"The world around me is too dirty." Zhao Ying's eyes turned red and swallowed even more, suppressing all emotions, either crazy or extreme, "It's not fair at all."

"but……"

"Thank you for your handkerchief." Zhao Ying looked at Ranbai and whispered: "Thank you."

No one expected that a girl who looks so introverted and cowardly would be so decisive at that moment without any hesitation or warning.

Take a step back.

Life and death are far away.

Fall downward.

Like a fallen angel, a butterfly with folded wings.

She fell downstairs, and the wind blew her hair, and the gorgeous red dress seemed like a blooming rose, about to decline and wither.

The expressions of shock or horror around him were infinitely amplified, and the screams were endless in the crowded crowd.

The vague sound was in Zhao Ying's ears, mixed with the bitter sound of the wind, becoming more and more distant, as if it was another world.

Everything doesn't matter anymore.

it's all over.

She smiled and closed her eyes, with a gentle curve remaining by her lips.

A tear.

Sliding silently from the corner of your eyes.

"Tick."

No one heard it.

The girl fell on the ground, with large pools of blood under her body, which dyed her clothes deeper, and her red dress became even more bizarre and gorgeous.

It seems that the most evil-harming rose winds with the color of death.

She held a handkerchief in her hand, the clean and white color was held tightly in her palm, as if the last warmth was at its last.

turn out to be,

Sometimes it can really be unfair.

OK.

She was freed.

This case ended with the murderer's suicide.

Xu Meng's case has been confirmed that Zhao Ying is the murderer, but Zhou Jia's death is still a mystery.

There is no evidence to point to who the murderer is.

There is no clue from Zhao Ying...

It was so clean that it seemed as if Zhou Jia had committed suicide.

That night,

Song Miaoyun rarely came back very early. After seeing Ranbai, she greeted her with a brisk greeting, "Sister, are you doing something this weekend?"

The forensic's eyebrows and eyes did not appear soft under the light. When she lowered her eyes, she felt cold and silent. She held a glass of water and said concisely: "It's okay."

Song Miaoyun's eyes lit up, she pursed her lips and said embarrassedly: "Sister, if you are fine, let's go out for fun on the weekend! How about going camping in the mountains?"

Ranbai glanced at her, "Did Qin Rui invite him?"

Song Mianyun nodded slightly, a little surprised: "Sister, how do you know?"

The forensic's answer was still cold.

"Guess."

“…”

OK.

Song Miaoyun blinked, "That..."

Before Song Miaoyun could ask him hesitate, Ranbai said ok, and then turned around and returned to the room.

"Long live sister≧▽≦!"

Song Miaoyun returned to the room happily, called Qin Ruiqi, saying that his sister agreed, and the two of them chatted on the phone for a long time, which was the sweet and sticky little couple.

The night before the weekend.

Song Miaoyun did not go home.

Ranbai went to the basement.

The basement door was locked and the key was alone in her hands.

A slight sound.

The door was opened.

The forensic doctor opened the door indifferently and just walked in.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and it was dark and it was impossible to see the figure clearly.

Ranbai was suddenly locked by someone's wrist, and his fingers covered with wrist were long and cold. Then he was easily put into his arms, and his back hit the young man's cold and sexy chest.

Weiran half held the man in his arms, and he leaned lightly on the forensic doctor's shoulder with one hand, laughed softly, his voice clear and lazy, he dragged his voice: "Sir, the gold medalist, are you here to favor brother?"

The darkness was so beautiful that the look was so bright that it could not be seen clearly, but the hot temperature behind him could be felt. The tempting and clean fragrance lingered in a shallow way, "...I like your brother."

"That's a pity." Weiran put the person in his arms, lowered his eyes and fell a gentle kiss on the white skin exposed behind the forensic's neck. When the breath fell, the temperature became hot. "Brother is the only son, so the financial owner can only spoil his brother."

Ranbai narrowed his eyes and pressed the person against the wall next to him with a hard force. She resisted the person coldly, and her tone was very light: "Sir, I'm the money owner, so how did he treat the money owner?"

Wei Ran leaned down his eyes, the silver chain swayed slightly, his thin lips curled up, calmly, with a little unscrupulous aura, anyway, he was quite careless: "What does the money owner want to let his brother do?"

"Obe obedient, shut up." The forensic doctor pressed the person against the wall and pressed his shoulders. He did not realize that his posture looked very similar to the wall. Her aura was strong and her tone was also cold. Usually, it always made people feel that it was difficult to get close to. When speaking coldly, people subconsciously obeyed: "Be calm and don't cause trouble."

Weiran listened to Ranbai's words and thoughtful, "The little financial backer is quite difficult to serve."

The lights were not turned on in the basement, and they were dim and quiet. Two figures could be seen intertwined. One of them pressed the slender young man against the wall, and supported him with one hand, close to him. When you look closely, you will also find the person pressed on the wall, with gold-rimmed glasses, black shirt, cold skin, slender ankles on his ankles, and a cold light in the darkness. There is a taboo desire and silent ambiguity.

He looked at his current posture meaningfully. The young man was tall and lowered his eyes slightly when he looked at people. There seemed to be a deep blue sea in his light brown eyes, which could indulge people in it until they suffocate.

"I thought..." He was slow: "The financial owner wants to sleep with his brother."

“…”

"This posture is OK, too." Wei Qi chuckled, contradictory Yao Zhi: "Brother is willing to be pushed by the wall."

He leaned slightly and approached Ranbai. The distance that was close was closer. His high nose bridge almost hit her. Ranbai could feel the cool and seductive breath of the young man. His white and cold fingertips gently hit the forensic's thin lips, rubbing them with a little desire.

Ranbai heard the murderer say hoarsely: "The walls are all over the wall, isn't it a pity not to do anything?"

After he finished speaking.

There is no pause.

There was no time for the forensic to respond.

The slender and upright figure pressed down, and the thin and soft lips covered them fiercely.

I don’t know if it’s because Wei Ran learned without a teacher in this regard, but she faded away the initial youthfulness, and her kissing became more and more confusing and sexy, and she collided with a desire to sink.

The two of them began to breathe rapidly, and Ranbai could feel the undulating force of Weiran's chest in the blur of breath.

Weiran changed his position lightly and pressed the forensic doctor against the wall and kissed him hard. The silver-white and cold anklet sounded as he moved, making a cold and crisp sound as glass.

The murderer raised his nose and pressed against the girl's side face, with long eyelashes hanging down in an attractive curve. His light-colored eyes were filled with misty moisture and lost their minds because of kissing. For the first time, he felt that there was such a fascinating thing in the world, as fatal as poison but seductive as poison. The low murmur of a low and bewitching murmur was annihilated between the two of them: "Baby is so sweet..."
Chapter completed!