Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2465 Punish the world: sick dreamer (51)

  He knows that the more he gets to this time, the more calm he should be, but he seems to be unable to control his emotions at all.

  As long as the thought of that person will disappear, the hostility that deliberately suppresses in my heart cannot be controlled.

Si Jin closed his eyes, his always indifferent mood hardly appeared irritable, he lowered his eyes, looked at the shadow reflected on the river, and unconsciously pressed the sterling silver cross on the collarbone with his fingertips.

   "Abai." The boy's thin lips were lightly opened, and his voice was muted, as if with an unknown emotion.

  But this time, there was no response.

  Si Jin’s movements paused, his fingertips pressed against the cross with more and more force, and his voice became obscure and deep: "A Bai, A Bai..."

  He was like a cold and precise repeater, repeating this title continuously, without stopping for a moment, and his voice went dumb, but apart from the boy's own voice, there was only silence in the air.

no respond.

  No answer.

  The devil’s turmoil turned to an end, and suddenly disappeared without a response.

  This is probably the thing that Si Jin fears the most.

  I’ll know tomorrow morning...

  Clearly shouldn't have thoughts.

  I already knew where this was and how it came from, but I still couldn’t control the speed of the heartbeat, so that there was only one figure in the bottom of my eyes.

  The only color in the black and white world.

  Si Jin's eyes darkened, and the red that could break through the eyes, as if stained with blood, brewing an evil spirit.

  This look is too out of control, as if he can pull out the dagger that has been stuck on his left waist in the next second, break the final bottom line, and stain his hands with blood.

  The shimmering river surface has no waves, the level is like a mirror, and the youth's face is clearly reflected.

  Almost so evil and arbitrary.

  The rolling black mist and hostility.

   is the other side of breaking the secular and the usual calm disguise.

  Si Jin’s eyes seemed to be full of blood, and the cold wind blew, the calm of the river was broken, and waves appeared, like small stones being thrown in, splashing circles of ripples.

  Even the scene shining on the river surface began to shake violently.

  Si Jin's gaze fell on the river, watching the reflected boy, his movements suddenly stopped.

   He squinted his eyes, and his cool and handsome profile was hidden in the afterglow of the setting sun, which seemed a bit dangerous.

  The slender young man lowered his figure and slowly leaned over. After his gaze on the river surface paused for three seconds, his expression gradually calmed down, leaving only endless indifference.

  The night is deep,

  Originally lying on the bed, his brows twisted slightly, the pale boy suddenly opened his eyes.

   "Are you back..." Seeing everything in the familiar furnishings and rooms in the magic dream world, Si Jin's expression was light.

  Si Jin Wei raised his head, stayed silent for a few seconds, and narrowed his eyes silently, as if thinking about something.

For a long time,

  He just got up slowly,

  Opened the window of the room, and the cold wind that belonged to the late night roared in. The broken black hair on the boy's forehead was very messy, but it was an aura of absolute abstinence.

  Si Jin leaned on his side, just stood there, letting the cold wind blow on him, so that he could be more conscious and precise.

  He raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.

  This is night, still in the room.

  The person has not disappeared, the magic dream has not ended, let alone the time when the sun sets.

  It was just a dream.

  A lot of things that are buried deep in my heart, all about to move and disturb, appear in my dreams.

   seems to arouse the most fear in the heart.

Yes.

  He was afraid... afraid that the girl would suddenly appear and disappear without a trace.

  In the end, he was the only one left.

  Still standing still.

   is simply a dream.

If it weren’t for remembering that the person had promised him personally that he would not leave him, perhaps Si Jin would really fall into this dream woven from the fears and fears in his heart, and then he would never wake up and let himself be. Blackening.

  But he had no reason to believe in any word Ranbai said regardless of right or wrong.

  As long as that person said he would not leave,

  Na Si Jin believed it.

  He looked at the bright night outside, the bright white moon swaying with a soft light, as if it had brightened the whole world slightly, soft and gentle.

Si Jin paused with his fingertips by the window. He slowly lowered his eyes and stared at the small and evil cross.

After a while, he tugged at the corner of his lower lip, hummed in a casual manner, and then played with the dagger that had just been pulled out from his left waist, spinning beautiful circles on his fingertips quickly. There was an afterimage.

   three seconds,

   is enough to do one thing.

  That is to pierce the dagger into the heart.

  Wrong, wrong.

  The moonlight is wrong.

  Clearly on the Lantern Festival, Si Jin also glanced at the girl staring at the moon.

  The pale red moon faintly revealed in the gray-white fog, and even gave people a kind of unwarranted evil.

  But now the moon,

  Pure white, bright and bright.

   is not right at all.

  The blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, which looked extremely harsh on the porcelain-white lower jaw. Si Jin swallowed the **** smell of his throat, his eyes remained calm and indifferent.

  It seemed that no matter what happened around him, or what happened to him, he couldn't stir his emotions.

   is like a cold and precise machine.

  That's it.

  The eyes are black, as if the body has lost support, only endless dizziness is left.

  The night is filled, and it looks like a thick ink that cannot be melted.

  And in the most prosperous and enthusiastic 21st century, high-rise buildings, busy traffic, and thousands of lights have turned into dots of light.

  In the low-luxury villas of European and American design style,

  The design style is completely different from the magic dream.

  A certain room,

  The person on the bed woke up suddenly, he opened his eyes, his eyes gloomily looked around, those eyes were dark and dark.

  The slender young man wore a black solemn pajamas, with fair skin, and messy ink hair scattered on his forehead. His side was handsome and pale, like a blood-sucking nobleman.

   After a few seconds of silence, Si Jin rolled his throat very lightly, his dark eyes calmly looking at the familiar scene around him, his expression indifferent but cold.

  No one is more familiar with where this is than Si Jin.

  21st century, modernization.

  A world with completely different institutional standards from Momeng.

  This may be where he should be.

  And everything that happened before, everyone encountered, including the magic dream, was a long, quiet dream in the dark night.

  It’s been repeated in the dream.

  I just woke up in the magic dream, but it was just a dream.

  He really came back?

  Wake up from all the dreams.

  There is no such girl at all.

   is nothing but a dream of Nanke at best.

There was a tingling sensation in my mind, so that all of his consciousness was blank. Si Jin's face became a little pale, and his lips were pale, as if he had been emptied of all the temperature, unexpectedly fragile. The beauty.

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