Chapter 4070

It was one night after a long time that ranbai had another nightmare.

She pulled up a chair and sat by the French window.

There are thousands of lights outside the huge transparent glass window. It's never too bright in the world.

There was no voice in the room. It was very quiet when there was only one person.

Dye Bai always smiles outside, either lazy or playful. It's not serious, but when she's alone, she doesn't laugh much. She even perfunctorizes the radian from the corners of her mouth, and then flattens it slightly every minute.

It's quiet, the pupils are dark, and there's a feeling of wandering outside the world. It's like the wind. It's tangled when it's warm, and still when it's quiet. It's free to retract and release at will.

It's also a habit to seal off this period of time. After all, the strange things that its host does because of insomnia are not two days a day.

Once, dye Bai fainted because of hypoglycemia. Shen Zhiyu almost invited the doctors of the whole hospital for consultation.

The last one is a psychologist.

That day, the psychologist and ranbai talked for an hour, and no one knew what they talked about in that hour.

Dyeing white is also very normal and quite helpless.

She just lost sleep. It's really no problem.

Instead, the psychologist thought that his career had suffered Waterloo, and gave a very complex evaluation.

——"She is the most normal patient I have ever seen."

The most normal is the patient.

Feng Luo thought, does that matter to you? The host of his family is also a person who has been a psychologist, and he is still with you.

In fact, at this time, one day is quiet and alone. Fengluo doesn't want to disturb ranbai too much.

It doesn't know why it has a palpitation. It's difficult to tell where that feeling comes from. Just looking at the person's back is out of control.

Oh, it has no heart.

Feng Luo sighed, jumped out of the system space and quietly nestled on the ground. His snow-white tail raised gently. He and dye Bai enjoyed the urban scenery outside the landing window and had a panoramic view. Although these scenery are beautiful, they are all the same. After watching it for a long time, he didn't feel anything. It asked strangely, "what can I see?"

Ran Bai then fell back on the chair and was careless. The light and shadow reflected in her two pupils went out in an instant. She was so interested for the first time and said coldly, "I used to see it like this when I was in the blood clan."

Feng Luo was stunned when he heard ranbai talking about blood clan for the first time.

"But the window is not so big and you don't see so much."

Dye Bai's tone is flat and light, like talking about strangers.

"What can you see?" Feng Luo is a little curious.

"A peach tree, very tall, higher than the attic." Dye white closed her eyes.

The seal fell and said without a word: "I heard that the meaning of peach tree is very good, longevity and well-being."

"Really? That's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"The man who lives there is a short-lived ghost."

Luo Feng couldn't help asking, "who?"

"I forgot."

She thinks a lot recently. The looser the imprisonment, the more turbulent the memory.

But no matter how she recalled it, she could not remember who the people in the attic were and were buried in the fog forever.

All she knew was that the people who lived there died and were bloody when they died.

Feng Luo was silent for a long time: "I heard that people who have forgotten will think of them in their dreams."

"What you hear is not very reliable." Dyed white pulled down the corners of her lips, but she didn't smile. Her wrists hung on her side. She was pale and sick. "I dream every night, and I've never seen it."

Feng Luo subconsciously looked at ran Bai and could not see any emotion from that strange face.

It wants to ask what dream it is, but it also knows that it will not be a good thing. It has never heard ranbai say, just like no one knows as long as she doesn't say.

She always seemed heartless and heartless, indulged herself into the plane, and always took out a trace of reason to watch coldly, without exception.

"I can't see that people like you still have nightmares." Fengluo was filled with emotion. It clearly looked so unscrupulous.

Ranbai hissed, "yes, just your IQ, I don't say what you can know?"

“……”

Why is it insulting?

There is no denying that ranbai is a person with deep thoughts, so deep that he can't reveal his true self and hide all his thoughts in a place no one knows.

She doesn't need to talk or rely. She can always adjust herself and keep rational.

It's not a deliberate concealment, but it's purely unnecessary and unimportant.

Feng Luo has seen many people, and ran Bai is the one he still can't judge. It's difficult to describe who the host is. Countless impressions have been overturned from understanding, but what is consistent is that an introverted reason, like a knife embedded in bone marrow, deep into flesh and blood, rooted and grew, and lived and died with her.

"Hey, sometimes it's not a bad thing that sensibility is greater than rationality. You're too strict."

"I'm --"

"I know!" Feng Luo interrupted her, "you've pretended to be emotional enough now."

"It's boring." Dyed Bai Tut, pinched her wrist and looked down at the lights.

Feng luole: "in fact, we still have something in common."

“……”

Ranbai was silent for two seconds: "don't insult me."

“？？？”

Feng luonu: "can you have a heart to heart talk! I tell you! You can't stop this lonely night and my mouth!"

When dyeing Brighton, he had an impulse to throw the seal into the small black room.

Feng Luo whispered, "I don't remember my past."

Take a look at it.

"All systems will forget the past and only retain data." Feng Luo said seriously, "do you remember who you are? I've been a string of data since I was born."

"Forget it." Dyed white rarely comforted it, "maybe it was more stupid in the past."

“……”

Seal your mouth and spit fragrance.

"You are so hostile to me now that I can't even feel miserable."

"There are many poor people. You have to be pitiful one by one."

Dyed white lightly.

Feng Luo stopped talking and was quiet for a long time: "it's almost over, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"Will I see you again when it's over?"

"You can see if you want to."

"Will you be reluctant?"

"No."

"You are cruel."

"Yes."

Fengluo has never had such a strong feeling at any moment. She doesn't belong here or in the world.

She should be her, whatever she is.

Ran Bai looked out of the window for a long time. She didn't feel boring for a long time. She covered the place where her heart grew and heard the sound of heartbeat.

Blood clan is born without heart.

This is the last time she senses the human heartbeat.

The attic is very quiet. There is no sound forever. There is a peach tree that has lived for a long time outside the narrow window. You have to raise your head hard to see the sky until your eyes are sour.

It's over.