Those sudden stomach twitches, nausea, nausea, and have no appetite to eat at all, and even those who eat in the morning will vomit out directly.

Cough, cold and hot, lethargy, anorexia, colic...

One by one, it seems that the last warning from the time bomb buried deep in my heart, and finally,

With a "bang", it exploded and shattered.

"Do you want to eat something?" Ranbai looked at him without even leaving. "Aner just made a bowl of porridge, which was very light and not greasy. Do you want to drink it?"

In fact, Si Jin had no appetite at all. No matter what it was, he would feel disgusting when he saw it, but he knew that this would definitely not work, and he didn't want Ran Bai to worry, so he forced himself to put his pale and beautiful chin on the girl's shoulder, and smiled and said, "Okay."

Ranbai's eyes seemed to lit up, and he spoke to the little robot outside the door: "Aner, come here."

When Aner received the order, he brought a bowl of porridge and walked in. A long time ago, Si Jin had already entered another order for Aner, that is, in the future... Ranbai is another owner, and all the orders need not be refuted. Also... you must take good care of the girl, sure.

The robot has no emotions or heart. After all, Si Jin designed it with metal machinery, but Aner is inexplicably depressed now. It feels that it may be a little sad, but it doesn't know what it is sad.

According to the birth, old age, sickness and death of human beings, Mr. Si's current situation is similar to those who are about to die.

But Aner couldn't figure it out at all.

Mr. Si is still so young, younger than many people, and he is still in the teenager style. When he was arbitrary and frivolous, why... it turned out like this?

Aner used all his IQ to think about it, but he couldn't think of an answer.

In the subconscious,

It dares not think about it.

I dare not accept it either.

Ranbai reached out to take a bowl of porridge from the tray that Aner was holding.

There is also a fiery red rose winding on the white porcelain bowl, which is very beautiful, while the clean and light porridge is contained inside. The air is filled with a faint and refreshing porridge smell, which makes people feel appetite bloom.

"I'll do it." Ranbai held the porridge with one hand, Yingbai's fingertips were holding the spoon, slowly stirring the porridge, and said calmly to Aner: "You go out."

"Okay." Aner also knew that Mr. Si seemed to only need Ran Bai's company at this moment, so he looked at Si Jin and retreated.

Si Jin leaned half of his body against Ranbai, and his head was tilted to the girl's shoulders. His ink-colored hair was scattered on his forehead. His delicate eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and his long eyelashes drooped over his eyes. He looked drowsy. Under his high nose bridge, his slender and soft lips were light and thin, and his collar covered his chin with a void, revealing a half-cold and beautiful arc.

His side face was still handsome, wrapped in half-clear, and his skin was translucent and cold white, and the fragile dark blue blood vessels could almost be seen.

In this way, even though he was sick for a long time, he was still handsome and handsome. He was born with a beautiful bone, and his fragile aura added three points of beauty to him, like a rare myth on earth.

Ranbai leaned down his eyes and glanced at Si Jin. He looked sick, as if he could poke the softest position at the bottom of the center. She was holding the porridge in her hand and spoke carefully and gently: "A Jin?"

Si Jin nodded hoarsely, and at Ranbai, the corners of his lips barely curled up and smiled: "I'm here."

As he said before: "——Abai, as long as you call me, I will be there all the time."

Ranbai blinked her eyes, she turned her eyes, then lowered her eyes, blew the white porridge on the spoon, and then took a sip. Well, it was neither hot nor cold, the temperature was just right.

It was probably because of the heat rising from the rice porridge. The eyes were filled with a faint mist, and the vision was a little blurred.

"Not hot." Ranbai tasted it, then pursed the corners of Si Jin's lips and showed a gentle smile, "Drink some."

Her fair and beautiful hands held the spoon and gently handed it to the boy's lips.

Si Jin paused, suppressed the nausea in his heart, then slowly drank the spoonful of porridge, swallowed it from his throat with difficulty, and then smiled at Ranbai, and he said, "It's delicious."

"Is that?" Ranbai also smiled, and she took a sip on herself, then nodded, "Well, indeed, let's drink together."

Most of the last bowl of porridge was drunk by Ranbai. Si Jin reluctantly took a few sips and stopped drinking it. He was afraid that he would spit it out like before.

Ranbai didn't force her to feed her. She was already satisfied with Si Jin being able to drink her. She put the porcelain bowl aside, raised her long eyelashes, and looked at the setting sun outside the window that kept falling into the horizon. It seemed that it would soon disappear in front of her, and then welcomed the endless darkness.

The room was quiet and seemed to be able to hear the wind outside.

A long time,

Ranbai suddenly spoke gently: "Is it because of me?"

She asked, is it because of me?

Si Jin's consciousness, which was originally drowsy and not clear, suddenly brought a little awakening. His fingertips froze and he slowly spoke: "Why do you think so?"

Ranbai didn't say anything else, but just repeated for the second time: "Is it because of me?"

"No, it has nothing to do with you." Si Jin blurted out without hesitation, and the next second he finished speaking, he subconsciously stopped.

"But I haven't said anything yet." Ranbai turned his eyes and looked at him deeply. His blood-red pupils seemed to have a breathtaking color.

"..." Si Jin was silent for two seconds before speaking: "Don't think so."

"It was my own decision, no one forced me." Perhaps all the sobering experience was used here today. "It has nothing to do with you, it is also for myself. I want to remember what happened before, after all, I don't want to forget it."

Ranbai lowered his eyes, nodded, and said no more.

Si Jin seemed to hear Ran Bai sigh softly, as if he was an illusion. His polar black and deep eyes stared at Ran Bai, as if he was three points of sadness.

When you look at someone, and there is only one person, you will always feel that you are extremely gentle, like a vast ocean full of gentleness, almost getting tired of people inside, but... it seems to be filled with countless rich sadness.

He said, "Abai, don't be afraid."

"There is always such a day, early or late." He is obviously the one who is about to leave and faces the fear of death, but Si Jin patiently enlightens and comforts. Such a gentle and perfect boy in white gave all his all when he was good to someone. Perhaps no one could refuse Si Jin, "I have always been with you, in your heart, forever."
Chapter completed!