Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2499 Punish the world: the sick dreamer (85)

  It took a long time, but fortunately, the cake is still finished.

   is a three-tiered cake.

  There are light blue lace patterns around the bottom layer, which look like deep and shallow sea waves, and the rose-shaped red strawberries on the top are carved very delicately, with a chocolate cream texture, the taste is soft, sweet but not greasy.

   is very beautiful, like dotted with gypsophila.

   is like his little girl, the bouquet of roses in his hand that will bloom at dawn.

  "Si Xiaojin." She suddenly called him clearly.

  Si Jin said, "Huh?"

   And the words that dyed white said in the next second made the boy stiffen, "I'm going out, it may take some time."

He blinked in a daze and panic, lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, the slender fingers hanging down his side were slightly clenched, and he made a long oh. In the long silence, he said cautiously: "No ...Accompany me first?"

  His eyes were a little confused, but he whispered lightly, "It won’t be long, it won’t delay your time..."

   "Don't think about it." Yin Bai tucked his eyebrows, and said solemnly: "It's only a few days, come back soon, wait for me."

  Si Jin knows Ranbai’s character,

  Once a certain matter is really decided, it is useless who will dissuade it.

  The day that dyed white left,

  Si Jin did not ask where she was going.

  Yanbai also didn't say where she was going.

  Just after taking a few steps, the girl suddenly turned back, and quickly kissed the corner of the boy’s lips. In Si Jin’s suddenly lit eyes, she smiled and said, "Wait for me."

  He pursed his thin lips lightly, and responded somewhat aggrievedly.

  No one knows where she has been, and no one knows what she is going to do.

  Time passed without hurries, it seemed quiet and beautiful, but...the one who should come, will never be late because of your prayers, time is so merciless.

  It was a misty morning,

  The roses of the manor are blooming beautifully, and the breeze blows, it is a sea of ​​fiery red and gorgeous flowers, gently spitting the most scorching fragrance to the world.

  Si Jin just made breakfast. It is a refreshing but not greasy pumpkin porridge.

  Si Jin is always cooking between the two of them. After all...it would be too dangerous for someone who can make a mess in the kitchen anytime, anywhere.

  In fact, before this,

  Si Jin’s three meals a day are all in charge of An'er.

  After all, as a qualified artificial intelligence robot, it has to go to the hall as well as the kitchen.

but now--

  The work belonging to it was snatched away by its own master!

  An'er: "..."

  Is this the fun between Mr. Si and Miss Ran again?

  Yes, it’s true,

  After all, Si Jin really likes to feed someone, especially when someone eats something he makes with his own hands, which makes him even more happy.

  Si Jin stood in the kitchen. He was wearing a loose white sweater with a sterling silver cross hanging below his collarbone. In fact, he had already felt his heart discomfort before.

   is just very slight,

  Si Jin has long been used to it and didn't care.

But when he picked up the porcelain bowl and walked to the living room, a sudden and violent sting hit unscrupulously, and his heart contracted suddenly, as if being held firmly by one hand, and suffocated. .

   is a feeling of falling that gradually loses strength all over the body.

  Si Jin squeezed the fingertips at the edge of the porcelain bowl, and the blood on his face faded like a tide, as if he had been evacuated from all the temperature, pale and terribly pale.

   "Kang Dang——"

   was an extremely crisp sound, the sound of the finest porcelain hitting the white jade ground, and it fell to pieces and shattered the moment it hit the ground.

  The bird perched on the treetop outside the window with a startled sound was agitated. Then he looked around vigilantly, shaking his wings, and flew directly to another tree.

  The porridge was sprinkled all over the ground,

  Porcelain broken hands.

  Because of the tingling pain that spread to the apex of the heart, the moment of inability to let go of it seemed to be expected and expected.

Si Jin knelt on the ground weakly on one knee, with his left hand resting on the ground, supporting his figure. He lowered his eyes, his white teeth biting his thin lips, and he did not let go of blood. A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. The breathing became more and more rapid, and even the consciousness was blurred, as if the eyes were dim, everything could be over directly.

  But it doesn’t work.

That does not work.

  He was almost embarrassed, he ran into his pocket in a panic, took out the bottle of medicine, only to find that the white medicine bottle was empty.

  Recently, the amount of medicine has been increasing. Almost every few hours, it will be deep into the bone marrow. There is no way to control it without taking medicine.

  The medicine that was expected to last two weeks is now empty.

but now……

  It seems that I have no strength to go to the basement to find medicine.

It’s dark in front of my eyes, and the severe pain that spreads from the heart to the limbs seems to submerge all the intellect. That feeling is like a deep ocean with constant rising tides. The stormy waves have filled the nasal cavity again and again. The rapid, suffocating sensory stimulation.

  And this time...

  Suddenly a pair of hands appeared in front of him, two pills were still on the palm of his white palm, and the other hand was holding a glass of water, just maintaining the motion of handing him.

  The straight string that had been tightening in my mind all the time seemed to make a rumbling, just like that, it exploded.

  Everything seems to be quiet at this moment.

   Quiet and incredible.

  There is no sound in my ears, I can't perceive anything, only the person in front of me is left.

   As quiet as death.

  He didn't move.

  She didn't move either.

  Si Jin slowly blinked his long eyelashes, then slowly stretched out his hand, and mechanically took the water cup and pills from the girl's hand, and then he couldn't take it to his lips any more slowly, and swallowed it down.

  All actions seem to have been deliberately pressed by the time machine to press the slow button, so it repeats wirelessly, repeating this scene.

  The medicine is very bitter, and the bitterness is almost like swallowing people, but it is not as bitter as the bottom of my heart.

  After taking the medicine, it was indeed much better. The white pill was swallowed down the throat, arousing a bitterness, as if it was stuck in the throat, forcing people to breathe.

  Ranbai's expression is calm, calm and without any emotions.

  She lowered her eyes so, watching the teenager finish the medicine, only a very shallow, very shallow smile appeared at the corner of her lips, probably a smile.

   "When did you... come back?" Si Jin said slowly.

  Yan Bai pursed her lips and squeezed out a smile. There were two deep dimples, "Just now, I saw you when I came back."

   Then, she said in a very soft voice: "What's wrong? Don't tell me if you are sick, or you are usually too weak, just like a cold."

  (End of this chapter)