The winter of the blood clan is really too cold. Ran Bai is afraid of cold in her bones and doesn't like winter, even if her birthday is in this season.
Whenever the cold current strikes, ranbai always likes to rush into the man's arms, like holding a heater, and his whole body is warm.
The attic was always quiet. Mr. gave her a newborn kitten for fear that she would feel lonely.
Ranbai thought for a long time and named it Yixi with her husband.
"Little sticky man." His voice was low. "Come and practice calligraphy."
Look at his eyebrows and eyes and teach him carefully.
Dyed white looked at him in the sun.
One day.
She is willing to lead the education of years with a sincere heart.
It was the third year with her husband. The first snow came as scheduled, and she grew up another year.
It was her birthday.
It was also a day when she was imprisoned by her father in a dark water prison.
"I didn't hurt anyone."
"I didn't kill them."
Leger looked at her coldly and said, "you have a different life."
"Is that why?" Somehow, ranbai suddenly wanted to laugh. She stared at him and asked, "just because I have a different life, should I die?"
"This is your life." Leger didn't want to entangle with ranbai. "If you find the real murderer, you'll be let out naturally."
If not?
Kill her, of course, and blame the civilians.
The disaster disappeared and the blood soul was about to awaken.
She's useless.
The best way for a useless person with an unusual number is to get rid of it and then quickly.
Leger will not leave a threat to his existence, even if it is his own flesh and blood.
To be exact, he does not admit that this is his child.
She was just a mistake.
Just a monster.
He turned and left.
In the dark and humid water prison, the bones are buried in the deepest place, and no one cares. The figure is almost swallowed by the boundless darkness, locked in a cage and entangled in chains, like a beast without dignity and freedom.
"Daddy."
"You know today..."
Leger's gone.
He had no patience to hear her finish, let alone what day it was today.
Dye Bai sat quietly on the wet ground, the cold temperature penetrated into her bones inch by inch, and even the bone seams were painful. She didn't care, lowered her eyes, moved her hands curiously, and the iron chain around her wrist and ankle made a heavy and cold sound, which could break her bones.
If only it were tomorrow.
Sir said he would surprise her.
I don't know if I'm in a hurry to come back.
Recently, too many strange things have taken place in Duyu. One bloody death after another has no reason.
They thought of dyeing white and decided that dyeing white led to all this.
The voice of killing ranbai reached its peak overnight. All the people knelt outside the palace and begged Leger to execute ranbai.
same night.
Here comes Mr.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take you out." He put the cake in front of the girl and covered her with a cloak to keep out the cold. He looked calm and determined, and was born with convincing calm magic.
"Sir." Dyed white bent the corner of his lips, "don't be afraid."
Mo Chen was stunned for a moment: "listen to ah Bai."
He looked at the chain wrapped around ranbai quietly and fed her cake in person. Ranbai sat there, opened his mouth and waited for feeding, with a peaceful attitude.
"The cake is sweet, thank you, sir."
Quiet for a long time, she asked softly.
"Am I a nemesis?"
"Ah Bai is not a nemesis. He is Mr. A's most proud student."
He is so firm, so calm.
"Then why do they dislike me so much?"
Late at night, the water prison was silent. The girl leaned against his arms and listened to the heartbeat.
"They don't like you. They have no eyes."
Knowing that she was afraid of the dark and cold, he broke into the water prison without permission, accompanied her all night, whispering outside stories and great rivers and mountains.
Ranbai smelled the light fragrance on her husband, and the voice on her ear was like a low soothing voice. She gradually felt sleepy. She tried to hear what he was saying, and asked vaguely, "later... Shall I accompany her husband to Yanzhou?"
Quiet for a long time.
Someone answered.
"OK."
This night.
He allowed her to be blatant and gentle.
In the next few days, blood clan rumors are rising and the situation is serious.
It really fulfilled that sentence.
——Born with a strange life, ten thousand people will kill it.
Every time Mo Chen came over, he never told ranbai about those things outside. He only picked good ones and brought all kinds of strange things to coax her happy.
"Sir..."
"Huh?"
"Am I particularly selfish?" Dye Baimei's eyes are still a little tender. She is not easy to be kept delicate by Mo Chen. Her body has become thinner recently. She can see the bones, lower her head and smile, and her tone is loose, tired and flat. "Even now, I still don't want to let you go."
She said in silence, "at the beginning, Robert, they were, so was Grandpa, and you."
"I've been looking for murderers for so many years and asked so many people, but I still don't have any clues. It seems that all actions are useless."
"Even so, I'm still very selfish. I don't want to let go of people close to me."
She was on the verge of madness again and again.
She doesn't want to compromise with fate.
But it was pushed into the abyss again and again.
Until now.
She suddenly wondered whether she was right or wrong all these years.
For the first time, she said softly, "leave me alone, sir."
"Since you still call me sir, you know whether you should say this or not." Mo Chen looked cold for the first time and warned word by word, "you're not wrong."
Even if Mo Chen didn't say those things outside, ranbai knew the answer.
Over the years, the people she loved, the people who loved her, left one after another.
If I don't see you every year, I will be safe every year.
She would rather die than see each other.
"Sir, I know you've really worked hard. Everything is in your eyes." A sigh fell like falling leaves and roots. His white clothes were like snow. As he first saw, he hugged her in his arms and patted her on the back like coaxing a child. His voice was low.
"We a Bai, born free, love and fearless."
That was the last thing he said to her.
in a word.
Sleepy all her life.
Later
She knew.
He used the stupidest way to exchange her life.
If it's not a dead end, it's a dead end.
Why?
It was cloudy and snowy.
From a strange letter to madly rushing out of the water prison, stumbling, scarred climbing up the mountain, and then witnessing it with your own eyes
The most beautiful figure turned her back, dressed in white and stained with blood, and slowly fell into a pool of blood.
"Sir --!"
The sad and hoarse voice is like the wailing of a young beast, desperate to the extreme!
She stumbled on the snow, her kneecaps seemed to be heavily broken, her eyes were broken inch by inch, unbelievable.
I feel unreal absurdity.
Mr. can no longer hear her voice. He died on a high mountain and in the hands of all blood people. Thousands of arrows pierced his heart and bruised everywhere. Just looking at it makes him feel shocking and dare not look at it again.
The cold iron arrow pierced the heart.