Chapter 2507: Punishing the World: Sick Dreamer (91)

Ranbai suddenly smiled, "Are you comforting me?"

Si Jin was silent.

Ranbai continued to speak, the curvature of the corners of his lips never fell, but who could understand the loneliness in his eyes, his tone was casual and lazy, as if he didn't care about anything, "Don't worry, I'm not that long. Lovers, it’s not that no one can live without them.”

She said it cold-heartedly, heartless, and indifferent: "You don't have to worry about me, I like you now, but it doesn't mean I like you in the future."

...but will always love you.

However, this sentence was not said in white.

Whatever Si Jin wants her to do, she will do what Si Jin wants, but how to do it is her business.

In the face of such words, Si Jin slightly hooked his thin and soft lips, and those dark eyes seemed to have starlight.

He knows better than anyone what kind of existence his Ah Bai is.

She is so arrogant and careless, as if nothing in the world can get into her eyes, and her methods are cold, bloodthirsty, and extremely ruthless.

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

But inevitably, it was also too lonely.

No one can stand with her, only alone.

This is what Si Jin is most afraid of.

I am afraid that after I die, I will not be able to understand such a girl, no one will accompany her, and no one will know her loneliness.

Also afraid of...

In a way, people who were as paranoid as him could not accept the fact that he had left.

The room fell silent again.

The setting sun had completely disappeared, and the originally dim sky had become dark at some point.

Night has come.

"A Jin." Ranbai said suddenly.

Very quiet, no response.

Silent for a long time.

Ranbai slowly turned his gaze away, only to realize that the person leaning on his shoulder had already fallen asleep at some point.

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

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

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

At the same time, she seemed to hear the ticking time bomb on the eve of the explosion,

A sharp, urgent beeping sound.

The girl's fingers that were hanging by her side suddenly clenched, and she couldn't clench her tighter, her knuckles turned white, but she didn't let go.

It's been a dull and worrying day after day.

Like an hourglass quietly placed on the table, it is silent, but it does not stop the trickle of sand flowing every minute and every second until...

The day when the sand is completely gone.

It's all over.

recently,

Si Jin's awake time is getting less and less, even less than an hour, he is aware of this himself, every time he wakes up, he holds another drawing board, I don't know what he's thinking, the pair of unfocused Eyes like stagnant water are looking 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, and even... a little as expected.

After all, there have been so many omens before, all of which are silently telling, and time is running out.

It was a cold winter.

Since then,

There will never be a colder winter than that day.

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

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

The color of the dyed white eyes was deep and deep, like an abyss that devoured people. Her fingers hanging on her side clenched tightly, then loosened, clenched again, and released again. The originally beautiful phalanx stretched out terrifyingly. White, like masochism.

But there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips, probably smiling.

The girl held a pure white handkerchief in one hand, then slowly leaned over, lowered her eyes, and carefully wiped the blood on the corner of the boy's lips.

too close.

She could clearly see the young man who was close at hand, his pale complexion to the extreme, and the dazzling redness of the corners of his lips that was constantly winding like blood-stained roses, which was extremely desolate and strange.

The fingertips that were dyed white trembled fiercely, as if they were shaking uncontrollably, and there was no way to control them, as if the body was not his own.

At that moment, there seemed to be dazzling blood left.

wipe.

Just wipe it off.

Si Jin suddenly clasped the girl's wrist, the cold temperature was like a dead person, his tone was calm, there was no panic, no fear, he seemed calm and indifferent like a breeze and snow, and a few minutes of moonlight were outlined between his eyebrows and the wind was clear. With a bit of unknowing warmth: "Don't wipe it."

Ranbai gently pulled the corner of her lower lip, her deep eyes stubbornly like a child's, she controlled the trembling strength of her fingertips, and her tone had an imperceptible confusion, as if she was muttering to herself: "Damn it. Just wipe it off..."

Si Jin clasped her hand tightly, swallowed the blood that almost overflowed his throat, his voice was hoarse because he didn't speak for a long time: "Do you believe it?"

"I always."

In the white eyes, Si Jin still had a very shallow and warm smile on the corners of his lips, his eyes were brewing countless tenderness, like a gentle and merciful deity.

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

"You believe me." He said, "Death is not a departure in the true sense. I will accompany you in another way, forever and ever, immortal."

Ranbai rolled his throat very lightly, and those deep, dark eyes like that of a young wolf stared at Si Jin as if locking on a prey.

"You shouldn't worry about me."

"You should be the god's mansion that is always high above, invincible, and engraved in my heart."

"Abai, close your eyes." There was a gentle smile on the corner of his lips, and there was never a falling arc.

Lightly sip the corners of the dyed white lips and do the same.

Si Jin looked at the girl who closed her eyes and knew nothing about the surroundings, and slowly showed a smile. He leaned over, his snow-white slender fingers, gently held the girl's face, and then dropped a careful kiss.

There are no distractions, a clean and pure kiss.

The white 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 constant 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 that the eyes can't see, the familiar clean and refreshing cold fragrance gives infinite peace of mind.

Si Jin's forehead lightly pressed against the girl's forehead, and his long eyelashes half covered those deep, sea-like eyes.

The last kiss.

Since then,

I wish you a happy and peaceful life, and you can do whatever you want.

Congrats to me... Just like this winter this year, after death, whatever you do, a drop of rain, a snowflake, or that ray of light will fall on you and in your heart.

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