Come directly to this modern world...

Ranbai is sure that Si Jin is definitely here.

I just don't know the specific address.

and……

Her identity as a black householder is really a bit troublesome.

Ranbai supported his chin with one hand, his eyes fell quietly on Ye Bei, and he narrowed his eyes silently, not knowing what he was thinking, but he looked thoughtful.

Ye Bei, who was eating hot pot, suddenly felt a little chill all over her body. She swallowed a mouthful of crayfish and felt that it was really strange tonight.

Not only did I have a strange nightmare, but it also seemed like someone was sitting next to me all the time.

Too weird.

real.

certainly.

If Ye Bei knew that all this could not be called a dream. After all, it was something she had experienced in her own life. As the successor, she might be scared to death.

After eating hot pot,

Ye Bei left.

As for the lanbai...

Then he followed Ye Bei away.

after all.

Her current identity is a bit troublesome in everything she does.

There is a ready-made Yebei, which is not used in vain.

So when Ye Bei comes home to sleep,

The night is vast,

Such a strange scene appeared in the room.

Next to the empty desk, the laptop that was originally closed was quietly opened, with web pages and keyboard presses on it.

No sound was made.

but--

The question is who moved this computer?!

If Ye Bei woke up and saw this scene, he would probably have a myocardial infarction on the spot.

After all, this completely transcends her perception.

Scary.

Ranbai borrowed Ye Bei's computer, but only had one purpose.

That is to investigate the news about Si Jin.

The name shouldn't change.

at last,

She locked a page, looked at the psychology above, and planned to go and check it out tomorrow.

The computer has been closed and the fluorescent light has dissipated.

It seems that nothing happened.

But the remaining heat of the computer proves how strange the scene was just now...

…

…

The next day,

early morning,

"Mr. Si, it's breakfast time now." The intelligent robot Aner always reported to Si Jin, holding a porcelain white plate with sandwiches on it.

It walked towards the dining table and said to Si Jin.

The slender boy had just walked down the stairs on the second floor. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the blue-black under his eyes. The sunlight that sprinkled in fell on his side face, like a halo, with a deep and three-dimensional facial features as mixed-blood, extremely beautiful.

His slender and fair fingers tied the button on the top of the snow-white shirt, covering his delicate collarbone, and then he buckled the pure black tie on the cold fingertips, and pulled it casually, with a bit of noble elegance.

Very abstinent and noble.

Listening to Aner's words, Si Jin responded indifferently, walked down, then sat on a chair, and started a normal and rigorous life.

"Mr. Si..."

Next to it was the familiar mechanical voice of Aner, but Si Jin heard some low and cold murmur in a trance.

This made the boy's fingers holding the milk cup pause slightly, covering his long eyelashes, covering his emotions in his eyes.

But in the next second, what Aner said completely stopped Si Jin's movements, "Mr. Si, why didn't you wear a bone chain today?"

The boy blinked his eyes very lightly, then slowly placed the milk on the table, lowered his eyes and looked at his neck.

The bone chain that has never left the body has disappeared at this moment and is empty.

Such an obvious abnormal thing...

Si Jin has not discovered it since last night. Si Jin has not discovered it since last night.

If Aner hadn't said it, Si Jin might have never noticed it.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

After a while,

Si Jin pulled the corner of his lower lip gently, whispered softly, straightened his head, and inserted his pocket with one hand, "Where do you come from so many reasons? Take a look at my house."

He picked up a coat from the side, put it on his body and went out directly, leaving only two faint words: "Let's go."

Aner stayed in place and walked around in confusion for two rounds, always feeling something was wrong with his master.

It was since I woke up last night and something was wrong.

Unfortunately, with Aner's limited IQ, he really couldn't think about what Si Jin's changes were.

And in the clean and huge psychological state,

Si Jin got out of the car and walked in slowly.

The dream creator is hiding in the dark, and the one on the open... is the psychologist who has published countless papers internationally and is called by countless psychological experts as geniuses in the psychological world.

Talk to patients, understand psychology, hypnosis, and dream...

A regular and rhythmic life every day, even the time for three meals a day is accurate, not one second or one second less.

This is Si Jin.

Life is like a stagnant water, as if it is a deep ocean, and even the storm cannot cause any turbulence.

The curtains were tightly drawn, covering all the sunshine.

The light lingers in dim light.

"Okay, now, open your eyes." The boy's voice was low and nice, like a touch of clearness like ice and snow, wrapped around half of the clearness, as if he could bewitch people's hearts, and he had no reason to feel at ease.

His slender and fair fingers slowly tapped on the table, and every sound made was full of rhythm and rhythm, which only made people drowsy.

The man sitting in front of him slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the scene around him, his pupils began to dissipate, but soon returned to the focal length. "Thank you, Dr. Si."

A trace of energy flashed through his eyes, and he felt that when he woke up with his eyes open, the depression accumulated in his heart for many days seemed to have disappeared with this deep sleep.

"It's okay." Si Jinmei looked indifferent and his attitude was very cold. "Just come here next Wednesday. There is no need to take medicine."

"Okay." The smile on the man's face never disappeared, "I have already transferred the amount to you to the account, thank you really."

Si Jin, wearing a white coat, always feels full of asceticism, like a bamboo spirit, noble and indifferent.

It is like a god above the altar, and it cannot be desecrated.

He nodded lightly, and there was no emotion between his eyebrows and eyes.

The equipment in the room is very simple.

A desk, a chair, and a sofa.

Spotlessly clean.

It looks cold and empty.

The light seemed a little dim.

The windows were blocked by dark curtains, and no sunlight came in, giving people a sleepy feeling for no reason.

The man smiled gratefully, "Dr. Si, I'll leave first and come here next Wednesday."

Si Jin nodded slightly.

Seeing another patient walking out, Si Jin turned a beautiful circle on his fingertips with a pure black imported fountain pen in his hand, and then he threw it on the table, and he leaned back lazily.

There is another contrast between evil and sarcastic temperament, like a doctor who came out of a comic.
Chapter completed!