"Do you have anything else to say?" the policeman asked coldly after all the evidence pointed to Jung mo.

"Nothing to say," said Jung Mo calmly.

Strange and plain attitude.

After the judgment, Jung Mo made only one request.

He wants to see Rong Bai.

It was a late autumn afternoon.

The cold wind rolled the fallen leaves.

Rong Bai kept the appointment as scheduled.

Through the transparent glass, rongmo sees the people outside. He is as calm and elegant as ever. He has never changed, never.

"Sister." Rong Mo bent his eyes. Even at this time, he still smiled clean and pure. He took the phone and called softly.

"HMM." ran Baiwen agreed.

"Did you have that dream too?" this was the only question asked by rongmo. He put his fingertip on the glass window as if he could touch the person opposite.

I met a cold hand.

It's someone from another world.

He'll never catch her.

"That's right." ran Baimei, with warm eyes, frankly admitted that her voice lingered with low tenderness: "be obedient inside and come out early."

Rongmo smiled quietly, his shoulders trembling, and then his whole body trembled slightly. He didn't know what he was laughing at.

"My sister is really..." he thought for a long time, "always care about me."

"After all, I'm just your brother." ranbai smiled. "Are you right, amo."

Rongmo stopped talking and looked at her quietly. He seemed to feel that such a distance was too far. He was much closer. He put his forehead against the glass window. His dark eyes reflected the dyed white eyebrows and eyes. He kept silent and looked at her for a long time.

"Sister's eyes are so beautiful."

He said.

"If you are praising me, thank you." ran Bai's voice is so weak that she can't hear any special emotion, even if the person in front of her is her brother for two generations.

Yung Mo looked at her quietly.

No one spoke.

Maybe there's nothing to say.

Maybe there are too many words to speak, so we can only use silence to represent everything.

At the end of the visiting time, ranbai no longer looks at him. He gets up and leaves with a gentle back like jade.

No eyes.

Rongmo's fingers hanging on his side clenched and stretched out a terrible pallor, shaking uncontrollably. He pasted the whole face on the glass window, almost squeezed it into deformation, couldn't see what it used to be, and seemed to want to grasp something.

He was laughing, but he shed tears.

Finally, empty handed.

Nothing.

He was laughing, but he shed tears.

Sister's eyes are so beautiful.

Never have me.



Outside the prison,

The girl stood quietly on the road, wearing a beige hat, almost covering most of her face. When she saw dyed white, she smiled at her. It was sweet and lovely.

"Miss Rong," Xi Tong said with a smile, "let me say goodbye to you."

"Old friends are gone, looking for new friends?" the breeze brushed his long hair, dyed white, narrowed his eyes and joked.

"You can also say so." Xi Tong tilted her head, and the ingenuity and innocence of her small movements inadvertently made her look too harmless. "I'm going abroad. Congratulations on meeting more interesting people, Miss Rong."

"Congratulations."

"Huh?"

"Congratulations in advance. Have a nice trip," said ranbai, with shallow eyebrows.

"Thank you." Xi Tong thanked politely, with bright star eyes. "See you next time."

Rong Liyu goes crazy and Rong Mo leaves. Several illegitimate children take their own share of the property and disappear. There is only ranbai left in the huge Rong family.

Aunt Liu also watched Rong Mo grow up. From the beginning, the cramped child who couldn't even speak grew into a gentle and pleasant teenager. She couldn't believe that Rong Mo would do such a thing.

"Miss, Xiao Mo's room..."

"Keep it."

"OK."

"Are you sad?" ran Bai returned to the room alone. After locking the door, the angel jumped down from the girl's shoulder and turned into a teenager. She had silver hair and eyes, pure as snow, and asked softly.

"Why do you ask?" ran Bai smiled quietly, as if she had been laughing, happy or sad. It doesn't matter what. Sometimes even she deceived herself after wearing her face for a long time.

"I can feel that you are not happy." the young man's long eyelashes droop, the color of ice silver is clean and holy, and even his breath is consistent. He is a little confused, and his voice is soft and pleasant.

"There's nothing to be happy about, and there's nothing to be sad about." ranbai hugged him in a gentle and casual tone: "why don't you coax me to be happy?"

The angel's earlobe was slightly red and a little shy, but she still hugged dyed white and said gently in her ear, like the sunrise at dawn and the moonlight at night: "I will always be with you."

"That's funny?" ran Bai raised her hand and loosened the lower collar. When the angel saw it, she untied the silver collar pin pinned on the collar for her. The reflected luster was cold and bright. The rules were incredible. She could never make mistakes. Ran Bai lowered her eyes and looked at the young man's actions. She clasped her hand on the young man's waist, whispered in his ear and bited her ears vaguely: "What should I do? I'm a little greedy."

The angel's fine and slender eyelashes trembled, and the earlobes as thin as cicada's wings were scarlet in color.

"Kiss me." ranbai smiled and leaned back.

A low voice, a commanding tone.

Like the most deadly temptation, bewitching the gods.

The angel raised his eyebrows and eyes slightly, and his beautiful silver eyes were like a deep ice lake. He looked at the person in front of him. After a moment of silence, he leaned over and kissed the thin and soft lips on the dyed white lips.

"Good boy." ranbai sighed in a low voice, deepening the kiss.

She bullied the angel and couldn't breathe. She smiled and whispered, "Why are you so good to me?"

The young man was obviously stunned for a moment. He frowned slightly, raised his hand and covered his red ears. After a long time of silence, he hesitated and said in a soft voice: "he, he told you."

"I want to hear from you now."

The angel blushed and did not speak.

"I'm so sad. The baby won't meet me with a word." ranbai sighed, lingering in the angel's ear.

"My data tells me."

"I like you."

After finishing that sentence, ranbai wanted to pester the angel to coax him to say he liked it, but she didn't expect that this sentence was much more straightforward than she thought.

Rao Shi ran Bai also paused at that moment.

Angels have a thin skin and never take the initiative. After saying these two words, they almost bury their faces from people.

"What a coincidence." ranbai raised his chin, forced the angel to look at himself and said calmly: "although I don't have data, I like you."

The angel's eyebrows and eyes are soft and rippling, with a light smile. The snow-white grand wings spread out from behind him, clean and soft, flowing the holy halo and gently encircling the dyed white.

He kissed her with his wings.

In the moonlight.

For a long time,

The original pure snow-white wings gradually turned into strange and gorgeous bat wings. Although there were no feathers, the black and red lines were another soul-stirring beauty, arrogantly holding dye white.

"Hey, you haven't said --" before the lazy and unhappy voice could finish, it was interrupted by a gentle voice with a deep and affectionate ending.

"I like you so much." she smiled, "are you satisfied?"

"I want to hear it a hundred times." the devil said lazily, thought and corrected it again: "a thousand times."

"Listen for a lifetime," said ranbai.