Ranbai's ears fell and whispered, which implied a little smile, flirting and spoiling: "take good care of yourself and remember to miss me."
The boy patted the dyed white back with both hands, then let go, turned and took steps, startled the Hong step by step and left
The parrot turned its round eyes and suddenly realized the boy's turn. It began to flutter its wings and cry against the edge of the cage: "don't go! Don't go!"
Jiang Yuyan didn't look back.
Gradually disappeared into the ice and snow.
The parrot barked for a long time and didn't get any response. He didn't see the familiar figure again. He became shriveled and didn't cry. He was a weak, helpless and pitiful bird. He shrank in the cage and protected himself with his wings.
The farther away the figure disappeared.
Dye Bai takes a casual look at the parrot up and down, knocks with his fingertips, and ponders a little.
"Ju Bai! Ju Bai!" in the face of the girl's eyes, the parrot seemed to live again and called ranbai's name excitedly.
A bird.
A parrot.
If it had not been taught, it would not have said such a name.
And I called her name completely at the first sight.
Only because of its owner.
Because Jiang Yuyan.
Dyed white eyes, quiet and cold, just stood in the snow and looked at the parrot for a long time.
In the end, he didn't throw away the stupid parrot, but took it back with him.
"Bai Bai, when did you have a parrot!" when Yunman saw the girl coming back with the parrot, he was completely stunned and looked at such a picture.
When he first came to a strange environment, the parrot didn't have the air of high toes at the beginning. He just stretched out his claws and held the edge of the cage. His small head made a little effort to probe out. A pair of eyes turned around and looked carefully at the surrounding environment. It seemed that after confirming that there was no danger, he let go and cried, "Hello! Hello!"
Yunman was stunned again.
Is this... Saying hello to her?
Ranbai casually found a reason. She was extremely attentive and indifferent: "picked it up."
The clouds are full of confusion.
Pick it up?
Can you pick up such a very spiritual parrot?
Guess that ranbai doesn't want to say more. Yunman is also very smart. He doesn't ask anymore. He just feels that the parrot is very cute, so after meditation, he decides how to take care of the parrot.
Giving the parrot to Yunman is tantamount to throwing out a trouble.
Dye white naturally.
The parrot was supposed to arrange other accommodation for the parrot, but who knows that the parrot refused to live or die. No matter where he went, he shouted Ju Bai hard and shouted at his throat. He would stop only after seeing dyed white.
In desperation, Yunman can only say: "it seems that this parrot has a good feeling for you. It's better to keep it in your room. What do you think?"
Ranbai stood there with a cold look and looked at the parrot coldly again.
With the last silence, he turned and left.
Yunmanxi, knowing this attitude, agreed.
He hurriedly arranged the parrot.
It is also true that since living in the dyed white room, the parrot has stayed quietly in the cage without shouting. Instead, it is satisfied to carve its bright feathers and bathe in the sun.
Yunman was surprised when he saw it.
Finally, we can only attribute this to the fact that parrots like to dye white very much.
It was nothing to have a parrot.
On the first night Jiang Yuyan left, before falling asleep, ran Bai lengbu heard the parrot crying and said good night.
Dye Bai found that the parrot especially likes to jump out of two words. It's crunchy.
A parrot... Can say good night.
Oh.
You know who you learned from.
No one but Jiang Yuyan will do this.
Sure enough.
When ranbai opens her mobile phone, you can see a message from wechat ten minutes ago. The note above is: Jiang Yuyan.
That's a ten second voice.
Dye baiyingbai's fingertips fell on the screen at a distance of one centimeter. After a pause for a long time, he clicked to listen.
The low magnetic and clear sound line sounded across the network, with a little more distortion, but each word was particularly bewitching and sexy, and a little gentle, just like the bright moon tonight, the slightly drunk moonlight.
"My lady, good night. Good night."
In such a slow sentence, every word haunted fell on my heart, as if I were rotating a pleasant melody with my heart strings, bewitching people.
It is a sound that can make the tip of the ear hot.
Special Sue.
After hearing the familiar voice, the parrot was directly excited, hit the cage hard, squeezed his little head out, and shouted excitedly, "Jiang Yuyan! Jiang Yuyan!"
But it looked for a long time and didn't see the shadow of the boy. It was a little shriveled, and its tone was much lower: "good night, good night."
Ranbai listens to the voice and the parrot's words.
An expressionless thought,
Sure enough,
There are as many pets as there are owners.
Dyed white feels so bad. She always feels bad because she is allowed to develop like this.
She doesn't like things beyond her control.
Everything should be strangled in the cradle.
So after this day,
Ranbai has never clicked on the new news from wechat. She has never seen the superposition of one message after another.
Just every day,
Ranbai could still hear a parrot saying good morning, good noon and good night to her.
As always, you can get a bunch of flowers every day.
It's just that I can't see the boy.
That's it.
It looks like nothing has changed.
This winter is colder than usual, and there is a lot of heavy snow. The north wind is biting.
In this weather,
It's even more unfriendly to the white body.
Count this time,
It's the third time that ranbai has been in the hospital.
The girl leaned indifferently on the hospital bed, her delicate eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, her face was very pale, abnormal and morbid white, and even her lip color was light.
One of her hands hung on her side and was giving a needle, exposing a part of her wrist. The radian of her carpal bone was slightly protruding, while the slender cyan blood vessels of the other hand were blue, and the remaining obvious pinholes were clearly visible.
In this way, it is very fragile, but it still gives people an inhumane cold feeling
As the master of this body, dyed white is the one who can eliminate all changes.
The feeling of death approaching.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
Because death is never the end.
Now everything has entered the ending stage. Dye Bai stared at the needle on the back of her hand and asked in a flat voice, "doctor Shi, how long do I have?"