Chapter 2483: Punishing the World: Sick Dreamer (Sixty-Seven)

Dyeing white eyes,

But it seemed that he had never imagined that there would be such an unpredictable situation as amnesia.

Unexpected.

Si Jin hooked the corners of his crimson lips, and the arc of the flow was full of evil, as if he was laughing, but there was no temperature in the bottom of his eyes. "Why, then I'm going to the bathroom now, do you want to follow me too?"

"Okay." Who knows, the girl in front of him half-bends her lips, and Xie Neng agrees naturally, falling like water.

Si Jin's body stopped, he slowly straightened up, his eyes were obscure under the light, and his voice was like cold night water: "No one taught you to be reserved as a girl?"

"I only remember that someone told me that certain words and certain things can only be done to him." Ranbai did not shy away from Si Jin's eyes at all. She curled her lips into a smile, her loneliness in the arc was hidden by her. it is good.

Forgetting doesn't matter.

Whether this person lives or dies, it can only be hers.

big deal,

Let this person fall in love with her again.

Si Jin was silent for a second, and he could vaguely understand the meaning of the girl's words.

Do you mean him in the dream?

But that wasn't him either.

The boy's eyes suddenly turned cold, not warm at all, but very light.

He didn't say anything, just walked straight into the bathroom.

Heart beating a little faster.

Si Jin was silent, and slowly let out a breath of cold air in the dripping water, his slender fingers still pressing against his heart.

why.

It's not necessary at all.

no matter who,

One has nothing to do with him either.

that's it.

I don't know how long has passed,

Si Jin walked out of the bathroom, holding a pure white towel in one hand, wiping his damp hair, and turning on the computer.

Yingbai's cold fingertips jumped on the keyboard, and soon the scene of driving from the vehicle into the villa was played.

inside the car,

It is clear,

Only him.

There was no girl in the back seat at all.

Si Jin stared at it for two seconds, then slowly closed the computer.

He has seen all the strangest things.

There are many uncertain factors and unknown things in this world.

There is really no emotion such as surprise and consternation.

Isn't it human...

Thinking like this, the boy turned his eyes and looked at the figure in red beside him, unable to say what his emotions were.

"Look at me like this, fall in love with me?" Ranbai didn't care about anything, the curvature of the corners of his lips had not changed, so he held his chin and looked at him.

Si Jin laughed, and withdrew his gaze, his voice was very light: "I think too much."

"Then how can I make you fall in love with me." Ranbai sighed softly.

Si Jin had never seen such a person before. He seemed unscrupulous, and he didn't know how to use his previous memories to persuade him like the girl in the daytime. Instead, he was so direct and neat that he was not afraid of his own doubts.

Just as Si Jin was thinking about it, a shadow suddenly covered his body, and then,

There was some unfamiliar touch, just sticking to his thin lips.

With a good smell, it seems to be a hint of inviting people to sink together.

The fingers that almost made Si Jin rest on the side of the chair instantly shrank and clenched tightly.

"Since you have forgotten me, let you get familiar with it a little bit." Ranbai lowered her eyes, her bloody pupils were brilliant, and she smiled evilly, "Does it feel familiar?"

next second,

The girl was pushed directly to the side and bumped into there.

Ranbai didn't care, but looked at the figure sitting on the chair with a light look, the air pressure around him was lower, and there was no warmth in the bottom of his eyes.

Si Jin's breathing was a little chaotic, and his thoughts, which had always been plain as water, were completely disrupted on this day.

"I'm sorry." The bottom of his eyes became cold every inch, his long eyelashes half covered the deepness of the bottom of his eyes, his white fingertips brushed the light-colored thin lips, and his tone was indifferent: "I don't feel it."

Ranbai propped himself up with one hand, smiling unabated, "Oh? But your breathing is messed up."

"It's just a normal reaction." Si Jin spoke slowly, his voice slightly mocking: "I'm not the person you're looking for, those things have nothing to do with me, understand?"

All I want is him in my dreams.

But this has nothing to do with reality.

"The person I want is you." Ranbai was still smiling, and those bloody pupils were amazingly bright under the light, "If you can't accept it, just come a few more times and get used to it, right?"

"Mr. Si. Are there any guests in our villa?" The door of the room was ajar, and An'er could vaguely hear the voices coming from inside. He turned around in a circle, a little puzzled.

Mr. Si was obviously alone when he came in.

Where did the extra guest come from?

Si Jin moved for a while, and he said in a low voice, "No one. Don't eavesdrop, An'er."

An Er mechanically snorted.

No guests?

Who is Mr. Nassi talking to?

A man speaks to himself.

Fortunately, An Er's sudden voice broke the stalemate atmosphere, and the room seemed less stagnant, quiet and silent.

Si Jin was the one who went out first, without hesitation.

the same person,

But it was so unfamiliar that it seemed like he had never known him.

But Dyeing Bai clearly knows,

This is the person she wants.

the only one.

In the cold and clean room, there was only the dyed white one, and there was no sound.

The hair on the front of her forehead covered her eyes, and it seemed to be able to hide all her emotions. She could only see that the curvature of the corners of her lips faded a little bit until it disappeared completely, which was an irresistible loneliness.

The heart tightened inch by inch.

What does it feel like to fall?

That's probably it.

There was only one white stain in the huge room, and the lights on the ceiling were as bright as day and dazzling.

Ranbai narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand, blocked his eyes, and blocked the projected light.

But just forgot.

no big deal.

Um.

Probably too quiet,

So the atmosphere will be a little gloomy.

Even Fengluo didn't escape as much as before, and asked cautiously: "Host... What happened in the magic dream before, why didn't you tell the official partner?"

Ranbai sneered slowly, "Tell him?"

"The most dangerous thing for a dream maker is not being able to distinguish between dreams and reality. He has forgotten what happened before, and forcing him to tell him will only ruin him." Ranbai's voice seemed to be wrapped in coldness, lightly: "Forget it. Forget it, what can happen."

Hearing the host speak in such a casual, like a really indifferent tone, Feng Luo only felt a little confused.

Is it really indifferent, or is it pretending to be indifferent?

"But if you don't say it, what should he do if he can't remember?" This is a very fatal question. It's a complete stranger. Can Si Jin accept it as always? The attitude just now... Feng Luo also saw it.

It is really contradictory and unfamiliar.

"It's better than hurting him." Ranbai lowered his eyes, adjusted his slightly messy collar, and his tone seemed to be the same as usual, "It doesn't matter if he can't remember, in short, he will be by my side other than me, don't think about it in this life. Someone else."

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