dark color

They told him his name was Blancheso.

The white-haired boy was holding a book and standing alone in the middle of the stairs where people came and went.The afterglow of the setting sun swallowed half of the shadow, and the other half enveloped him.Bai Lan stood motionless in front of the library door, her exquisite side face was somewhat indifferent, revealing a faint expression of thought.

Blanchesso has always been the focus of X University's attention - there is no one, there is no doubt and it is a matter of course.But the young man ignored the eager eyes around him, and was immersed in his own world alone.

"Yo, Prynne!"

Someone slapped him on the shoulder, the boy rolled his eyes and asked silently.

"The reaction is still so cold."

Relying on his tall stature, the visitor put his arms around his neck and said with a smile, "Are you in a daze again?"

"kindness,"

Bai Lan responded.It has long been known at X University that Brandeso likes to be in a daze, but no one has ever dared to ask why.Tightening her arms and holding the book that was about to slide down, Bai Lan walked down the stairs as if awakened from some world.

Taking the book in his arms casually, Vicenzo's hand stopped, ""The Theory of Spatial Overlapping", Bai Lan, your hobby is still so special."

Bai Lan didn't respond, and Vicenzo didn't care. He smiled and hugged his neck. This handsome Italian boy smiled ambiguously, "There's another nice bar that just opened recently, do you want to try it?" ?”

"Lilia agreed?"

Bai Lan glanced sideways at him, Vicenzo's face flushed suddenly, and then said slyly, "She won't know. How about it, come with me? Maybe something good will happen to you?"

Vicenzo completely shows the essence of an Italian playboy. In his words, the meaning of his existence is to meet all kinds of beauties.Bai Lan looked at him for a while, then nodded irrelevantly. Vicenzo never concealed his intentions, which was the fundamental reason why Bai Lan, who had always been indifferent, allowed him to approach.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Vicenzo stroked his blond hair, and said to the humanity behind him, "Did you hear that, Bai Lan has already agreed. You don't have to follow me, go back."

The two looked at each other, bowed slightly and said, "Yes, young master."

Bai Lan raised her eyebrows, "You are not afraid of death."

As the next successor of a famous mafia, I don't know how many people hid in the dark and wanted Vicenzo's life. Vicenzo smiled at him slyly, "Isn't there still you?"

win over?Or test?Since the last time he inadvertently showed his skills, this young master has stuck to him like a piece of brown sugar, and he often shows this kind of irrational trust.Bai Lan smiled lightly, without any waves in his eyes.He has never received professional training, and even he doesn't know how this skill came about, so how can he be afraid of revealing any secrets?The only thing that confuses him is one thing—whether he is "Bryn" or not. It may sound ridiculous, but even living in this world still doesn't give him the slightest sense of reality.Bai Lan gently pressed her chest, her eyes were filled with emptiness.There was a voice there all the time saying - I'm not "he" not him.

############ Pushing open the door of the bar, Bai Lan saw a few men with unfriendly faces gathered together, and in the middle was a trembling red-haired violinist, looking very downcast.After exchanging glances with Vicenzo behind him, Bai Lan's face remained unchanged, and she went to the bar to order a glass of wine.Those people looked like ordinary troublemakers. This kind of thing happened almost every day, and the people in the bar had long been familiar with it.However, Bai Lan noticed their inadvertent glances the moment she entered.Clearly, this was no ordinary drunken find fault guest.

With a smile, Bai Lan signaled to add ice cubes, and took a sip from the wine glass - the unlucky musician was obviously just a cover.Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel the people around him constantly approaching.

A traitor or simply bad luck, these are issues that Vicenzo needs to consider. Bai Lan casually turned the wine glass, and her slender white fingers penetrated the amber liquid, looking extraordinarily delicate and beautiful.The white-haired boy just sat there, but the surrounding air gradually became quiet.

"Let go, let me go!"

The red-haired down-and-out musician suddenly yelled and rushed out in a stumbling manner.I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, those people faintly gave way to a path, which was in the direction of Bai Lan and Vicenzo. "Boom!"

Tripped over by a chair on the ground, the young man made a loud noise and fell to Bai Lan's feet.

Bai Lan didn't move, but took out the "Theory of Space Overlapping", "Can you keep it for me?"

"Ah good."

The bartender took it blankly and put it under the counter.

"Hey, I just said, maybe something good will happen."

Vicenzo smiled authentically, and looked at the handsome face of the red-haired youth meaningfully, "Oriental?"

"Yes, sorry."

The person who fell on the ground frantically searched for his glasses, and his face showed a real sense of panic, which was very inconsistent with the vicissitudes of his brows, as if a mature body contained an immature soul .He struggled and unconsciously grabbed Bai Lan's trousers.Bai Lan was pulled forward by him, causing Vicenzo to laugh maliciously.

"At a time like this... it's better to be a little self-conscious."

Bai Lan wasn't angry either, suddenly his gaze paused and stayed on the red-haired young man's face, and there was a strange light in his usually cold eyes.

"your name?"

Unconsciously, he bent down and pulled up the man on the ground with a rare eagerness.

"I... Irie Masaichi."

The red-haired young man said in a daze, through the glasses that he finally found, he saw a pair of eyes gathering a storm.

"Irie Masaichi... Irie Masaichi."

Bai Lan murmured and repeated the name, a trace of frenzy and pain appeared on his usually indifferent side face.Suddenly he bent down and covered his head violently!

The originally noisy bar was completely silent at this moment!Everyone turned their heads and looked at him, the boy at the bar, in fear.Bai Lan's face showed a kind of extreme pain, and his handsome face was slightly distorted.At the same time, a trembling aura emanated from his body, and the opened eyes seemed to be burning with flames!

Extremely dangerous!Whether it was the mafia or ordinary office workers who came to get drunk, they all stared blankly at the silent screaming boy in the crowd, his limbs were so stiff that he couldn't move, and he couldn't even escape.It was a feeling, as if being targeted by a creature above the food chain, it seemed that even the soul trembled.

Vicenzo frowned, and barely pulled Irie Masaichi who was shivering into a ball, "Hey, do you know Bai Lan?"

The red-haired young man shook his head and tremblingly said, "I... I've never seen him before."

Then he squatted down involuntarily, and his stomach began to cram again.In this body is still that immature soul, and Irie Masaichi, whose actual age is only a teenager, has reached his limit.But at this time, he did not know Bai Lansu.

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Everything stopped without warning.The red-haired young man subconsciously opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that Bai Lan, who had calmed down, was looking at him with complicated eyes.

A hand was stretched out in front of him, and Bai Lan pulled him up from the cold ground again.Then, unexpectedly, he handed him a glass of warm water, "Sorry to scare you."

"Prynne,"

Vicenzo tugged at his collar, feeling uncomfortable with the sweat on his back.He sighed and asked with complicated eyes, "Who the hell are you?"

That power, that... that made even him shudder...

Bai Lan turned her head when she heard the words, Vicenzo saw a little strange emotion in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Hey, are you okay?"

Bai Lan smiled, but said, "Vicenzo, your wish will not come true."

"what?"

"Dying on a woman's belly is really not for you."

Bai Lan supported her chin with one hand, and said slowly, "On the contrary, you will die like the idiot hero you always look down on."

"Bai Lan... what are you talking about?"

Vicenzo felt that the feeling of fear was coming from his heart little by little, and gradually spreading to his whole body.At this time, Bai Lan looked the same as usual, but if one looked closely at his eyes, one would find that the place that was originally empty turned out to be dark.It was as if the empty puppet was suddenly filled with a soul.

Bai Lan smiled, remembering what she just saw in "Memory".In a few years, he will establish the Jesso family, and then form the strongest alliance with Vicenzo.Little by little, they encroached on the mafia world, becoming more and more powerful, and this situation continued until a certain day... In that world, "Bryan" once again met a boy named "Irie Masaichi"...

wake up.Bai Lan chewed the word, and suddenly said to Vicenzo, "Let's go."

"Huh? Oh."

Vicenzo looked at him suspiciously, Bailan bent down and grabbed Irie Masaichi's wrist.

"You, where are you taking me?"

The red-haired young man stumbled out following the force.Suddenly, he was stunned, Bai Lan's side face was expressionless, his eyes were covered by silver hair, and a gloomy and tyrannical aura exuded from the young man's body.He didn't dare to say any more, but he heard the bartender behind him say, "Your book..."

"Ah, that one,"

When Bai Lan turned around, there was a smile on his face, and the marks under the corners of his eyes also curved with this smile, "It's no longer needed."

Because, now he has understood everything.

The lurking mafioso glanced at each other and quietly followed.Prynne ignored them, just walked forward with Vicenzo, and then, he stepped out of the store.

"Bam—"

Suddenly, Vicenzo heard the sound of the door closing being particularly heavy.When he opened his eyes again, he froze. Vicenzo's body was shaking constantly, and the sight in front of him almost made him lose all his sanity!Unconsciously, he grabbed Bai Lan's sleeve, "This is... what?"

The flames devoured everything, and thick black smoke covered the sky.The ground is cracked, and the roads are all twisted and cannot be walked.The gusts of wind and sand made people's faces ache, and the frame of the broken tall building was crumbling in the wind.

This kind of scene... this kind of scene, it seems that we have come to the end of the entire human race, everything has been destroyed—"Bai Lan, answer me!"

With red eyes, he grabbed Bai Lan's collar.

Bai Lan didn't move or speak, just looked at him quietly with a look that made him shiver.Then, through those silver hairs, Vicenzo, who was slightly taller than Prynne, opened his eyes wide.Because he saw that behind Bai Lan, the bar they had just walked out of had turned into ruins at some point!The dust all over the floor told him clearly that this bar has been abandoned for many years!

"how is this possible……"

He let go of his hand in a daze, and suddenly said, "Bai Lan..."

The white-haired boy suddenly sighed, "Vicenzo, I'm not Bailan."

"...Then, who are you?"

Squeezing out a smile that was uglier than crying, Vicenzo gradually backed away.

"You've figured it out, haven't you?"

Bai Lan said flatly, "The Vicenzo of this world has long since died."

On the side Irie Masaichi opened his eyes wide.

Bai Lan raised her head and looked at the gray sky indifferently, "Even this world has been destroyed long ago."

He is not Bailan, his name in this world is——