Chapter 2497: Punishing the World: Sick Dreamer (81)
Ranbai didn't know how long she had been awake, so she sat there, her eyes fell on the sunlight outside the window, and when she heard the voice behind her, she smiled slowly, "Well, awake."
The voice fell, followed by a light kiss on the neck, like a fine electric current passing by, only to hear his calm and hoarse voice: "Good morning."
Ranbai also said, "Good morning."
After washing up,
Si Jin looked at the girl leaning against the window, the light from the sun fell on her like an elf falling into the mundane world.
Si Jin slightly bent his lower lip, and he approached step by step, his expression still noble, and he couldn't see any difference, "I want to recover all the time I wasted before."
"Okay?" He looked at her, the boy's eyes were clean and clear, like a crescent moon, flowing with the most ethereal and pure color.
"Okay." Ranbai looked at that gaze and replied, "It's all up to you."
Si Jin is very planned in everything,
Previously,
Now too.
Probably dyeing white was the only accident in his life.
"This is my school." Strolling on the campus forest path, stepping on soft stones, occasionally couples of students walk by in twos and threes, and the sun shines down, making it seem that the years are quiet.
"Yeah." Ranbai nodded and smiled: "I've been here with you before."
Si Jin let out a low laugh, then slowly stretched out his hand, each slender and perfect finger slowly intertwined with the ten dyed white fingers, such a gentle holding of hands seemed to be the most exciting thing.
"But I didn't hold hands with you at that time." Si Jin whispered softly: "When I lost my memory, I must have been too out of sight."
"No. You are all fine." Ranbai paused, turned her eyes sideways, and her tone was focused and solemn.
Si Jin was startled, then smiled slowly, "Well..."
Dyeing white can be transformed into a human form through consciousness, or it can be regarded as a state of soul so that others will not notice you.
Both states can be toggled.
undoubtedly,
Dyeing white is now a state of illusion of human nature.
Si Jin suddenly stopped in his footsteps, then turned sideways, holding the girl's hand with one hand, his slender and beautiful fingers lifted the girl's chin lightly, and he leaned over to kiss, accompanied by a clean and pleasant cold fragrance. .
in the school,
by the trail,
under the shadow of the tree,
Everything seems to be able to be written into the memory, which is heartwarming.
"There are people..." Ranbai narrowed his eyes,
The words that overflowed from the lips and teeth were blurred.
"It doesn't matter." Si Jin hooked his thin lips lightly, his forehead pressed against hers, his breathing was a little messy, and his voice was so low that his heart blushed, "I'll block you."
Si Jin likes this kind of kiss very much, with a calm expression and a tender ideal of sadness.
It seems that the sharp pain in the bottom of my heart can be relieved for a moment, and it seems that only the figure in front of me is left in my sanity.
There are also couples of campus couples passing by on the forest path, but no one dares to kiss as blatantly and tenderly as Si Jin.
The boy and girl in white in memory are like a pair of ink paintings slowly unfolding.
This is obviously a very heartwarming scene.
Wearing a snow-colored shirt, the clean and slender youth stood there with a long body. Judging from the handsome profile, the eyelashes were very long, like butterfly wings perched, and under the high nose bridge were thin lips that were bewitched by a red color.
Zhilan Yushu, noble and solitary.
The movement of turning sideways to block the girl's figure inadvertently carried a bit of intoxicating tenderness.
Like the terrifying guest in the world.
Si Jin and Ranbai's looks are unreasonably eye-catching on campus, and they are too eye-catching.
So much so that a passing teacher who was new to teaching pushed his eyes, coughed lightly, and asked, "These two students, which class are you from?"
"I've graduated, I'll take my girlfriend back to see it today." Si Jin said politely, with a polite and courteous quality, like the ideal boy in white, which made countless people's hearts.
"Oh." The teacher nodded, glanced at the teenagers and girls, and only sighed that the years were quiet, "It's very good, it's a good match."
"Thank you." Si Jin slightly bent his thin lips.
"Do you like it?" After the people left, Si Jin asked Ranbai: "If you like it, we will come... often in the future."
"I like wherever I am with you." Ranbai said with a smile.
Si Jin paused for a moment, then his long eyelashes drooped slightly, he made a low hum, and muttered to himself, "Me too..."
I think so much,
It's always been with you like this.
The campus library is very quiet, so quiet that only the occasional screech of books is turned.
Si Jin held a cup of coffee, holding Dianbai in one hand, strolled in the library, then picked out a few books that Dianbai liked, and sat together by the window.
That's it.
Cozy quiet.
Occasionally, looking at the girl sitting next to him, Si Jin would unconsciously bend the corner of his lower lip, and the tenderness at the bottom of his eyes seemed to overflow.
actually,
To have such a person by my side,
Where else would you like to read a book?
Si Jin still wants to do a lot of things, as long as it is with this person, he wants to do anything in the world.
He would write everything down on paper and record what he did.
He will draw a check mark after each completed thing, and whenever he sees it, his mood will be involuntarily sweet.
In fact, that's it.
He liked to walk with her through the dense woods and climb the mountains at four or five in the morning to watch the rising sunrise;
He likes from sunrise to twilight, all the memories are related to that person;
He likes that the person accidentally throws himself into his arms, and he embraces subconsciously;
He likes to hold the girl's hand in his pocket every cold winter;
He likes to half cover girls with coats at traffic lights in winter streets;
He likes to walk with her in the noisy downtown market at night;
He likes to go to the zero o'clock premiere movie with her;
He likes to hug and kiss to feel each other's temperature;
He likes to say goodnight to her every night when everything is quiet and quiet...
When he loves a person, he must love her to the absolute best, and love her all, from soul to body.
It is because he likes too much, because he is too greedy, because he wants to accompany the girl he likes through every minute and every second.
"Hiss..." The originally quiet room suddenly remembered the young hissing voice, as if suppressing something from his throat.
Because of the side effects of attracting dreams, countless intense and ferocious pains came overwhelmingly, almost sharp.
Si Jin's hand holding the pen suddenly loosened weakly, and the sound of the metal pen falling to the ground was clear and ethereal.
There was blood in the bottom of his eyes, as if stained with blood, as if all the temperature had been evacuated.
The boy clenched his thin lips silently, letting the stinging pain hit him, and then with trembling fingertips, he pulled open the drawer of the table, took out the medicine inside, and poured out a white tablet almost in a hurry and panic. Without water, I put it directly to my lips and swallowed.
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