Judging from what Weiran did before, it is indeed very convenient for him to be alone, but it is a bit far away for now.

Since Ranbai met Weiran, he had never seen any friends around him. This man looked gentle and upright, like a real nobleman, not arrogant or impatient, just right, and occasionally showed a bit of arrogant arrogance.

But it has never been easy to get close to him. His alienation is integrated into his bones, and the sense of distance is inherent.

If you haven't met Ran Bai, Wei Ran might live a life like this, or if you feel bored and choose to die to end your boring life.

Weiran once said that Ranbai was the only accident in his life.

An accident that surprised him.

Ranbai didn't know Weiran's family situation much. All she wanted was Weiran, and it was not anything else. Weiran didn't care or avoid it. He told her concisely.

My parents died in a murder case. They were four years old that year. They had no relatives, no troubles, no complicated interpersonal relationships and financial debts. They had no friends, but many partners.

You don't have to care about anything when you are with him, because he is the only one.

w.r. The fairy tale is very close to the police station.

There is no need to drive, two people walk on the street.

It was late at night, although there were very few streets on this road, the elderly and disrepaired street lights were renovated, and the dim light became bright, so you could emit soft and clear light and shadow without any struggle.

The shadows of the two people are pulled to a diagonal length and occasionally overlap each other.

Weiran held her hand and walked through this street like countless ordinary couples in this world.

This feeling is pretty good.

He was even a little obsessed with it.

"Forensic child." Weiran suddenly shouted.

The forensic doctor looks delicate, but he looks cold, like the snow of winter. His slightly pursed lips are dull, with a slightly cold curve, and he responds: "Hmm?"

The night is dim, and the light of the stars and the shadows of street lights are crushed and intertwined, paving into a glorious and fine road.

The young man's voice was a little ethereal in the night, but it was still clear, with a rare smile without any banter and playful smile. In this late night that was as common as usual, it showed an unusual and indescribable solemnity: "Let's always do this."

Weiran has always said whatever he wants to say. He is used to being alone, playing around in the world, and never thought that he would fall in one day.

He rarely wants to leave anything behind.

Ranbai is the first and last one.

He really wants to keep doing this.

Walk on in this world where he has been indifferent and tired of for a long time.

"Okay." She only said one word.

This sentence came too suddenly and without any warning, but Ranbai did not ask why. Perhaps this was a unique tacit understanding between them. You can know what the other party was thinking without too much words.

The gentleman held her hand tightly, his fingers were intertwined. The color in his eyes was very light, as if the most gentle and deceptive color in the world was now coated with a layer of bright color, as if there was a glimmer of light, illuminating the pupils. He smiled, with pleasure hidden at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he was dragging: "Why do you like my forensic children so much?"

The very inappropriate feeling is back.

The tone was a bit of joking and teasing, as if he was calm and drunk, and it was heart-wrenching.

Ranbai coldly pulled his lower lip, and the light and shadow hit her side face. The cool white tone was flat and his tone was cold and cold: "I like it so much that I want you to die."

A casual word, but unexpectedly, after Weiran heard it, he thought for two seconds, chuckled, and slowly echoed: "Yes."

The forensic doctor couldn't help but kick him.

Weiran didn't hide, so she asked her to kick her, and joked with a smile: "Why did you still touch my brother?"

"roll."

Then Weiran obediently got out and hugged the forensic's thin shoulders, with a gentle and slutty look as gentle as jade, and said half-jokingly: "That brother is coming."

“…”

Forensic doctors are often speechless, and she doesn't understand the brain circuit that is different from ordinary people.

Realizing that the forensic doctor didn't say anything, Weiran raised his eyebrows, poked her side face with his fingertips, and asked softly: "Angry?"

Not so, but the forensic doctor didn't say anything.

She looked cold at first, but her expressionless face was time to look even more sharp and cold, without any human touch.

Wei Ran thoughtfully, leaned over and approached her ear and whispered, "Brother asked you to touch your hands."

He was laughing, and the light and shadow were crushed in his eyes, like stars fell to the earth: "I like it."

Ran Bai was silent for a long time before saying, "…m?"

"If S is a child," Weiran laughed and said slowly: "I would like to ask the forensic doctor to cherish my brother."

"Don't worry, sir." The forensic doctor looked cold and looked down on him, pointing at him word by word: "I must focus more, I feel sorry for you."

He smiled brightly and bent his eyebrows.

He walked forward halfway with the man in his arms, and the night diluted his voice, and he seemed to say something: "Thank you for your kindness."

w.r. Fairy tales are still open late at night, and the sweet and greasy atmosphere of dessert lingers in the air. The lights are warm and bright, as if they are quiet in this world.

There are not many customers in the store at this time, only a few people.

"Do you have midnight snack?" Weiran spoke casually, and his lips curled slightly: "Brother will make it for you."

It was almost the same scene, the same thing, it seemed to be back to that day, nothing changed, they were still them.

The curve of the dyed lips is very restrained and not easy to detect: "Whatever."

The clerk who stood by the side with expressionless face was fed another mouthful of dog food was numb and he was used to it.

Weiran made desserts on the first floor, Ranbai returned to the second floor first.

w.r. The fairy tale door was pushed open by a young guest late at night. It was a girl, wearing a loose T-shirt and denim shorts, revealing a pair of fair and sexy long legs, and dressed very delicately.

As soon as she pushed open the door, she happened to see the slender and elegant figure of the young man, and a touch of unconcealed surprise flashed through her eyes.

The impulse surpassed the reason, she stepped forward and said softly: "Hello."

Weiran held a plate of dessert in one hand. Just as he was about to go up the second floor, there was a person in front of him. He opened his eyes lazily.

When the girl saw that face on the front, the stunning meaning became even more intense. She asked boldly: "Can you add a WeChat account?"

After hearing this, Weiran narrowed his eyes, and didn't know what he thought of. He slowly curled the corners of his lips, and actually smiled, and said calmly: "It's OK."

The girl was a little surprised, and then she heard the young store manager Sven say.

"But I have three girlfriends. If you don't mind playing games together, then add it."

This sentence fell into the girl's ears, like a bolt from the blue.

She was completely stupid.

After struggling for a minute, he looked at Wei Ran with complicated eyes, and finally said, "Scum!"
Chapter completed!