Chapter 2466

His slender white fingers bent slightly against his white forehead. His skin color was translucent, cold and white. He was morbid and vulnerable. In his low eyes, his long eyelashes fell, and he saw the small and evil looking Sterling Silver Cross falling on the clavicle, which seemed to reflect the stars in the dark.

If so

Si Jin's eyes were deep and bottomless. He slowly stretched out his left hand. His cold and white fingertips butted against the cross hanging in the center of the bone chain. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The next second,

He slowly drew out the dagger pinned to his left waist. The blade was incomparably sharp in the cold light of the night.

The dark night is a little obscure, like an open ink.

The young man's face was hidden in the dark, and he could only vaguely see the cold and exquisite profile of his side face and the cold arc of his jaw.

White thin lips, no blood.

Unprovoked vulnerability, but dangerous.

Si Jin held a dagger in one hand and lowered his eyes. The deep depths of his dark eyes were like floating flames, with some desperate meaning and morbid paranoia.

"Tick, tick..." the sound of blood dripping on the ground is obvious in the quiet room.

The blade cut the wrist quickly, leaving only a residual shadow, cutting a deep bone deep scar, enough to make people lose too much blood and die.

Si Jin leaned back powerlessly, closed his eyes, didn't know what he was thinking, but his white fingertips were always against the pure silver cross, allowing blood to drip from his wrist.

In a dream, in a dream, in a world surrounded by all dreams.

Even in the end, you may not be able to tell where you are, whether it is a reality or a dream.

Only this wireless reincarnation repeats until you lose yourself.

But Si Jin won't.

In this long dark erosion dream, he has a light he wants to chase with all his strength.

That touch of crimson color has long been his lifelong belief.

Even a dream,

Si Jin is also willing to sink down, even if the final outcome is irreparable.

Without that man,

What's the point of his existence.

Because of too much blood loss, even his consciousness was slowly blurred, and he felt the approach of death again and again, but Si Jin didn't mean to stop bleeding at all.

Wake up again,

The person who had been sleeping suddenly opened his eyes. Those eyes like stagnant water seemed to have no waves.

The same place, the same room.

Si Jinzhi got up, lowered his eyes and looked at the white porcelain wrist, but there were no scars on it, not to mention the scars cut by the knife.

flawless and perfect.

The boy gently pursed his thin lips, and his broken black hair came down and covered his eyes.

Nothing

Magic dream is a dream. It was a dream just now. What about now?

Are you really awake, or are you still in a dream?

Can't you go back to the magic dream world.

Dream.

Thinking about this word,

Si Jin slowly pulled down the corners of his lips, revealing a faint cold radian.

Who the hell is he.

From where?

Is your dream a reality?

Maybe,

Or maybe not.

The result of misunderstanding is either to sink into a dream or to kill yourself in reality.

At this time,

The door of the room had been pushed open. A middle-aged figure came out from the outside. He looked kind and kind. He still carried a cup of warm milk in his hand. He smiled at Si Jin and said, "young master, drink a cup of milk before going to bed. It's good for your health."

Si Jinwei raised his eyebrows and eyes, and his dead eyes fell on the middle-aged woman without emotion.

"What's the matter?" the man wondered.

Si Jin slightly hooked the lower lip corner. The radian was very light. It didn't seem to be laughing. Instead, it symbolized the radian of hunting danger, both visual sense.

It's a smile on the target.

The slender and tall young man supported his body with one hand, got up directly, and walked step by step in front of the middle-aged woman. He had long eyelashes and looked at the glass of milk. Suddenly he opened his mouth, his voice was very weak, gently: "haven't you gone to the countryside to visit relatives?"

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "Oh, don't worry, young master, I've come back."

The atmosphere was quiet for two seconds. Si Jin said calmly, "but you haven't left here at all."

……

silent.

A strange silence.

But it didn't last long,

Because the cold figure in black has quickly and neatly pulled out the dagger pinned to the left waist, and then it symbolizes the danger and cold to solve the people in front.

One shot.

That neat action and handsome skill, as well as the calm indifference when talking, and the noble look on his side face, are very similar to the scenes that will appear in the film, and he is the most dazzling existence.

This night is destined to be long,

After countless pictures were intertwined and disordered, the whole person seemed to be pulled into the deep sea, unable to breathe and ask for help, but the feeling of suffocation was always with him.

Eyelids are heavy and conscious, but the body can't move at all.

Finally,

The sleeping, handsome and noble youth showed a pair of eyes as sharp as obsidian, and at the moment, it was like the fog in the night.

Such as the moment when the stagnant water makes waves, it is doomed to be a stormy wave.

Magic dream world.

Si Jin screwed off his eyebrows. His white fingers supported his beautiful forehead, and his lips were pale. The bottom of his eyes was not half warm and calm like a cold pool.

The next second,

He got up, took out a black windbreaker coat from the side, put it on his body quickly, and went out with his pocket in one hand.

The tall and straight figure of the young man seems to be able to integrate with the night. His black windbreaker looks like a devil.

No one knows where he wants to go.

But Si Jin himself knew what his purpose was.

Slum 42.

No day will be a quiet night.

The man who licked the blood on the tip of the knife and just had a fight with others ran into a noble boy in black.

He narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled. Did he send the prey to the door

When he was stopped, Si Jin raised his long eyelashes. Under his long eyelashes, his black eyes were cold and lustless, his thin lips opened gently, and the sound line seemed to have a cold meaning: "get out of the way."

The man smiled, and the whole man looked very crazy, "let me know? Do you know who I am? I'll put my words today. Don't think about it..." his words haven't finished yet.

The delicate eyebrows and eyes of the young man have been stained with uncontrollable anger. Even those deep and bottomless eyes seem to be stained with blood red, brewing almost towering evil Qi and wanton.

He raised his long legs, moved quickly and fiercely across the air, and directly kicked the man. His fingers with black leather gloves gave people a shoulder fall.

The black windbreaker's clothes are flying, setting off a cold wind in the air, with a ruthless force that can not be ignored, and cool.

"Bang!" with a loud noise, the man had fallen heavily to the ground, and billowing dust was splashed all around.