Go Through My Demon Host

Chapter 2506: Punish the world: Bingjiao dream maker (end)

  Chapter 2506 Punish the world: sick Jiao dream maker (end)

  No one knows what Si Jin did in this few sober incidents. Even Ranbai doesn’t know it, only Si Jin himself.

  He exhausted the last thoughts and abilities of his life to construct a perfect, intricate, and gentlest dream for his little girl.

  In that dream.

  She was honored and loved all her life, without any sorrow and wantonly publicity.

  If she wants,

   can stay in that dream forever, there will be a better person to replace him, to fulfill the unfulfilled wish——

   Continue to love her.

  Yan Bai felt that something cold was worn on her neck, and she quickly reacted, it was the bone chain.

  The small and exquisite cross hangs below the white collarbone, and the temperature is slightly cool.

  About the origin of this cross.

  Si Jin never said it.

  He is an orphan, an orphan abandoned by his parents.

The only lucky one was probably picked up by the current master on an icy and snowy day. I heard that he was less than one year old at that time and he had been frozen in the heavy snow for a long time. When he was taken home, he had a fever overnight. .

   was also pity from the heavens, and even recovered a life from death, and barely survived.

   is also at that time,

  His master went to a temple master to ask for this bone chain.

  It is said that it is blessed by the light of Buddha, which can prevent evil and close body, and can eliminate minor disasters and diseases.

  And now,

  He gave her this bone chain that had been worn since childhood for the second time.

  I hope she will be safe for the rest of her life, without many disasters, and fortunately to be glorious.

  The white-dyed eyelashes trembled, and they were already covered by the boy's hand before opening his eyes.

  Si Jin lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him deeply. Her extremely black eyes looked like the deepest and most profound color in the world, like a lake of ice and snow that had been immersed for thousands of years.

  His eyes are paranoid and obsessive, and even a little sickly gentle, he didn't miss the whitening in a second, as if he wanted to engrave the girl's face in his bones, merge it into the bone marrow, and live forever, life and death.

  He coughed twice more violently, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he ignored it, even his body was trembling, his whole body was cold, without any temperature, like a block of ice, no doubt dead.

  Today he has been awake all the time, without any signs of lethargy, all the abnormalities have explained...what is coming.

  Dyeing white but can’t leave it alone, she tried to move, but she was held down by the boy, the voice in her ears was gentle and deep, not the slightest strange, "be good, don’t open your eyes."

Ran Bai couldn't see Si Jin's current appearance. Naturally, he didn't know how pale his face was. The cramps in his heart made his complexion pale, like a sharp knife stirring in his chest and it hurt. Almost sharply twisted.

  But his treatment of dyeing white is soft and incredible, as carefully as a fragile porcelain doll.

   "I don't look good, so don't look at it." He curled his lips.

   "You look good everywhere." Ranbai retorted.

Si Jin smiled, that kind of foolish smile, but his eyes were shattered, with a layer of water mist, he leaned on her ears, his voice entangled into the bones: "A Bai... my ah White……"

   "I love you." He said suddenly, his voice low, as if it could be carved into his bones, every word, "I love you if you lose your life."

  The most regrettable thing in this life is probably not being able to accompany you to the last moment.

   can only leave early.

it's fine,

  If you are willing, for the rest of your life, there will be better people to take my place, loving you, petting you, and indulging you.

   will not do you any good.

  Because,

  Anyone who dares to have the slightest unruly thoughts about you will endure the pain of thousands of knives and deaths alive in the dreams I created for you by myself.

"Go to sleep, that's it, go to sleep..." The voice of the young man Ruo sighed in his ears, which seemed to have a kind of hypnotic magic, making people drowsy, like a lake covered with ice and snow quietly cracking a gap. Flowing pure and cool water, slowly dripping on the apex of the heart.

  Because he didn't have any precautions and warnings against Si Jin, dyed white only felt more and more sleepy, and his body became heavier and heavier. In the end, there was no consciousness at all.

Si Jin slowly released his hand and looked at the girl who was sleeping with his eyes closed. He showed a soft smile. His eyes were sad and cold, like a vast ocean filled with melancholy and despair, rolling turbulent waves again and again. , Almost drowning people inside.

   "Don't be afraid."

   "The last drop of blood in my body is still boiling for you."

   "The last star in my eyes is still hot for you."

"I love you."

   "Eternal immortality."

  How does it feel to be near death?

  Si Jin could still realize the clear colic in his heart, which almost swallowed people. His whole body became colder and colder until there was no temperature.

  The moment the fingertips were hanging weakly, the eyes that had been entangled and tenderly staring at the white finally disappeared. The long eyelashes covered the eyes, like a desolate and transparent snow falling silently.

  He has no fear of facing death, even with a sense of peace and indifferent incompetence, with an unparalleled breath.

Snowing.

  I don't know who is blinded by the snow in the sky. In the white snow, the fluttering snowflakes are flying like that, and finally fall to the ground.

  Very cold weather.

  People who are very cold.

The roses of the manor have already withered at this time, and the delicate and drenching fiery red color of the past three-point beauty and demon is no longer visible. Only a barren and bleak is left, but the roses will grow again in the next year. At that time, the night wind blew gently, and there was another sea of ​​deep and shallow, overlapping roses.

  The cactus by the window is still standing there quietly, seeming to be always quiet and peaceful.

  It is said that cacti cannot be used as flowers, and there is no way to be held in the palm of the hand.

  But there is always such a person in this world, and he has come across the galaxy, and the glory is shining behind him, only for you.

  "Drip, drip, drip..." always wrapped around my ears, and the never-ending voice finally dissipated. The time bomb buried in the bottom of my heart finally exploded and destroyed everything.

  Si Jin Airan white.

  Life is in love.

  For Si Jin,

  His little girl,

   is the moment when he raised his eyes slightly when he first met, and the blood-red figure on the two-story attic was reflected in his eyes, it was a lifetime.

  The whole life of war and chaos was only given to her, only to cover up under the appearance of always indifferent and self-sufficient.

She is his few beautiful strokes in the picturesque mountains and rivers; it is the ideal of the world that shines in the sky at the sunrise; it is a handful of fresh snow that never melts on the tip of the green mountain; it is the slanting moonlight falling on the ice and snow lake Sparse light.

  My little girl,

   is my life's glory, gentleness, life and death.

  I will still love you in my next life, even if I lose my life.

  ——Si Jin.

  (End of this chapter)

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