Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2505 Punish the world: diseased dream maker (91)

   Ranbai smiled suddenly, "Are you comforting me?"

  Si Jin Mo remained silent.

Yen Bai continued to speak, the curvature of the corners of the lips never fell, but who can understand the loneliness of the eyes, the tone is casual and lazy, it looks like nothing is in his mind, "Don't worry, I am not that long. Lovers, it's not that no one can't live without them."

  She said that she was cold-hearted and heartless, and it didn’t matter very much: “You don’t have to worry about me. I like you now, but it doesn’t mean that I like you in the future.”

  ...But will always like you.

   But this sentence was whitened without saying.

  What Si Jin wants her to do, she has everything Si Jin thinks, but how to do it is her business.

   Facing this kind of words, Si Jin slightly hooked his thin and soft lips, his dark eyes seemed to have starlight.

  What kind of existence his Abai is, he knows better than anyone else.

   is so arrogant and careless, as if everything in the world can't get into her eyes, the methods are also cold and bloodthirsty, extremely hot, and he loves such a person when he is born.

  This kind of existence is too powerful. It is an existence that should be born to step on the bones and then sit on the throne full of thorns.

  But it is inevitable that it is too lonely.

  No one can stand with her, only one person.

This is what Si Jin fears most.

  I was afraid that after I died, I could not understand such a girl, no one would accompany her, and no one would know her loneliness.

   also afraid...

  In a certain way, people who are as paranoid as him cannot accept the fact that he is leaving.

  The room fell silent again.

  The setting sun has completely disappeared, and the sky that was originally gloomy has darkened for some time.

  Night is coming.

   "A Jin." Ran Bai suddenly said.

  It was quiet and there was no response.

   was silent for a long time.

  Yan Bai slowly turned his sight, only to realize that the person leaning on her shoulder had already fallen asleep without knowing when.

  She paused, and then stretched out her hand, her bright white fingertips traced the outline of the boy's facial features little by little.

  Finally, with a slight smile, Si Jin lay on the bed and helped him twist the quilt.

   And she was lying on the side, just leaning on Si Jin, closing her eyes, listening to the steady heartbeat of the young man, just like that, once and again...

  At the same time, she seemed to hear the sharp and urgent ticking sound of the time bomb on the eve of the explosion.

  The girl's fingers hanging on her side suddenly grasped tightly, and her knuckles turned white, but she did not let go.

  Daily and heart-wrenching passing day after day.

  It's like an hourglass quietly placed on the table, silent, but it doesn't stop the trickle of sand flowing every minute and every second, until...

  The day when the sand is completely gone.

  Everything is over.

  Recent time,

Si Jin spent less and less time awake, even less than an hour. He himself realized this. Every time he was awake, he held another drawing board. He didn’t know what he was thinking about. The eyes that looked like stagnant water looked at a certain direction in the room, as if in a daze for a long time.

Ranbai didn't know what Si Jin was going to do, but he didn't choose to bother.

  Si Jin's departure was not abrupt, even...somewhat as it should be.

  After all, there have been so many omens before, and they are all talking silently, and there is not much time.

  It was a cold winter.

  From then on,

  No winter will be colder than that day.

  The heating in the room also seemed to be frozen at that moment, and there was no temperature anymore.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Si Jin bent over and coughed violently, almost piercing his heart. He even held a handkerchief against his lips. When he let go, he could still see it. The blood stained on the handkerchief was so red and evil.

The white-dyed eyes became deep and deep, like an abyss that swallowed people. The fingers hanging on her side were tightly clenched, loosened, clenched, loosened again, and the originally beautiful finger bones stretched out terribly. Bai, like masochistic.

  But there is a very faint smile on the corner of her lips, probably a smile.

  The girl held a pure white handkerchief in one hand, and then slowly leaned in, lowering her eyes, carefully wiping the blood on the corners of the boy’s lips.

   is too close.

  She can clearly see the teenager close at hand, with the extremely pale complexion, and the dazzling red at the corners of her lips that are constantly winding like blood-stained roses, lining the incomparable desolation and weirdness.

  The white-dyed fingertips trembled fiercely, as if they were trembling uncontrollably, there was no way to manage, as if the body was not his own.

  At that moment, it seemed that there was a glare of blood.

  Wipe off.

Just wipe it off.

Si Jin suddenly clasped the girl's wrist. The cold temperature was like a dead person. His tone was calm, without panic or fear. He appeared calm and indifferent like a breeze and snow. Between his eyebrows and eyes, the breeze was clear. He was somewhat unconsciously gentle: "Don't wipe it."

Ran Bai twitched the corners of her lower lip lightly, her deep eyes stubbornly resembling a child. She controlled the trembling force of her fingertips, and her tone was actually inconspicuously confused, as if she muttered to herself: "Wipe Just wipe it off..."

  Si Jin clasped her hand tightly, swallowing the blood that almost overflowed from her throat, and her voice was a bit hoarse because she hadn't spoken for a long time: "Do you believe it."

"I always."

  In the pale eyes, Si Jin’s lips still curled up with a very shallow and warm smile, his eyes brewed with countless silks, like a gentle and compassionate god.

  "I am in your eyes, I am in your heart, and I am everywhere you are, mountains, rivers, lawns, summer nights, wind and rain, ice and snow, I am carved in your bones and integrated into your life."

   "You believe me." He said: "Death is not a real departure. I will accompany you in another way, eternal life, immortality, immortality."

  Yan Bai rolled down his throat very lightly, her dark eyes, which were as deep as a young wolf, staring at Si Jin as if she were locking on a prey.

  "You shouldn't worry about me."

  "You should be the divine residence that is always high above and beyond the world, engraved on my heart."

   "Abai, close your eyes." The corner of his lips is a gentle smile, and there is no arc of falling.

  Dye the corners of the white lips lightly and do the same.

  Si Jin looked at the girl who closed his eyes and knew nothing about him, and slowly smiled. He leaned over, gently holding the girl's face with his white slender fingers, and then dropped a cautious kiss.

   is without any distractions, a clean and pure kiss.

  White-dyed figure paused.

  Si Jin whispered, his voice slightly hoarse: "Don't open it."

  Time seems to be long and stretched at this moment, like the continuous drizzle in March in the south of the Yangtze River.

  The warm and cool breath is constantly intertwined, and it is also entangled for a lifetime.

  In the darkness invisible to the eyes, the familiar clean and clear cold fragrance gave infinite peace of mind.

  Si Jin's forehead lightly touched the girl's forehead, and his long eyelashes half covered those deep eyes.

  The last kiss.

  From then on,

  Congratulations on your peace and happiness in your life, and all your wishes are fulfilled.

  Congratulations...just like this winter this year, after death, whatever you do, a drop of rain, a snowflake, or that beam of light will fall on you and in your heart.

  (End of this chapter)