But now,

It's no use wrapping it in a gift box.

She thought the man promised to come back. Now she seems to think too much. After all, he never said he would come back.

It's just a surprise.

Looking at the girl's absent-minded appearance, Ann really couldn't understand those complex emotions. She just wanted to encourage herself to be a close and personal robot, so she asked, "are you in a bad mood?"

"Why not?" ran Bai said carelessly, "good."

Angel: "

The world is not a robot.

Obviously, it doesn't look so good. Why do you have to say good.

Is duplicity so popular now?

Ann stuck for a long time and asked intermittently, "you... Now it's time to rest according to human beings. Don't you sleep?"

"Wait for someone," said ranbai, reaching out and knocking on ANN, "be quiet."

Maybe the man can't wait.

Dyed white eyes looked at the thick night outside, like a dark ocean that can drown everything, without any light and figure.



Is the dim light in the ward constantly floating, or is the sound of the pointer moving constantly ringing.

"Don't think about anything, relax, there's no need to be vigilant..." the low and sweet voice seems to come from another world, just like the most clear symphony, which lures and bewitches for no reason in the rhythmic percussion.

The person sitting in the chair only feels that his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier. It seems that he can't open them, so he should slowly close his eyes.

"You're fine. You don't have any worries. Now you're watching at home..."

Is it the dust floating in the open light?

Or the half closed curtain was gently shaken by the wind.

Everything seemed drowsy.

It's like a magic that makes people relax their vigilance and feel at ease for no reason.

Si Jinzhi got up and looked at the patient. His tone was flat: "OK."

The long eyelashes cover the bottom of the eyes, and the fundus is still some cyan black. The side face is as beautiful as ever.

The night outside the window was deep and the light and shadow in the room were dim.

Gu Yuchang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled helplessly: "this time I was negligent. You are also good at dreaming..." after a pause, he said, "but have you had nightmares lately?"

Si Jin raised his eyes, then turned his eyes sideways. His tone was neither warm nor light. He neither denied nor determined: "it's OK, that's it."

Gu Yu: "

"At least I'm your private psychologist. Is that your attitude?"

"Oh?" Si Jin picked up the tip of his eyebrow, his tone was very light, and slowly said, "a psychologist who still needs to find me if there is a problem?"

Gu Yu: "

I can't talk this day.

"You return it so late?" Gu Yu looked at the time and raised his chin to Si Jin. "It's really not good. You can make do with it here?"

Si Jin paused, then looked at the time with his silent low eyes.

One twenty in the morning.

Already.

I seem to be late.

But there seems to be no need to promise. After all, it's just a slightly familiar stranger.

The young man's eyes were in a trance for a moment, like ripples splashing in the calm deep sea, and finally returned to calm. He stretched out his hand to pull off his tie, turned his face sideways, put his slender white fingers on the back of the chair at will, and quietly refused: "no, I'll go now."

"OK." Gu Yu didn't force anyone to stay, but casually asked, "master, have you contacted you recently?"

"No." Si Jin couldn't say a few words to anyone because he was naturally cold.

"Gee, I don't know where I'm going..."

While Gu Yu was talking, Si Jin had gone out and took off his white coat. He wore a long black windbreaker. His sense of abstinence was not reduced, but there was a bit of evil.

Inexplicably decadent in the night.

Gu Yu subconsciously frowned and muttered, "why... Something seems to be wrong recently?"



"Da, Da, Da..." is the sound of time passing by.

The midnight bell had rung at twelve in the morning.

The empty villa is as deserted as ever.



Ann saw the girl indifferently open the box with the cake and opened her metal eyes. "Hey, what are you doing? Isn't it for Mr. Si?"

"No." ran Bai threw the packing box aside in a flat tone: "think too much. After time, eat it for yourself."

Except at midnight.

It doesn't make sense after any minute.

Under the light, the knife and fork flashing silver light is inserted into the cake. The action is with a pleasant sense of dignity, and the seal is trembling, "accommodation, host...?"

"What's up?" ran Bai said and tasted it.

The soft waxy cake melts on the tip of the tongue. It doesn't have the taste of the cake at all. It's really bitter.

Tut.

"Host, are you... Angry?" Feng Luo was about to kneel. He didn't expect to encounter such a bad thing when he came out of the magic dream world. He didn't let Tong worry day by day.

"No." ran Bai's words are true. With a knife and fork inserted into a freshly cut cake, "what's worth getting angry?"

"I thought you gave birth to an official (⊙ ⊙)."

Ranbai was silent for a second and smiled low. "He has lost his memory. It's not something he can choose. I promised him that he would come to him. How can he give him up so easily?"

"What you gave me is mine. Whoever wants to rob will kill." the silver light of the knife and fork collides, and the flashing light is inexplicably cold. Listening to ran Bai, he said in a calm tone: "there is no other way. What I want can only be done in my arms, understand?"

Feng Luo didn't speak.

"He is a dreamer. He should know the difference between reality and dream better than anyone, but he can willingly sink into the dream for me, even if the final outcome may be destruction and doom." ran Bai's tone is very light: "If it wasn't for me, he couldn't lose his memory. He should be the existence of the scenery and the moon, and then indifferently tear up his dreams, not like now."

"After all, I brought him in first. He's my man, so I have to be responsible for him." the cake is bitter and astringent in my mouth, but dyeing white doesn't stop. I eat it one mouthful at a time. "If I just give up him, how shallow is my love? That's all."

After thinking about it, ran Bai smiled, "when I didn't say anything, you are a system and don't understand."

Feng Luo: "... Who says I don't understand!"

"Well, I won't tell you this." ran Bai's tone is as usual. It seems that there is no difference from normal. The radian of the lip angle has not fallen. The dark ink falls on her, like it almost devours her, reflecting that delicate face and calm eyes like a cold pool. "Are you ready for the information I asked you before?"