Chapter 3842

It's not safe.

If Rong Bai has the memory of a previous life, he will be on guard. If he wants to harm her in this way, he will send evidence to Rong Bai.

Jung Mo is used to being cautious and doesn't want to make mistakes at the last minute.

He couldn't tell whether he was reborn or dreamed of a previous life, but what rongmo knew from beginning to end was that he had to climb up wherever he was, to a position where no one would step under his feet again.

Such an idea calmly and silently melted into Rong's family at the moment, and has grown into a big tree in the sky over the years.

But Jung Mo never thought of it,

He still couldn't prevent Rong Bai. He lost at the place where he attacked her. Rong Mo didn't even know how Rong Bai moved his hands and feet.

It was also a cloudy day. It was going to rain.

Rongmo received a call from the doctor of the mental hospital. The other party hurriedly said, "your father is ill again. The situation is very serious and his health is not very good. Maybe... I suggest you come over."

Rong Mo often runs to the mental hospital these days and plays the role of a good son. He tells the doctor to notify Rong Liyu if he has any problems. He listens to the voice on the phone and doesn't think much. He calmly says so that he can put on his coat and go out.

When he was in the car, rongmo fastened his seat belt and said a word to go to the mental hospital.

Xiao Sun said hello.

Rongmo quietly looks at the cloudy day outside the window. He can't see the light in the foggy sky. He always feels similar. He is in a trance for a time until his eardrum is torn by some dull and violent roar! At that moment, he could not hear any sound. The rolling heat wave drowned him, and every skin on his body felt burning pain——

no

When rongmo was swallowed by the heat wave, he still had a trace of consciousness. The strong desire for survival made him desperately want to climb out. His fingers were dripping with blood and white bones could be seen.

Finally hang down.

The sudden explosion caused chaos and screams.

The sirens of police cars and ambulances staggered.

A heavy rain suddenly came.

Also in my heart, finally fell.

When ranbai heard the news, she was peeling apples.

She leaned against the window. The window opened for a small half, and some wind and rain came in. The sky was gray and overcast. She looked at the sky and reacted calmly, as if she heard Rong Mo go out and twist her feet.

The devil stared at her apple cutting action, and the dark red and evil eyes did not blink.

The apple skin was thinly cut off. Miraculously, it didn't break from beginning to end until the last knife fell. The hand holding the fruit knife was as slender as bone china, and the ring on the tail finger was cold and moist.

"Want to eat?" ran Bai looked at the devil, staring at the apple in her hand, picked the tip of her eyebrow and asked lazily.

The young man sat lazily opposite her with his chin propped up. His white fingertips were lined with bright red lips. His eyebrows and eyes were still evil and flaming in the dark sky. He tilted his head and stared at the dyed white hand. His eyes also moved up and down with each other's actions. Some were amazed at the complete apple skin.

The devil thought, reluctantly nodded, and then stretched out his hand.

"No." dyed white calmly handed it to her lips and took a bite.

"??" the devil snorted coldly: "boring!"

"It's boring." ran Bai's voice was gentle. "So I have to have some fun with my childhood friends."

The devil tutted and looked at ranbai's leisurely and indifferent appearance of biting the apple. The more he looked, the more unhappy he became. Finally, he jumped up fiercely and pressed the wrist of ranbai's hand holding the apple. Ranbai quietly watched the boy's actions, but he didn't dodge.

The young man's tall and beautiful fingers circled the thin section under his palm, and took a bite on the apple with that action. Two small sharp teeth poked out from the thin soft lips. When she lowered her eyes and focused on biting the apple, she could see his long eyelashes. She felt itchy and swept with one hand.

The devil's eyelashes trembled. He lazily held the dyed white wrist and bit the apple. He deliberately bit the apple like a cat who stole the fishy smell and swaggered in front of its owner. The tip of his tongue licked the corner of his lips: "it's very sweet. Thank you for peeling the apple for me."

His voice was so loose that he could breathe water, low and provocative. He said that he should take the apple smoothly. When he wanted to return to enjoy the apple exclusively, he was held down by someone. Dyed white pulled him back with a smile: "want to go after robbing?"

"I thank you for robbing." the devil looked up at her. The apple between his lips and teeth was not finished. His lips were red and white, and there was an inexplicable sense of beauty.

"Should I thank you?" ran Bai's low eyes looked at his face, almost overflowing with a sense of oppression, and relaxed.

"It's not my business. I've bitten it anyway." the devil smiled and said, "what else can you do, master ~"

"What can I do?" ran Bai lowered her face, leaned over and approached inch by inch, and the light and shadow were dim and hazy. She penetrated through the gap for a few minutes. She raised the young man's chin: "of course, she bit back."

"Oh, woo..."

He planned the time when the operation was over and Rong Mo was awake. He went to the hospital the next day.

She came by chance,

Jung Mo woke up in half an hour.

The sunlight outside the window is soft, and the ward is so large and cold.

The young man was thin and pale, as if he broke at a break.

Rongmo can feel that the people around him are always familiar with the clean fragrance. He looks at the ceiling quietly, as if he doesn't even have the strength to turn his head.

Rongmo didn't speak, nor did ranbai.

The atmosphere was quiet and empty.

"Sister." the young man's thin lips moved slightly, and his hoarse and calm address slowly lingered from his lips and teeth, with a certain gravel like texture. Countless times of address meant unknown.

"Yes."

"I'm still alive."

"You're still alive."

"I'm still alive."

Rongmo smiled quietly, as if he had encountered something incredible and very funny, and almost all the tears of laughter were coming out.

He doesn't want to die at all.

You can even do anything beyond the bottom line in order to live.

At the moment of the explosion, he seemed to feel rongbai's despair.

The heat wave rolled and there was nowhere to escape.

Flooded, torn.

His last thought before he was unconscious, he accepted the fact very calmly and thought.

It's a reward for a reward.

He doesn't owe her anymore.

Rongmo really thought he was going to die, or rongbai would not let him go.

He didn't expect to see Rong Bai alive.

"If you can live, who will want to die." ran Bai smiled and said softly, "you are so scared."

If Rong Mo didn't know that the explosion must be dye Bai, if he didn't know that all her kindness to him came from utilization, if he didn't have a absurd dream of changing soup... I'm afraid Rong Mo would be shaken, softhearted and feel that Rong Bai also has a heart.

That soft and gentle sound of you is too easy to fall.