Qin Ruiqi never thought that one day, a girl who was so innocent and innocent would stab someone with a dagger. The person who stabbed him was still him. The waves of darkness in front of him were almost unstable. Qin Ruiqi bit his tongue and forced himself to maintain consciousness. He didn't know whether he should cry or laugh, and he couldn't even make the most basic expression: "...you hurt me?"

He wanted to reach out and hold the dagger.

But the girl clenched her tightly like crazy, and she tried her best to the point where her finger bones were pale. There was blood on her hands and also on her body, and tears mixed with blood. "Do you know? That's my sister... the biological sister who brought me from childhood to adulthood alone!"

"You don't know, you don't know anything..." Song Miaoyun looked sad and desperate, bloodshot in her eyes, tears flowing like nothing, "My parents are dead, and relatives are leaving with money. For eighteen years, my sister has been raising me! She is my only relative, do you know the only one?!"

If you really want to choose...

Her sister must not die.

That's her sister.

Relatives who have been dependent on each other since childhood.

She cried so hard that she seemed to have used all her life to scream in despair.

Qin Ruiqi smiled, but seemed to be crying. He murmured to himself in a low voice, as if asking himself, and as if questioning Song Miaoyun, "What about me, what am I?"

Until now.

Qin Ruiqi truly felt the severe pain spreading throughout his body, just like a sharp knife stirring in his body.

He reminded him in pain all the time.

Whatever your choice,

Whether eighteen years ago or eighteen years later,

He will always be the one who was abandoned.

Until Qin Ruiqi fainted overwhelmed, he did not get an answer.

The bright red blood flowed on the ground, gathering into large patches, which were surprising.

The sound of the sirens cut through the night.

Song Miaoyun looked angrily, without any expression, trance and numb, her hands were covered in blood, tears blurred her eyes, her eyes were empty, without any focal length.

Until the moment I saw the forensic sister.

Only then did all fear and despair completely burst out.

Hysterical crying.

It seems that I have burst into tears of my life.

"Don't cry." The forensic doctor calmly and calmly handed the handkerchief to Song Miaoyun, his voice as clear as ever, like ice and snow.

That sound.

It's really been from childhood to adulthood, for eighteen years.

The only reliance.

The only trust.

Song Miaoyun has never seen the sinister world and has never experienced hardships.

Even at the toughest times.

Because she has an older sister.

She is well protected by her sister.

It seems that no matter when, she can think about anything and face nothing.

Because my sister will solve everything.

Then only carefree innocence is left.

She has one of the best sisters in the world.

Until this moment,

Song Miaoyun understands it truly and deeply.

How lucky she is.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Song Miaoyun cried even more, as if crying out all the guilt and regret.

Ranbai calmly sent Song Miaoyun to the police car, watching the girl tremble like a frightened bird, and finally fell asleep exhausted.

Wei Ran followed Ran Bai and couldn't even get rid of him.

"Sir, you are quite brave." Ran Bai glanced at the young man beside him and suddenly said something.

Wei Ran was very modest: "It's okay, it's normal."

As he said that, he smiled and lazily: "I dare to follow the forensic doctor."

Ranbai didn't believe it at all, "What are you afraid of?"

Hearing this question, Weiran looked at the forensic doctor quietly, thinking about it. After thinking carefully for a while, he laughed in an unknown way and said slowly, with a half-joking tone, and his light-colored eyes faintly with a look of arrogant arrogance: "Don't dare to get pregnant?"

“…” Ranbai: “Get out.”

The police and ambulance arrived.

After seeing the young man standing with the forensic doctor, the police hesitated for a moment: "Are you..."

Weiran raised his delicate eyebrows, raised his fair chin slightly, and pointed Song Miaoyun's direction, smiling and making a gentle slut: "She, her future brother-in-law."

Police officer: "…"

He looked at the young man with elegant and elegant clothes in the blood clan, and then looked at the cold forensic doctor who was privately hailed as the flower of the police station by them.

My chin almost fell off in shock.

Ranbai had a cold face and said nothing.

Weiran got into the police car with Ranbai.

Ran Bai said calmly: "Sir is so arrogant and above the police station, he really doesn't have the awareness of being a criminal."

Weiran sat next to the doctor. Hearing this, he smiled casually: "Don't I have any other identity?"

Ranbai looked at him sideways.

"For example..." Weiran was lazy and deliberately pointed, and said frivolously: "The family of the police forensic doctor?"

"It seems that sir is really not worried that I will hand you over."

late at night,

The car was dim and no one noticed the two people sitting there.

Weiran approached her, gently hitting the side of the white shoulder, smiling ambiguously, and was very unscrupulous: "Don't you, brother, have to satisfy the wish of the forensic doctor hidden in the golden house?"

"Shut up." Ranbai pushed him away.

"Okay." Weiran responded with a chuckle. He stared at Ranbai and half-bent his thin lips: "I want my brother not to speak, there is a good idea."

Ranbai looked at him.

Under the doctor's eyes, Weiran calmly uttered two words:

"Kiss me."

In the dim light, outside the window was a scenery that was constantly regressing. The light and shadow crushed in the night set off his eyebrows and eyes, but the skin of the god seemed to be like a demon, smiling evilly and arrogantly, arrogantly to the bone, with a faint sense of provocation.

His voice was slightly lowered, and the sound quality was naturally nice, with a clear and lazy texture. It was lowered in this police car and fell to Ranbai's ears. It was a sound that only she could hear.

When you spit out those two words gently, there is a kind of secret ambiguity.

The white gaze was frozen on the young man's face, and finally slid on the thin, soft and red lips under the bridge of the high nose, as if it was the most gorgeous rouge in the world. Its lips were beautiful and naturally suitable for kissing, and it looked tempting for no reason.

Ranbai paused: "Sir, do I dare not?"

"If you dare, go." Weiran raised his eyebrows lightly, his light-colored eyes were deep and shimmering, and he felt like he was in love. He paused every word, ambiguous and provocative.

After a moment of silence, the forensic doctor suddenly pulled the young man's collar and pulled the person in his direction in that position. The delicate and handsome bones magnified in front of him, almost reaching her.

The distance is so close that you can see the young man's eyelashes clearly. When they grow to an excessive extent, the light-colored eyes are shimmering, and the clear and clean fragrance lingers, mixed with a not-so-odorable tobacco smell, which is a bit tempting.

Her collar was pulled, and the collarbone that was faintly exposed was shiny and charming.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.

Maintaining that position, Weiran was not in a hurry to get pulled at the collar, looking at her with a smile, even the smile seemed to be a casual provocation because of her arrogant and noble temperament.
Chapter completed!