When Ranbai opened his eyes again,

What comes into view,

It is not a cold and distinct manor, but a low-end building.

Where is this?

Ranbai pushed open the bedroom dream,

Put the entire room into the building.

All the styles and details are what she likes.

And at this time,

A gentle noble lady walked towards her, and even spoke softly. It was not difficult to see that she was doting, "Baibai, are you awake? You are sleeping well. I just moved home and have breakfast. I made it by my mother."

It's so gentle.

Ranbai's body stopped, she didn't say anything, and walked towards the dining table silently.

In the next few days,

Ranbai was constantly exploring this place.

This seems to be a paradise on earth.

The best parents, the simplest best friend, the most affectionate fiancé, and the most perfect family background.

Being spoiled as a princess.

This kind of life is probably what all girls dream of.

But,

This is not a white color.

It belongs to her,

There is only that person, Si Jin, who is the only one.

Her Si Jin.

The girl is like a puppet with no emotions. She just sits by the window without crying or laughing. She is so quiet that she has no focus on her eyes.

a long time,

She spoke, her voice hoarse: "I only know now..."

"So he used that time to do this."

"It's all for me."

Life is for her, death is for her, and now the last time and effort before death is also for her.

Where is she worth it?

She is not good at anything, the only thing she has is having someone, but it seems that she is starting to lose now.

He wanted to create the most perfect dream for her and allow her to have the most worry-free life for the rest of her life.

but……

She wants nothing.

None of these belongs to her.

From beginning to end,

What she wants,

There is only one person.

At the moment when Ranbai finally faced the dream clearly,

Everything around began to break.

By the end,

A drawing board fell silently, and the ones on it were painted were exactly the colored white and the life state they were in...

The drawing board is placed in the picture frame, looking clean and beautiful.

Ranbai picked it up carefully, Bingliang's fingertips kept touching the transparent glass, staring at the portrait tightly.

He dreamed for her.

He painted for her.

He died for her.

When Ranbai woke up again,

Back to that cold series of villas.

She simply glanced down and could see the figure beside her.

The slender boy lay there quietly, soft ink-colored hair spreading on his forehead, and long eyelashes drooping on his eyelids, like butterfly wings lingering, and his side face was incredible, like the person in the painting, like a demon that only existed in Western mythology that had been sleeping for thousands of years, just so elegant and noble, sleeping.

But... I didn't breathe anymore.

Ranbai stared at him stubbornly.

Even my eyes began to be sore and I refused to blink.

The person she likes,

The best person in the world.

The corners of her lips were dyed white and bent, and the bottom of her eyes was dark, and black mist could almost overflow. She slowly held the boy's hand, and the temperature was very cold, like ice in the snowy sky, full of cold air.

But she didn't mind at all, just held his hand, hugged the boy, and hugged...a corpse.

The night outside the window was dark and it was a little deeper.

Ranbai approached and gently kissed the boy's white lips, then felt a little gentle and weird, and his tone was also very light: "Good night, Ah Jin."

This is like the most ordinary night of countless days and nights, and a very ordinary good night.

Seal: "..."

Damn it!

Perverted!

Who is holding a corpse... sleeping?!!

Feng Luo thought about it and was silent.

This is still its host.

...convinced.

the next day,

When Aner knocked in and saw Ranbai sitting alone in front of the table, he seemed to have vaguely understood something.

"Miss Ran..." Aner felt for the first time that he might have a short circuit and didn't even know what to say.

"Don't wake him up." Ranbai leaned down his eyes and showed a gentle and weird smile, but his tone was very light: "He fell asleep."

Aner fell silent.

It could no longer feel Si Jin's breathing.

That is to say...

Its owner, Mr. Si, was dead as it was said in countless scripts.

Regarding Si Jin's departure,

Ranbai has always been very calm, even as if he had never loved Si Jin at all.

Apart from……

She always lives outside the room with a corpse.

Even if your friend suddenly dies, he should feel sad.

but……

For the host, she had no friends or relatives, and there was only one Si Jin. But now the only one she had left, but she was so calm that Feng Luo felt inexplicably chilled.

When Gu Yu came to the villa, he had actually vaguely realized something.

This was the first time he had seen that he had lost his life and fell in love with the girl in his bones by the lonely, cold, mysterious and indifferent genius boy.

She was dressed in red, as if dyed with blood, and her long black hair was scattered behind her like a waterfall. Her side face was exquisite and beautiful, and her breath was full of sarcastic coolness.

The blood-red pupils looked like a bottomless abyss, cold and indifferent.

Every move is contaminated with the extremely beautiful evil and decadent.

No one can enter her world, no one can truly understand her, believe in her, and no one can be by her side.
To be continued...