Too unsafe.

If Rong Bai had the memory of his previous life, he would definitely be wary of it. If he still wanted to harm her through this aspect, he would give Rong Bai evidence.

Rong Mo was used to being cautious and didn't want to make mistakes at the last moment.

He couldn't tell whether he was reborn or dreaming of his previous life, but what Rong Mo knew from beginning to end was that he would climb up no matter where he was, and climb to a position where he would not be stepped on by anyone.

The moment this thought calmly entered the Rong family, it melted into its bones, and over the years it grew into a big tree in the sky.

But Rong Mo never thought that

He was unable to defend against Rong Bai, but he lost to the point where he attacked her. Rong Mo didn't even know how Rong Bai moved.

It was also a cloudy day, and the rain was about to fall.

Rong Mo received a call from a doctor from a mental hospital. The other party hurriedly said, "Your father is sick again, his condition is very serious, and his health is not very good. Maybe... I suggest you come here."

Rong Mo often runs to the mental hospital these days, playing the role of a good son, and tells the doctor that if Rong Liyu has any problems, he will notify him as soon as possible. He listens to the voice on the phone, and does not think much, calmly says and puts on his coat and goes out.

While riding in the car, Rong Mo tied his seat belt and said to go to the mental hospital.

Xiao Sun responded OK.

Rong Mo looked quietly at the cloudy day outside the window. The misty sky could not see the light, and always felt that it was similar. He was a little dazed for a moment until his eardrum was torn through and a violent rumbling sound! At that moment, he could not hear any sound, and the rolling heat waves drowned him, and every piece of skin on his body felt a burning pain-

No!

When Rong Mo was swallowed by the heat wave, he still had a trace of consciousness. The strong desire for survival burst out made him desperately want to climb out. His fingers were bleeding, and the bones could be seen.

Finally hanging down.

The sudden explosion caused chaos and screams.

The whistles of police cars and ambulances intertwined.

A heavy rain suddenly came.

It was also in my heart, and finally fell down.

Ranbai was peeling the apple when he heard the news.

She leaned against the window, and the window was open for a little while, and some wind and rain poured in. The sky was gray and cloudy. She looked at the sky twice, and her reaction was calm as if she heard Rong Mo go out and twisted her feet.

The devil stared at her apple-slicing action, and her dark red and charming pupils did not blink.

The apple skin was thinly peeled off, miraculously not broken from beginning to end, until the last knife fell. The hand holding the fruit knife was clearly as slender as a bone porcelain, and the ring on the tail finger was cold and smooth.

"Do you want to eat?" Ranbai saw that the devil had been staring at the apple in her hand, raised his eyebrows and asked lazyly.

The boy sat opposite her with his chin lazily, with his fair fingertips facing the corners of his red lips, and his eyebrows were still so vicious and erect that he was burning under the dim sky. He tilted his head and stared at his white hands. His eyes moved up and down with the other party's movements, a little awe at the complete apple skin.

The devil thought about it, nodded reluctantly, and then stretched out his hand.

"No." Ranbai calmly handed it to his lips and took a bite.

"???" The devil snorted coldly: "Bored!"

"It's boring." Ranbai's voice was gentle: "So you have to find some fun from the children."

The devil tsk and looked at Ran Bai's leisurely biting the apple. The more he looked, the more he became more and more unhappy. Finally, he simply pounced on him viciously, pressing the wrist of Ran Bai's hand holding the apple. Ran Bai quietly watched the boy's movements, and let him not dodge.

The young man's tall and beautiful fingers circled the thin part under his palm, and took a bite on the apple in that way. Two small fangs poked out from his thin soft lips. When he lowered his eyes and focused on biting the apple, Ranbai could see his long eyelashes. She was a little itchy and swept it with one hand.

The devil's eyelashes trembled. He lazily held the wild wrist and bit the apple. He deliberately bit it crunched like a cat that had stolen fishy fish and was still showing off his power in front of his master. He licked the corners of his lips with his tongue: "It's quite sweet, thank you, the master for peeling the apple for me."

His voice was so scattered that he could come through, and he was low and flirtatious. As he said, he should have gone with the apple as expected. When he wanted to return to enjoy the apple exclusively, he was held down. Ran Bai pulled him back with a hard smile, "I want to leave after robbing it?"

"What does it mean to rob? I thank you all." The devil looked up at her. The apple between her lips and teeth had not been bitten. Her lips were red and white, and she felt an inexplicable sense of beauty.

"Do I thank you?" Ranbai looked at the face in front of him with his eyes down, and the feeling of oppression almost overflowing, and the leisurely wind and clouds were calm.

"It's not my responsibility, I've bitten it anyway." The devil smiled and said with a slut, "What else can you do, Master~"

"What can I do?" Ran Bai smiled lowly, leaning over and approaching inch by inch, the light and shadow were dim and hazy, and it penetrated through the gap a little. She raised the boy's chin: "Of course I've bitten it back."

"Wuuuuu..."

As the operation was over, Rong Mo woke up, Ranbai only went to the hospital the next day.

She came very coincidental.

Rong Mo woke up half an hour later.

The sunlight outside the window is gentle, and the ward is huge and cold.

The boy was thin and pale, as if he had broken it in one fold.

Rong Mo could feel that the people around him were always familiar with the clean fragrance. He looked at the ceiling quietly, as if he didn't even have the strength to turn his head.

Rong Mo didn't say anything, and Ranbai didn't say anything.

The atmosphere is quiet and cold.

"Sister." The boy's thin lips moved slightly, and the hoarse and calm title slowly lingered from his lips and teeth, with a certain grit-like texture. The titles countless times were unknown.

"Um."

"I'm alive."

"You're still alive."

"I'm still alive."

Rong Mo laughed softly, as if he had encountered something incredible and extremely funny, and almost burst into tears of laughter.

He didn't want to die at all.

You can even do anything beyond the bottom line to live.

At the moment of the explosion, he seemed to feel Rong Bai's former despair.

The heat waves rolled and there was nowhere to escape.

Submerged, torn.

His last thought before his coma accepted this fact with great peace and thought.

It can be regarded as one report to another.

He doesn't owe her anymore.

Rong Mo really thought he was going to die, or Rong Bai would definitely not let him go.

He didn't expect that he could still see Rong Bai alive.

"Who would want to die if you can live?" Ranbai smiled slightly and his voice was gentle: "You are scared to death."

If Rong Mo hadn't known that this explosion would have been Ran Bai's so-called, if she hadn't known that all her good deeds to him came from exploitation, if she hadn't had a ridiculous dream of changing the soup... I'm afraid Rong Mo would have been shaken now, soft-hearted, and felt that Rong Bai was also intent.

That soft and gentle sound is so easy for people to fall into trouble.
Chapter completed!