From what Wei Ran did before, it's really convenient for him to be alone, but it's a little far from now.
Since ran Bai met Wei Ran, he has never seen any friends around him. He looks gentle and upright, like a real aristocrat, not arrogant and impetuous, just right, and occasionally shows a bit of arrogance.
But it has been hard to get close. His alienation is melted into his bones, and the sense of distance is innate.
If you don't encounter dyed white, Wei Ran may live such a life, or feel bored and choose to die to end the boring life.
Wei Ran once said that dyeing White was the only accident in his life.
An accident to his liking.
Ran Bai didn't know much about Wei Ran's family situation. What she wanted was Wei Ran. Wei Ran didn't care or avoid it. She told her briefly.
His parents died in the murder. Wei Ran was four years old that year. He had no relatives, no trouble, no complex interpersonal communication and economic debt, no friends, but many partners.
Don't care about anything with him, because he is the only one.
W. R. fairy tale is close to the police station,
No need to drive, two people walking in the street.
Late at night, although there are few streets on this road, the old and disrepair street lamps have been renovated again, and the dim lights have become bright. They can emit soft and clear light and shadow without struggle.
The shadows of the two people were stretched obliquely and occasionally overlapped.
Wei Ran took her hand and walked through the street like countless ordinary lovers in the world.
It feels good.
Even he has some infatuation.
"Forensic child." Wei Ran suddenly shouted.
The forensic looks exquisite, but it looks cold, like ice and snow in winter. His lips are a little cold, and a little cold radian. He responded: "hmm?"
The night was dark, and the light of the stars and the shadow of the street lamps were crumpled and intertwined, paving a brilliant and fine road.
The voice of the youth was ethereal in the night, but it was still clear. It was a rare smile without any banter. In this ordinary night, it showed an unusual and unspeakable solemnity: "let's always do this."
Wei Ran always said what he wanted to say. He was used to being casual and playing alone. He never thought he would fall in one day.
He rarely wants to leave anything.
Dyeing white is the first and last.
He really wants to be like this all the time.
In this world where he has been cold and tired for a long time, go on.
"OK," she said only one word.
This sentence came too suddenly and without warning, but ranbai didn't ask why. Maybe it was a unique tacit understanding between them. It didn't need too many words to know what the other party was thinking.
Mr. Zhang held her hand tightly and clasped his fingers slowly. The color in his eyes was very light, as if it were the most gentle and bewitching color in the world. At the moment, he plated a layer of bright color, which seemed to have a glimmer of ups and downs, and brightened the pair of pupils. He smiled. There was joy in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He said with a tone: "why does my brother like my forensic children so much?"
It's not serious. It's back.
The tone is a little joking, like calm, slightly drunk and exciting.
Dyed white pulled her lower lip coldly, and the light and shadow hit her side face. The cold tone was white, the tone was flat, cold and lustless: "I like it to kill you."
Casually said a word, but unexpectedly, after hearing it, Wei Ran thought for two seconds, smiled and slowly echoed: "yes."
The forensic couldn't help kicking him.
Wei Ran really didn't hide, let her kick, laughed and joked: "how can you take your hands and feet with your brother."
"Get out."
Then Wei Ran obediently rolled around and grabbed the thin shoulder of the forensic doctor. He was as gentle as jade and said half jokingly, "that brother rolled here."
“……”
Forensic medicine is often said to be speechless by Wei Ran. She doesn't understand Wei Ran's brain circuits that are different from ordinary people.
Aware that the forensic medicine didn't speak again, Wei Ran raised her eyebrows, poked her side face with her fingertips, and asked softly, "angry?"
No, but the forensic didn't speak.
She was cold and expressionless. It was time for her to appear almost sharp and cold, without a trace of humanity.
Wei Ran thought deeply, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "my brother asked you to do something."
He was laughing. The light and shadow crumpled in his eyes, like a star falling into the world: "I like it."
Dyed white silently for a long time, then said: "... M?"
"If s is a child," Wei Ran smiled and said slowly, "please take pity on your brother."
"Don't worry, sir." the forensic doctor, with a cold face and low air pressure, pointed to him and said word by word: "I will focus again so that I can pity you."
Wei Ran smiled and bent his eyebrows.
He half hugged people and walked forward. The night diluted his voice. He seemed to say, "thank you for your love."
W. R. fairy tales are still open late at night. The sweet and greasy smell of desserts lingers in the air. The lights are warm and bright, which seems to be a quiet world in the world.
There are not many guests in the shop at this time, only a few people.
"Children eat supper." Wei Ran opened his mouth carelessly, and his lips were slightly hooked: "my brother made it for you."
Almost the same scene, the same words, seems to return to that day, nothing has changed, they are still them.
The radian of dyed white lip angle is very restrained and difficult to detect: "whatever."
Expressionless, the clerk who stood next to him and was fed a mouthful of dog food looked numb. He was used to the expression of vicissitudes.
Wei Ran made dessert on the first floor, and dyed white went back to the second floor first.
W. R. the door of the fairy tale was pushed open by young guests late at night. It was a girl, dressed in a loose T-shirt and cowboy shorts, revealing a pair of white sexy long legs, dressed very delicately.
As soon as she opened the door, she just saw the slender and elegant figure of the young man, with a touch of amazing beauty in her eyes.
Impulsive beyond reason, she stepped forward and said in a charming voice, "hello."
Wei Ran was carrying a plate of dessert in one hand. He just wanted to go up to the second floor, but suddenly there was another person in front of him. He raised his eyes lazily.
When the girl saw that face in front of her, she was more surprised and asked boldly, "can you add a wechat?"
After listening to Wei Ran, he narrowed his eyes, didn't know what he thought, slowly lifted up the corners of his lips, smiled and said calmly, "it's OK."
The girl was pleasantly surprised. Then she heard the young store manager Sven say.
"But I have three girlfriends. If you don't mind playing games together, add them."
This sentence fell on the girl's ear like a bolt from the blue.
She's a fool.
After struggling for a minute, he looked at Wei Ran with complex eyes, and finally held out a sentence: "slag man!"
Then he was so angry that he didn't even eat dessert and ran away.