow to find out about Han Xi's background and experience, so as to prescribe the right medicine.

"Senior brother, grandpa is calling you. You are in the conference hall, go quickly." The younger brother came running to pass the message.

Shu Xingmi went to the conference hall, where the grandfather was discussing with his subordinates about taking revenge on Cai Qiutang.

"They are counting against Qingjun this time, so we will set up a trap for their fifth master, and use him for a knife, an eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth, so that Qingjun can get out of this bad breath." The military adviser in the hall suggested to the grandfather road.

"Fifth Master? He can be considered as the hall master's right-hand man. If you take him down, it would be good to kill the hall master." When the grandfather said this, his eyes quietly glanced in Shu Xingmi's direction.

"It's absolutely impossible," Shu Xingmi hurried forward to salute his grandfather: "Grandfather think twice, if you want revenge, you can't touch Fifth Master."

"Oh?" The military adviser raised his eyebrows: "This seems to be the first time you have disobeyed your grandfather's order."