Chapter 2465

He knew that the more this time, the more he should be calm, but he seemed to have no way to control his emotions.

As long as I think that person will disappear, the anger deliberately pressed at the bottom of my heart can not be controlled.

Si Jin closed his eyes. He had always been cold and beggarly. He felt irritable. He lowered his eyes, looked at the shadow reflected on the river, and unconsciously pressed the sterling silver cross at the clavicle with his fingertips.

"Bai." the young man's thin lips opened gently, and his voice was slightly hoarse, as if with an unknown emotion.

But this time, there was no response.

Si Jin paused for a moment. His fingertips pressed the strength of the cross more and more heavily, and the voice line was obscure and deep: "a Bai, a Bai..."

He was like a cold and accurate repeater. He kept repeating the title without stopping for a moment. His voice became dumb, but there was only silence in the air except the boy's own voice.

No response.

Nothing.

The chaos of the magic dream ended, and suddenly disappeared without response.

This is probably what Si Jin fears most.

I'll know in the morning

Clearly should not have thoughts.

The bottom of my heart already knew where and how it came from, but my heart beat faster than I could control, so that there was only one figure in the bottom of my heart.

Black and white is the only color in the world.

Si Jin's eyes were deep and could break through the red of the fundus of his eyes, as if they were stained with blood and brewing evil and cold anger.

This way, too out of control, as if he could pull out the dagger pinned to his left waist in the next second, break the last bottom line and dye his hands with blood.

There are no waves on the sparkling river. The water is as flat as a mirror, clearly reflecting the youth's face.

Almost skyrocketing evil and wanton.

Rolling black fog and hostility.

It is the other side of breaking the secular and consistent calm disguise.

The bottom of Si Jin's eyes seemed to overflow with blood. The cold wind blew, and the calm of the river was broken, making waves, like small stones thrown in by people, splashing circles of ripples.

Even the picture reflected on the river began to shake violently.

Si Jin's eyes fell on the river and looked at the reflected youth. His actions suddenly stopped.

He narrowed his eyes, and his cold and beautiful profile disappeared in the afterglow of the sunset, outlining a bit of danger.

The slender boy lowered his body and bent down slowly. After three seconds of sight on the river, his expression gradually calmed down, leaving only endless indifference.

The night is deep,

Originally lying in bed, his eyebrows were slightly twisted, and the pale boy suddenly opened his eyes.

"Are you back..." looking at all the familiar furnishings and rooms in the magic dream world, Si Jin's eyes were light.

Si Jin Wei looked up and remained silent for a few seconds. He narrowed his eyes silently, as if he were thinking about something.

long time,

He got up slowly,

Open the window of the room, and the cold wind in the middle of the night roared in. The broken black hair in front of the boy's forehead was very messy, but it was a full atmosphere of abstinence.

Si Jin stood on his side and let the cold wind blow on him, so as to make his consciousness more sober and accurate.

He raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows.

It's night, still in the room.

The man did not disappear, nor did the magic dream end, nor was it the time of sunset.

It was just a dream.

A thing buried in the bottom of my heart, ready to move and uneasy, appears in my dream.

It's like being able to arouse the most fear in your heart.

yes.

He was afraid... Afraid of the girl's sudden appearance and disappearance without trace.

He was the only one left.

Still standing where you are.

It's just a dream.

If he had not remembered that the man had promised him that he would not leave him, perhaps Si Jin would really fall into this dream woven by fear and fear in his heart, and then he would never wake up and let himself blacken.

But he had no reason to believe any words ranbai said, right or wrong.

As long as the man said he wouldn't leave,

Si Jin believed it.

He looked at the bright night outside. The bright white moon was shining softly, like a little brighter reflecting the whole world. It was affectionate and gentle.

Si Jin paused at the fingertips by the window. He slowly lowered his eyes and stared at the small and evil cross.

After a long time, he gently pulled down the corner of his lip, made a low sound, and looked very careless. Then he played with the dagger just pulled out from his left waist and spun one beautiful circle after another on his fingertip, leaving only a remnant.

Three seconds,

Enough to do one thing.

That is to stab the dagger into the heart.

No, neither.

The moon is not right.

On the Lantern Festival, Si Jin glanced at the girl staring at the moon.

It was clearly in the gray fog, vaguely showing a bit of light red moon, and even gave people an unprovoked evil.

But now the moon,

Pure white, bright and bright.

Not at all.

The blood spilled over the corners of his lips and looked extremely dazzling on the porcelain white jaw. Si Jin swallowed the bloody smell of his throat, and his eyes were still calm and indifferent.

It seemed that no matter what happened around him, or what happened to himself, he couldn't arouse half his emotions.

Like a cold and accurate machine.

That's it.

The eyes were dark, as if the body had lost its support, leaving only endless vertigo.

The night is diffuse, deep like thick ink that can't be melted.

In the most prosperous and warm 21st century, high-rise buildings, busy traffic and thousands of lights turn into bits and pieces of light.

In the low luxury villas of European and American design style,

Different design style from magic dream.

A room,

The person on the bed suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes and looked around darkly. Those eyes were deep and black.

The slender boy was dressed in black solemn pajamas, lined with white skin and messy black hair scattered on his forehead. His side face was handsome and pale, like a blood sucking aristocrat.

After a few seconds of silence, Si Jin gently rolled down his throat. His dark eyes calmly looked at the familiar scenes around him, looking indifferent and cool.

No one knows where this is better than Si Jin.

In the 21st century, modernization.

A world with completely different institutional standards from magic dream.

This may be where he should have existed.

Everything that happened before and everyone I met, including the magic dream, was a long and quiet dream in the dark night.

In this way, it has been repeated in the dream.

Just woke up in magic dream, it was just a dream.

Is he really back?

Wake up from all your dreams.

There is no girl at all.

At best, it's just a dream.

There was a stabbing pain in his mind for a moment, so that all his consciousness was blank. Si Jin's face was a little pale, and his lips were white, as if all the temperature had been evacuated. Unexpectedly, there was a fragile beauty.