Cold weapons are a man's romance

The police officer who took Roman's statement sighed in awe while recording his confession: "Wow, you used to be a fencer? No wonder you can easily subdue that guy. Professional is different!"

Roman humbly thanked him for his compliment.Although I was praised, my mood didn't get much better.He wanted to say that the moves he used had little to do with fencing, but he thought it was fine.Mr. Police probably didn't want to listen to his long-winded military summary.

After finishing the record, he and Alyssa's mother and daughter were able to go home in a police car.It was time for Enya to go to bed, so she nodded sleepily.After going through such a thrilling encounter, she can still sleep peacefully. Should it be said that this child has the demeanor of a general who is not afraid of danger, or should it be said that she has a big heart?

Regardless, Roman is happy that his little angel is safe and sound.If Enya is injured, regardless of whether the man contributed half of his DNA to Enya, Roman will beat him until he can't take care of himself, and by the way, kill Enya's future siblings who may be born in the cradle.

They didn't go back to Alisa's house.Alisa's house was in a mess, and they had no time to clean it up when they were picked up by the police.The power distribution box has not been repaired, and modern people cannot stay in a place without electricity for more than half a day.What's more, the police may have to collect physical evidence in the house, such as fingerprints, so that they can send the man to prison with unassailable evidence in court in the future.

So they went back to Roman's house.Roman held the drowsy little girl, and Alisa followed them in a blanket.In the elevator, Roman ran into his good neighbor, the old lady who was holding a cat.Today she favors a long-haired Siamese cat.She looked at the three people with her in disbelief, and then quickly turned her eyes away to stare at the advertisement on the wall, as if she saw something she shouldn't have seen.Roman is determined to ask her what's going on tomorrow.

A single man's apartment does not need a guest room, and Roman has arranged the extra room into a study and a trophy display room, and now he realizes his short-sightedness.He put Alisa mother and daughter in his bedroom, and he had to sleep on the sofa.

Alisa often came to his house to play, so she borrowed the bathroom familiarly.Roman carried the sleeping Enya to the bed and took off her little shoes.He remembered that Enya liked to sleep with a teddy bear in his arms, but it was a pity that Roman's house didn't have such cute props, so he had to stuff Enya with a pillow and make up for it, hoping that she wouldn't be disgusted when she woke up.

He dimmed the lights and was about to tiptoe out of the room, but a small hand suddenly grabbed his clothes and tugged lightly.

"Roman." Enya covered half of her small face with a pillow, and opened her eyes wide.

"...So you haven't fallen asleep?" The child's acting skills are so realistic that even Roman was fooled.

"Thank you." said the girl.

Roman couldn't help showing an old father's kind smile. "It's my duty."

"No, you could have run away, no one would blame you, even your mother told you to. But you stayed. Why did you do that?"

"To protect you, silly boy."

Enya touched the gauze on Roman's face, "You are still injured. Will there be scars? There was a child in kindergarten who bumped his head, and then his eyebrows were permanently missing. Will you do the same?"

"I don't think so...probably not."

"And I hope not. Otherwise, Cesar will die of grief."

Why did the topic somehow come to Cesar again?

"What's the matter with Kancisar?"

"I hope you're well. I think Cesar feels the same way."

Roman can't understand the wonderful thinking of children. Their world is very different from that of adults, as if it is based on another logic.Enya, he thought, might mean "everyone wants you to be alright"?It's just that Cesar has been close to her recently, so she uses him as an example.

Roman tucked in the quilt for the girl. "Don't talk about those things that are available. Go to sleep."

Enya buried her little head in the pillow and said in a low voice, "Roman, you are like a hero."

"Thank you." Roman smiled.

"At that time, you obviously didn't have a sword in your hand, but you looked more like a hero than when you held a sword."

Roman's heart warmed.The girl's words unsealed a certain memory in the depths of his mind, as if a slit had been opened in the box that sealed the past, revealing a little golden light.But it will be a while before that light fully emerges.Roman kissed the girl's forehead as a goodnight kiss.Enya closed her eyes contentedly.

He left the bedroom and closed the door gently.The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.Alisa came out wearing a large bath towel, her wet hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall of gold.Roman glanced at her delicate curves under the towel, and finally fell on her dripping hair.

"Blow dry, don't wet my pillow," he said.

"Wow, that's what you say to a lady who just had a major life blow?"

"You don't look like you've been hit at all. You look like 'I'm happy that my husband is dead'."

"If he really died, I would be relieved." Alisa collapsed on the sofa. "At that time, he said that he didn't want to be dragged down by his family. He wanted to start a business before starting a family, so he disappeared without a trace when he heard that I was pregnant. No trace. Now he is back again, saying that he longs for the warmth of the family, that the child cannot live without a father. Fart. He just planned to come back to eat my soft rice because he failed to start a business. I was really stunned by the beauty. I will fall in love with that kind of stinky man!"

Roman didn't know whether to smile at the right time or to comfort him at this time.Alisa's habit of being obsessed with handsome men has not changed, but compared with Girls' Generation, she is much calmer and more mature. (By the way, how many women are not obsessed with handsome guys?)

"You'll meet good men," Roman said.Humphrey is pretty good.he thought.Although the appearance of the hulking man does not meet Alisa's usual aesthetics, the most important thing is the beauty of the heart, isn't it?

"It doesn't matter if I don't meet you. I've already figured it out. I can raise Enya by myself, it doesn't matter if there is a man or not. I don't need a man, I just need love."

"Uh, I'm also a man. If I don't help you from time to time, it's still unknown whether you can raise Enya safely."

"God Roman, didn't you realize that in the book "Life of Alisa", even if your character is changed to a woman, it doesn't affect the plot at all? You take care of the children for me, and I will find you a job. We They are completely good sisters who are childhood sweethearts and help each other!"

Roman turned pale with shock: "You have always treated me as a woman too?!"

"Why do you say 'also'?"

"Cesar said something similar, he said he never thought of me as a normal man. Am I that shitty?"

Alisa glared at him bitterly. "You're finished Roman, you're really finished. It's a miracle of life that Cesar hasn't been kicked to death by you until now."

After that, she got up and walked to the bedroom.Roman tried to tell him to dry his hair, but she had closed the door.Forget it, I have to change the pillowcase tomorrow.If Alisa had the misfortune to catch a cold, she deserved it.

He sat on the sofa for a while, thinking about the meaning of Alisa's words.Just now she was wearing a bath towel that could only cover her body, and she sat on the sofa and chatted with him for so long, but he was actually indifferent to her beautiful body.Is he... is he...

"Should I go to the hospital to see the andrology department?" Roman touched his chin and thought for a long time.

***

The next day, Alisa got up early to go to work. Even if she almost died last night, she had to go to work today.For wage earners, whether the sun will rise as usual is unknown, but shifts will always be on.This is how capitalism exploits the miserable working people.

Roman sent Enya to the interest class, and then went to his own interest class.He came to the Aurora Club with a sword.He withdrew from the history reenactment campaign, and should spend more of his free time on swordsmanship learning.He hadn't forgotten Edward's challenge.If he loses to that guy, he still doesn't know how to talk nonsense.

"What's wrong with your face Roman?!" Seeing his face, Lindsay screamed, "Cesar still said you're fine! That big liar!"

Roman touched the gauze on his face, and hurriedly justified Cesar: "I'm indeed fine. I accidentally injured it myself last night. Don't make it look like I'm disabled, okay?"

"To you, being disfigured is almost like being disabled!"

"...Do you mean that only the part above my neck is useful?"

Lindsay's call like an air-raid siren drew Cesar.His injured arm was wrapped in a white plaster cast and hung around his neck, complementing Roman with gauze on his face.The uninitiated might think they were participating in the Dunkirk evacuation.

"Your face..." Cesar opened his mouth wide in horror, almost as a cameo for a passerby who was attacked by a great white shark in "Jaws".

"Okay, I've said it's no big deal." Roman pulled Cesar aside and said in a low voice, "Something happened last night. Don't say anything, what if you scare the ladies?"

He succinctly described the adventures of last night.The more Cesar heard it, the more gloomy his face became, and finally Roman even heard him gnashing his teeth.

As for being so angry?Roman thought.He has such a good relationship with Alyssa, so he feels wronged for her?

"Don't worry, Alyssa and Enya are fine, and the man has been controlled by the police..."

"What's the matter with you?" Cesar interrupted him.

"Ah?" Roman was stunned, and subconsciously apologized, "I'm sorry I didn't protect Alisa well..."

"Why don't you protect yourself?!"

"I wasn't injured either... Well, it wasn't a serious injury." Compared with Cesar's broken arm, the thin scar on his face was really not a serious injury.

Cesar's uninjured hand grabbed Roman's skirt, wishing he could smash the plaster cast on the spot, and slapped him wildly with the other hand.

"What do you think it's because of it? It's your luck, motherfucker! You're lucky this time, but what if you're unlucky? Am I going to have to meet you in the morgue? How many times have I told you to stay safe Don't take any chances, have you never heard of it?"

"How can you say I'm taking an 'adventure'?" Roman couldn't help retorting, "So saving people is an 'adventure' in your eyes?"

"Oh, let me put it in a euphemistic way, what do you think of 'being a hero'? Do you think that after learning a few tricks of three-legged cat kung fu, you can fight others alone outside the arena? You obviously have a perfect plan to deal with that man, but you But he chose the most dangerous method—it was simply a joke with his own life!"

This guy didn't care about his injury first, and finally let him down!Who is this!Roman thought.